Lyrics:
the flesh
[all three] With master four he doesn't rhyme but he can cut it up fresh
He's the DJ, he's Easylee
Give him a play, cause he cuts for the Three
The record is playing the crowd is moving
Pump up the bass in the place
Party people, no time to waste
No matter how fast you walk I am faster
Don't let me get
We're the fresh be-boys in Nike and Adidas
We're hotter than heaters and blowin up speakers
There's no half-steppers, we far from a fake, we make
Rap
(J'Von Kalonji Lil' Roc Lonnie be Mindbenda)
Yeah what?
Time for lyrical shanks to your gut
Death to wack MC's
First up is my nigga
fate...
Found myself...
Call it a better place...
Left behind the teflon, metal plates...
So fresh like a Rolex...
Bezel Face...>>
Now I made a pact...
Yeah
to fulfill
For those who appreciate those with skills
And fresh windmills, and graph that kills
What is a DJ without the scratch to build?
Without
Bro, mans gon' out the last three nights, yeah
And every time mans step out I go to the DJ
I got a bill for you if you can run K-Trap "Warm"
Bro,
around
I used to watch-a the DJ them a mash up the sound
????? ease up
Oh lord have mercy, oh lord have mercy
Oh lord have mercy, oh lord have
doesn't wanna be my Neighbor
Fuck it I hate hoarders
I hoard dvds of hoarders
Before I place orders
Of eight quarter
Bags of coke when I spray Corners
juice got me up all night shit
And in last year making that bite shit
Not an essay calling me Loc De Niro
Stunned with my hell day, Oaklezero
Fresh by
juice got me up all night shit
And in last year making that bite shit
Not an essay calling me Loc De Niro
Stunned with my hell day, Oaklezero
Fresh by
to fulfill
For those who appreciate those with skills
And fresh windmills, and graf that kills
What is a DJ without the scratch to build?
Without the elements,
le jus il y a du gin
Y'a du monde dans la place
Un DJ et deux platines !
Tout l'monde les bras
C'est un hold-up
Balancez-les de gauche à droite
Sans
In the place to be
DJ Jazzy Jeff and yours truly the Fresh Prince
Ay Jeff, do me a favor, give em just a lil touch of the bass
Not a lot, just a lil'
to a shot, never been valid
Just benefiting off of others, DJ Khaled
See these nigga's lack talent
No balance, just swag in place
Another John doe tryin'
flow
Really though
I'll open up my mind and take you places you can't go
I woulda been a catcher behind the plate but you can't throw
Cause you don't
of the match, I'm scorin'
I'm livin' my life with no regrets
I'm always ready to mash up the set (yeah)
All my life I've been smashin' the mic
I make the DJ
the DJ to play my shit
[CHORUS]
'Bout to roll up to this club
'Bout to step off in this club
'Bout to get bent in this club
'Bout to get wild in this club
not a whole lot you can do then
A-wop-bop-a-loo-bop-a-lop-bam-boom!
Next up what-up you got the whole damn crew
So I grabbed them by the wrist
Don Corleon
This is the remix
Our love is as strong as a lion
Soft as the cuts on you lying
Times we got hot like an iron
You and I you and l
Our
what.
To the DJ scratch, you met yo match
'Cause we're comin' out fresh with a brand new batch,
So takin' you off into the galaxy
Is Vicious, Vicious,
the ladies in the place, to my house we go
Freakin in the den just to make you move
Cause I'm Cowboy, and I got the groove
As DJ Flash, cuts so mean
That
the fuck up if your going to do what I did nigga
Plaqs all over the muthafuckin' place, movies
uthafuckin' houses every muthafuckin' where
You better hurry
about
I'm a fresh MC, who's on his way
To be an MC with the most to say
And to all those out there, that don't know me
I go by the name of D. M. C.
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