Lyrics:
gotta be too (hey now)
This one's for them girls that did me wrong
Now I get em by two (hey now)
Dj play this, this her favorite song
She leave wit me by
on feet of clay
You giants make the laws by breaking all the rules
As I move through the crowds of cripples, dwarves and fools
On feet of clay I make my way
tired of the same ole song doin the 2-step (2-step?)
Come on dog, I mean Mr. super DJ top 40
Play this underground shit and watch the girls get dirty (so
the scene
Won't leave no witnesses at all
If you ain't talking paper nigga
Please don't get involved
Catch a play like Randy Moss
I hit the scene & break em
wrong
All you other DJ's are a bunch of jerks
Marley give 'em an example how a DJ works
Verse 2
Since you just heard how a DJ sound
The name
{Yella Talkin'}
My dog gonna be home with a story to tell
Ya see, y'all know what I'm talkin' bout
{Yella Boy}
Me rat a tat, tat tat tat, on you dog
of steel is Kenny Parker
As we say he can't get no darker
All about action not a fast talker
All the whick whack sucker DJ's
Gotta try much harder
ain't shit
'Cause I'm a playa motherfucker named DJ Quik
Yo, maybe it's the way, I hold my dick
That makes all the girlies want to ride my tip
But
I got 'em in awe, my aura's Jordan like
What's really poppin? Who diddy-boppin?
You wasn't really, now you all Common and really conscious
I ain't
collecting in my ashtray
Got me rockin’ to the beat harder than clay
Ball on these niggas even though I receive no credit
I got no assists to let em tell it
to get this money on church today
No telling what i'll do today on me
Feeling like I'm
Cassius clay
How I bob em, weave em
Everyday
Big cat and I'm
, they hind em, they hind em
Them Feds find em, they find em, they find em
Don’t get surprised with a letter in the mail
They got him by
the vision
It's a long way out, but I know I gotta get it
We all nits till our minds gone
All walk with feet of clay
Till the day when our minds lost
I'll walk
and shake to my musical plot
My treacherous beats make your ears respond
And not another DJ rocks this type of beat
Most Russians will know just by looking
Slow down the rap but not the subject matter
All you sucker DJ's will scatter
Cut-Crea-tor will employ techniques that will absorb toy boy
The real
legion by myself
The clay pot still needs the potters house
I need your help oh Lord, I need your help
Why is my bible still sitting on the shelf
I cant
creation
Welcome aboard my spaceship
Where words become the clay and
Sculptures of sound I make 'em
Masterpieces
This my master thesis
One of my baddest
fuck 'em (Ls, let's get it)
Niggas snakes (Ls), niggas jakes (Ls), I can't trust them (Ls)
Let's get it
(DJ Pharris)
Niggas know I keep it real
fuck 'em (Ls, let's get it)
Niggas snakes (Ls), niggas jakes (Ls), I can't trust them (Ls)
Let's get it
(DJ Pharris)
Niggas know I keep it real
the
Oven and bake ‘em up
Domingo he live by the gun
You don’t cooperate, we cut off your tongue
He don’t understand what the fuck going on
How the fuck these
live in California, drive a drop top
Roll by the beach, look at the freaks
jump in my car, I do it every week
DJ's who know call me Mister Short
All
scenes
So I advise you not to fuck wit' 'em
G-O-R-R-I-double-L-E
It's levels to this shit like my nigga Meek say
DJ Khaled, look
I said all these
Artist: DJ Envy f/ Jay-Z
Album: Blok Party Vol. 1
Song: H.O.V.A.
Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash
[Jay-Z] + (DJ Envy)
Yo uh, dim
running away with the game
It's 'cause I am, don't speculate, spectate
All I got is d- for days and insults for decades
But I get by my wicked ways, lady
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