Lyrics:
Oh mother, say a prayer for me
Jesse's back in town, it won't be easy
Don't let him near me
Don't let him touch me
Don't let him please me
Oh mother, say a prayer for me
Jesse's back in town, it won't be easy
Don't let him near me
Don't let him touch me
Don't let him please me
you like embarrassment
He's Bionic! Yes! He's Bionic! So fresh!
Repeat
Acquired the skill that you must learn
To become a DJ Doctor, not a grad intern
fuckers
Put your mother fucking hands in the mother fucking air
I love to swear Yeah
Uh this ones going out to all of you blud
A-Town is my town
I had
Slow down on Monday
Not a sound on Wednesday, yeah
Might get loud (ayy) on Friday
But on Saturday, Saturday, Saturday
We paint the town
Lose
to step with this
DJ plays on the fade, slice it like a ninja
Cut like a razor blade so fast
Other DJ's say, "Damn"
If my rhyme was a drug
I'd sell it by
Sheriff in town sheriff in now
You can call me
I'll be right on the case
Don't be fooled by the look on your face
You can call me
You gon' take it too far
own shit, cause Rice is the truth
Extra manage loose, V-Town, Lil Bruce
Big DJ Goose from 72nd put me on
Now everybody and Cali want Rice on the track
slice it like a ninja
Cut like a razor blade so fast
Other DJ's say, "Damn"
If my rhyme was a drug
I'd sell it by the gram
Keep my composure when
Gimme the rhythm I'll flow, I'm the brother who steals the show
Can't nobody stop when I get into my zone
Keep it fresh all day got one thing to say
DJ
an abusive pops
(chorus)
(Dj Clue)
DJ Clue, Fabolous
Fresh out York Star
Concords
Bronx entertainment
D-O-S
A-T-L
Y'all gon wonder how we did it
Crop, crop again
You know back on the hip hop?s DJ
Lot of people talk with their game with their mouth
Dangerous people to hang with
that's
DJ Pimp, you really hooked it up on this one, man
You're the mack
When you hear the sound
All the bodies hit the ground
By the pound across town
When
forget what goes up gotta come down
(DJ Paul)
But all that's go change
1997 Prophet Posse
You know what I'm sayin
Loved by few,hated by many
We in
drown sorrow in that Diablo
Me found bravery in my bravado
DJ's need to listen to the model's
You ain't got no fuckin' Yeezy in your Serato?
(You
deny
Twelve steps to recovery, or else you die)
Yeah, this is for you and I
Fly, pelican, fly
Fuck trying to get by
Or we can put that bullshit
wat pomp
Wat pomp?
Uuh (Hosss)
2009 (Yo)
Die fokken Antwoord (Fresh futuristig)
Yo
Dj Hitek (Duidelik)
Yo-landi Visser (Some fucking fancy shit)
Uuh
Jy
Bronx River, rolling thick
With Kool DJ Red Alert and Chuck Chillout on the mix
When Afrika Islam was rocking the jams
And on the other side of town
gonna be alright
She's fresh
She's fresh
Conversation is going 'round
People talking 'bout the girl who's come to town
Lovely lady, pretty as can
Surrounded by calamity
Smothered in hurt
Smothered in hurt
To alleviate the pain you puff trees on the daily
You think fresh trees I'll help you from going
shake
Expectin' nothin' but a little bit of radio play
Gettin' diced on 1 and 2's by the best DJ's, hey
Time was kinda tight but still I dotted
i really care about
I don't need you lames to tell me how
I AM FRESH, FRESH, FRESH, FRESH, FRESH
Shades on, blue tints, braids gone
This my new shit,
I been away for a while as you all know
Now I'm back on the mic doggin' the show
So you listen to my style, whaddaya say?
(We never heard a DJ rap
Oh, oh, oh DJ Khaled!
Konvict Music
We the best (yeah) we takin' over, listen!
Aye, aye started in Atlanta, then I spread out wit' it
South
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