You'll end up interscope I'm jus trynna warner brother Still getting cheescake on these dummies Deal or no deal I got a briefcase full of money Jahlil on the beat, Will
stood beside me The fans love me, the louis v glasses hide me I do this baby this my life this is not a hobby I set the trends and watch these other
hype and you want to step with this Shay palays on the fade, slice it like a ninja Cut like a razor blade so fast Other DJ's say, "Damn" If my rhyme
[Puffy] Yes indeed once again For those who don't know What the sounds of the youngest DJ in charge Ron G I wanna say whassup to Mary And this that
my side, they call me Hip Hop Along Cassidy rap'n catasrophe, but only time will tell could we excel and rock bells like LL made me feel I was ill, music
get ill, cold fishin by the lake Take a brain off rappin, 'member what happened Listen reminisce and cold keep your foot tappin Darryl and Joe cause the DJ
man Don't worry bout what color I am Because I'll show you how ill, this man can act It could never be fiction cause it is all fact And if you get in my way, I will
it popping, let's go! Yo yo Tell your crew to be easy, niggaz run around With them fake frowns, sell 'em on eBay Get word to the DJ, tell 'em Staten
what I am sayin' You'll be happy like a faggot in jail, when Heavy is playin' No complainin' necessary, 'cause on the contrary Of bein' wack I will react, and others I will
because of this behaviour Then like a miracle two musical saviours One with a microphone, the other with tables Both of em ready, both willing and able
come correct All cuts are on time and rhymes connect Got the right to vote and will elect And other rappers can't stand us, but give us respect They called us ill
get ill, cold fishin' by the lake Take a brain off rappin', 'member what happened Listen reminisce and cold keep your foot tappin' Darryl and Joe 'cause the DJ
the back Screaming No Limit soldiers True to the gizzame, stopped in the projects Sold a half an ounce of cocaine Hit interstate ten, to Texas Listening to DJ
in the back screaming No Limit soldiers! True to the gizzame, stopped in the projects Sold a half an ounce of cocaine Hit interstate ten, to Texas Listening to DJ
some people make out Hip hop to be bad because of this behavior Then like a miracle two musical saviors One with a microphone, the other with tables Both up ready both willing
it up for a bit give em a little scratch make it funky fresh Cause you know you the dopest that ever did it man The worlds supreme dj dj jazzy jeff That
