| Forget ones and twos—this DJ’s on the three, fours
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| With cuts flyer than them young riders from g-force
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| Me and him’s on stage, you will see blades
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| And ricochets—praise from C-Rayz
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| The second element in the jam straight killing this
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| And speaks with his hand like ventriloquist
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| Ain’t no time to be riffing and telling him stuff
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| When the needles are constructed of elephants tusks
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| If you knew chickenpox need scratches for cure
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| These miraculous techniques will leave you sure
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| Put the wax on like those defiant kids
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| Who take wax off, but they’ll den you when the lion spins
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| No denying it. |
| Flying guillotines slicing shit
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| Plus the art of noise is a scientist (Well)
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| If you flow on me, back it up for words coming out your mouth, son
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| Besides, you ain’t a real MC without one (One, one)
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| Take your show from great to spectacular
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| Beats get broke in slow-motion, scratch you jackers up
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| Don’t get vexed. |
| Get your best tat, fade to black
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| While JS-1 lacerates the track
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| Original underground sound, 360 nutritious
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| Knock you off the top spot like
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| We got snitches on the ceiling—the club be sewed up
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| So be the next hero and catch a fresh cold cut
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| «Cut like a guillotine» — Big Daddy Kane’s «Put Your Weight on It»
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| «So swift, naked eye cut couldn’t record the speed» — GZA on Muggs ft.
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| GZA and RZA’s «Third World»
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| «And my basement’s an arrangement of different torture devices» — Pharoahe
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| Monch on Street Smartz ft. O.C. |
| and Pharoahe Monch’s «Metal Thangz»
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| «Flying guillotines slicing shit» — C-Rayz Walz on DJ JS-1 ft. Akrobatik,
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| Breez Evahflowin', C-Rayz Walz, and React’s «Flying Guillotines»
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| While other DJs try to beef up using steroids and creatine
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| JS-1 use the 12 inch like flying guillotines
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| Watch his hands grow just like Apache Chief
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| When he smack this shit like anyone in disbelief
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| In the DJ Hall of Justice, leave his name engraved
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| JS-1 is like Batman cutting in his cave
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| Kind of like Magneto with the ill power surge
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| Reminds you of Aquaman ‘cause his thoughts submerge
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| Similar to Superman flying out of the booth
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| Or Wonder Woman’s magic lasso ‘cause his cuts are the truth
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| When we rip tonight, nothing’s stopping us—not even kryptonite
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| You know me by name—it's given to me ‘cause I flip it right
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| I’m Akrobatik. |
| Catch me with C-Rayz
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| Still exploding in these post-Detonator days
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| We devastate, amaze, impress, and enlighten
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| JS-1 bring you the force of ten titans
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| That’s why you see me here with my pen, writing
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| ‘Bout this DJ that’s exciting and about to go off
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| Crossfade like a blade going back and forth
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| Anything that’s on the slipmat, he rips that. |
| I’m off, yo
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| «Cut like a guillotine» — Big Daddy Kane’s «Put Your Weight on It»
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| «So swift, naked eye cut couldn’t record the speed» — GZA on Muggs ft.
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| GZA and RZA’s «Third World»
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| «And my basement’s an arrangement of different torture devices» — Pharoahe
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| Monch on Street Smartz ft. O.C. |
| and Pharoahe Monch’s «Metal Thangz»
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| «Flying guillotines slicing shit» — C-Rayz Walz on DJ JS-1 ft. Akrobatik,
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| Breez Evahflowin', C-Rayz Walz, and React’s «Flying Guillotines»
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| OK, «J» for the way you get jigged up. |
| The jig’s up
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| «S» is for the scratch on the big cuts. |
| The kid ‘nough
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| Heads respect—number one DJ is him
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| Now let the spins begin
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| Ladies on hand. |
| Don’t get jealous
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| If the DJ puts his 12 inches on twins
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| Then tickles around the nipples, freaking the style
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| ‘Til they wile out and make sounds official
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| For real, on the low, though
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| JS is a pimp, putting motherfucking wheels on the whole strobe
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| For green like a dutch, stepping open and shut
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| Closing shop after opening up
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| Your formula ain’t potent enough
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| Hip hop’s like drugs in my veins—who doper than us?
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| JS-1, Breez Evahflowin'
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| Never slowing up—props'll keep growing
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| What?
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| «Cut like a guillotine» — Big Daddy Kane’s «Put Your Weight on It»
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| «So swift, naked eye cut couldn’t record the speed» — GZA on Muggs ft.
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| GZA and RZA’s «Third World»
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| «And my basement’s an arrangement of different torture devices» — Pharoahe
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| Monch on Street Smartz ft. O.C. |
| and Pharoahe Monch’s «Metal Thangz»
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| «Flying guillotines slicing shit» — C-Rayz Walz on DJ JS-1 ft. Akrobatik, |
| Breez Evahflowin', C-Rayz Walz, and React’s «Flying Guillotines»
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| We got flying guillotines, technique torture racks
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| You might think the kid was rich ‘cause he got so much scratch
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| React on the mic—kid, acknowledge the facts
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| We bringing back that old New York rap
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| ‘Cause «Nowadayz,» so many DJs are so wack
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| But JS is old school—consider him a throwback
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| Like a Boston jersey with McHale on the back
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| Or them square-shaped, black and yellow Pittsburg Pirate hats
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| Make a beat so hot, you’ll be like, «Where the fire at?»
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| With cuts so sharp, it might leave your tire flat
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| And he can’t be defeated, so no need in trying that
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| But if you want to cop the album, I’ll tell you where to buy it at
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| Matter of fact, tell your friends by the rack
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| That I might snatch your copies and make you buy ‘em back
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| ‘Cause you ain’t seen shit this dope since crack
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| Was first left in them vials with them little, red caps
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| Whoever said that the turntable is not an instrument
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| Has never seen JS-1 get into it
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| So check out the master as he cuts these jams
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| And razor-sharp talons emerge from his hands
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| He pull another break up out the milk crates
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| And make it rotate on the 12 inch plate
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| So stop all that yelling on your tapes, go practice
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| You don’t know his name? |
| You don’t know jack shit
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| «Cut like a guillotine» — Big Daddy Kane’s «Put Your Weight on It»
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| «So swift, naked eye cut couldn’t record the speed» — GZA on Muggs ft.
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| GZA and RZA’s «Third World»
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| «And my basement’s an arrangement of different torture devices» — Pharoahe
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| Monch on Street Smartz ft. O.C. |
| and Pharoahe Monch’s «Metal Thangz»
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| «Flying guillotines slicing shit» — C-Rayz Walz on DJ JS-1 ft. Akrobatik,
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| Breez Evahflowin', C-Rayz Walz, and React’s «Flying Guillotines»
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| «Oh» —
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| Original underground
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| Where the thunder’s found
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| Breaking the noise
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| Original styles, DJs and b-boys
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| Markers and mics
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| C-Rayz Walz, I’ll start the light
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| Instruct the flight |