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Bill him what, half of that he have it late
His best friend by the yellow crates
Suicide, tears tryna hesitate
Only seventeen, damn, seventeen
have the guts to tell him that he doesn't know what 
he's talking about.

        DJ: Hello?

        Caller: Terminator X!

        DJ:  Thank You.
the records and he's my protege
So check him out without a doubt and you will agree
He goes by the name of Cutmaster Cool V
Cut the funky records, for me
And terrorized by treble
I'm open to change my mood but
I always get caught in the middle

And I get tired of DJ's
Why's it always what he plays
I'm gonna
And terrorized by treble
I'm open to change my mood but
I always get caught in the middle

And I get tired of DJ's
Why's it always what he plays
I'm gonna
A De Dancehall
Don't You Dare Step On His Toes
He'll Put You Six Foot Under
Ignorance Is All He Knows
Him A Ganster Him No Jester
Him A Don Da Da In De
And terrorized by treble
I'm open to change my mood but
I always get caught in the middle

And i get tired of dj's
Why's it always what he plays
I'm gonna
Everybody in the club right now (hey)
Tell the DJ's to turn it loud (hey)
Dedicated man your favorite song

If you came here by yourself tonight
'Cause
A story 'bout a pal of mine
Who worked down near the Georgia Line
He's a D.J. in a little country station
Everybody loved him dear
'Cause he played
Everybody in the club right now (hey)
Tell the DJ's to turn it loud (hey)
Dedicated man your favorite song

If you came here by yourself tonight
'Cause
DJ MONTAY: YEA ONE TIME ITS YO BOY DJ MONTAY RIGHT REPRESENTING DET OOMP CAMP I GOT SOME NIGGAZ WIT ME DJ UNK YOLA DA GREAT AND ME MYSELF OF COURSE
only been mastered by a few
I take a half a million tapes sell 'em straight to you
All that shit niggas talking just cant be real
I dont need a record
Stone, wake by the telephone 
Wonder if he's alone 
Or is my man on a permanent loan to rock'n roll 
Rock'n roll 

Outdoor concert, watching him play
the ones from the city and the boys from Pac-Jam
Handsome Harry, you know the brother was strong
He ain't dared any man to get him wrong
L.A. Jay, this
A story bout a pal of mine who worked down near the Georgia Line
A DJ in a little country station

Everybody loved him dear cause he played what
A story bout a pal of mine who worked down near the Georgia Line
A DJ in a little country station

Everybody loved him dear cause he played what
please don't you even try
My baby keeps me by his side
Even though you keep giving him the eye
He don't even notice

Everyday lalalala
He sings with
f**k with that Hemi
I gotta Cutlass 350 will leave your ass by a distance

You ain't customly did it or oringally interior
Your like them West side
rhythm makes him jump and shout
Just got to find that ghetto planet that everyone's talkin' about

Tuning in the local scene on the radio
The D.J
Everybody in the club right now (hey)
Tell the DJ's to turn it loud (hey)
Dedicated man your favorite song

If you came here by yourself tonight
'Cause
good-bye at the break of dawn
As his bus left out she cried
With him standing by her side
That ol' wind had once again found it's way home.
Someday he
He wanted to make a difference be understood right?
Wanted to go the distance wanted to live that good life
Put some work on that wood jumped
dropping jewels and n****s don't believe him cause he's Jaden Smith but
It's all about packaging right?
Real s**t though, good and bad is all relative man
aunt and Constantine D'Amato was all he ever had

But he found his pot of gold consequently came Given's
When they broke up it was him that was
the house again
Bambi DJ'sll pray when he plays
Won't hit or skip I might phase
Suckers still suck and duckin uppercuts
Strike three MC's are blazed
Born