Lyrics:
need to do
You get the radio to play
It and I'll play it too"
I said, Nah man, what
You saying can't be true
The dude at the radio station sent me to you
here's the outcome:
Your teeth are gone, your mouth is numb
Don't get involved, unless you're willing
To risk murder by mic when they're illing
You gotta
might get out on good behavior
But if you don't I give you more
'Cause DJ Jazzy Jeff got you trapped on the dance floor
Oh oh I'm trapped like a
???
for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These
chicks and get some digit's
And the DJ's playing them hit's
"Oh, this my jam! This my shit!
We don't know a word to a verse
All we know is the chorus
Well, I'm fresh
'Cause I'm the best
And I get wild
When I'm row'
I never get passed by
'Cause I'm fly
And I'm a put you on hold
'Cause
as well get ill
I walked in the house, the Big Bad Fresh Prince
But Freddy killed all that noise real quick
He grabbed me by my neck and said, ";Here's
'cause I just don't know
I'm known to mop, I'm known to glow
But don't get mad 'cause I got's to go
Three MCs and one DJ
We be getting down with no
And we don't play around
My DJ got that sound
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
My friends and I get down
And we don't play around
My DJ got that sound
forget
Fresh in '78 on a turntable set
Fresh in '79, fresh in '80
I was Grandmaster G with my man Neville T
Fresh in '81, and fresh in '82
With DJ Mad Mike
only done by a few
So just pay close attention
To the Wreckin' Cru
You don't need fresh clothes or a pretty face
You just need hella beat with a so-so
by the heat but,eh, we'll just say we Alonzo Mourn'd ya,
So Cater coroner, I'll show up to yo funeral wit some gators like I'm fresh outta Florida,
Gal! Will ya come slap dem up
When we come in all de dance 'nuff D.J.'s shut up, woy!
Ill Will, slap dem up
MC's get ate, get broken like
to get paid?
(That’s a gimmick) what’s when
You’re yelling and screaming up on stage?
(That’s a gimmick) when your
Career is numbered by days?
(That’s
never be hot so my jacket is chilling
Wang I finesse I might jump on a Gucci to flex
But it's savage by strokes and I kill it
Coolest DJ told me get it I
I got dumped by my DJ
He said he didn't wanna work with me no more
I got dumped by my DJ
Cos I worked with someone else on a tiny tour
I got dumped
What makes a DJ
What makes an MC
What makes the ReFugees
Why are kids getting jealous?
'Cause we F, R, E, S, H
Fresh, fresh, fresh, that's, fresh!
F, R,
have the capability to rap and chill
Cold wax and tax MC's who tend to act ill
It's like a Diggum Smack
Smack me and I'll smack you back
I get
some chicks and get some digits
And the DJ's playing them hits
Oh this my jam, this my shit
We don't know a word to a verse
All we know is the chorus
DJ Khaled
DJ Terror Squad
And he goes by the name of
You got the right one, it's Weezy fuckin' baby
And if your woman lookin', I'll let
what y'all
Say what!
To the D.J's scratch, you've met your match
'Cause were coming out fresh with a brand new batch
So taking you off into the galaxy
what y'all
Say what!
To the D.J's scratch, you've met your match
'Cause were coming out fresh with a brand new batch
So taking you off into the galaxy
asking
Who you is and who you with and how you bending that back in
DJ Phish i get it twisted a lot
If you is down for a session let's get down to the spot
glass, and who you gon askin
Like you gaspin, backin up while P's blastin
[Keith Murray]
I'll be like "ROOF!!" Get At Me Dog like DMX
Keith Murray
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