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Christopher Edward Martin (born March 21, 1966), better known by his stage name DJ Premier (also known as Preem, Premo, or Primo for short), is an American record producer and DJ, and was the instrumental half of the hip hop duo Gang Starr, together with emcee Guru. Born in Houston and raised in Prairie View, Texas, he has lived in Brooklyn, New York, for much of his professional career. Rolling Stone identified Premier as arguably Hip-Hop's greatest producer of all time. more »

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Ooh, la la, ah, oui oui
Ooh, la la, ah, oui oui
Ooh, la la, ah, oui oui
Ooh, la la

Yeah, ah, ooh, la la, it's Young Mula la
My lil dude ra ra boom boom kumbaya
Vroom vroom zoom by ya
Me and all me goon brada
Mario brother shroom power make me doom doom da da
This bullshit daughter caught her bullshit pronto
She like sushi and opera but her coochie aqua
What's a goon to a goblin? What's a shooter to a shotta?
I can boom shakalaka your medulla oblongata
Kill a mic like El-P and Killer Mike, searing light
DJ Premier, it's my world premiere tonight, feeling right
Hair trigger softer than a pillow fight
No computer but this Mac got more shots than gigabytes
Bigger teeth, bigger bite, bigger holes in the wall
Money tall, ego small, blunt is long as a log
Mask is off, nothin' to lose, classy guards, send school
Run up a check and run your mouth
We run you down
Run The Jewels
Lil Tune (Tune)

Ooh, la la, ah, oui oui (ayy)
Ooh, la la, ah, oui oui (ah, oui oui)
Ooh, la la, ah, oui oui
Ooh, la la, ah, oui oui (mon cheri, mon cheri)
Ooh, la la, ah, oui oui
Ooh, la la, ah, oui oui
Ooh, la la, ah, oui oui
Ooh, la la

Lookin' for M's like I lost a friend
Jump out of my bed like, "Where the bread?"
You gon' hold the egg, waiter bring the check
When we talk, we Kalashnikov, keep us in your thoughts
Fully dressed at the crack of dawn, weapons letting off
I can hear them from the block, see them creeping through the fog
Season's greetings, now feeding season can start, oh my God
Look alive, lookin' like I live life on a crooked line
Doin' fine, you want maximum stupid, I am the guy

First of all, f*ck the fuckin' law, we is fuckin' raw
Steak tartare, oysters on the half-shell, sushi bar
Life a bitch and the pussy fish, still fucked her raw
I'm a dog, I'm a dirty dog, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
Ol' Dirty Bastard, go in your jaw, shimmy shimmy ya
Got the semi in the hemi, goin' "Gimme, gimme, y'all"
Pugilistic, my linguistics are Jeru the Damaja
And I rap it pornographic, bitch, set up the camera

Ooh, la la, ah, oui oui
Ooh, la la, ah, oui oui
Ooh, la la, ah, oui oui (I need a bottle of Moet, ho, come on)
Ooh, la la (garcon)

You covet disruption, I got you covered, I'm bussin' (bussin')
My brother's a runner, he's crushin', it's no discussion ('scussion)
I used to be munchkin, I wasn't 'posed to be nothin' (nothin')
Y'all fuckers corrupted and up to somethin' disgusting
My pockets are plumper this season, I love to cuff 'em
I'm afraid of nothin' but nothingness, ain't it something?
Warmongers are dumpin', they'll point and click at your pumpkin (look out)
Your suffering is scrumptious, they'll put your kids in the oven

F*ck a king or queen and all of they loyal subjects
I pull my penis out and I piss on they shoes in public
People, we the pirates, the pride of this great republic
No matter what you order, muh'fucker, we what you're stuck with (sorry)
I used to love Bruce, but livin' my vida loca
Helped me understand I'm probably more of a Joker
When we usher in chaos, just know that we did it smiling
Cannibals on this island, inmates run the asylum

Ooh, la la, ah, oui oui (ayy)
Ooh, la la, ah, oui oui (ayy)
Ooh, la la, ah, oui oui (ayy)
Ooh, la la (DJ Premier)

Ooh, la la
Ooh, la-, la, la
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, la la, ah, oui oui
Ooh, la, la, la, la, la
Ah, oui, ah, oui, ah
Ah, ah, oui, oui

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