Damn That DJ (The Wizard M.E.) - Kid 'N Play

The bassline thumpin', pumpin' your brain cells

Kid ‘N Play are here to tell

That we’re waxin'—speaking of wax

Who’s behind the set cold taxin'?

Well, I’ll let you know who makes the fader flow

With a flick of his wrist we’re ready to go

On the radio, stereo, mono

Don’t try to front the move ‘cause I know

We can keep you step like a step show

Make you holler, scream, and say «Ho»

And if you didn’t say «ho,» well, then we were slippin'

You seen him cut at our show, you started tippin'

Yeah, it’s the Wizard on display for sure

And he’s («part of a Kid ‘N Play adventure»)

(«Part of a Kid ‘N Play adventure»)

(«Part of a Kid ‘N Play adventure»)

(«Part of a Kid ‘N Play adventure»)

(«Goddamn that DJ… damn, damn, damn that DJ»)

(«Goddamn that DJ… damn, damn, damn that DJ»)

(«Goddamn that DJ…»)

Yeah, that’s the Wizard M. E

He cuts it up enough to make the record bleed

Seek to beast the technique as we speak

It’s no easy feat if you wanna beat the teach

Man for man, hand to hand, call him the Grand

Cuttin' the beats like nobody can

So called DJ’s, you wanna cut and compete?

But when it comes to W-I-Z, they’re obsolete

Third man of a four-man band

He entertains your brain with the use of his hands

He’s intellect on the set, make you give him respect

He’s gonna jet on a high-tech tip in a sec

You’re the tipper, we’re gonna rip a

Hole in this roof for proof that he’s hyper

Like a sniper, hit after hit, making the cut stick

To your brain, not playin', just groove to this

The beat is live, troop, so don’t front on it

The beat is live, troop, so don’t front on it

(«The Wizard… The Wizard… The Wizard»)

On the cut, boy, startin' a panic

We’re Kid ‘N Play, doing dynamic

He’s the rhyme blaster—yeah, and I’ma blast right

I made you laugh, I told you about «Last Night»

Undercover, didn’t know it was the K-I-D

(«I'm wit' it») Yeah, that was me

It’s the P-L-A-Y, just here to say «Hi»

Without further delay, I ask «May I

Bust a miracle on the lyrical skyway?»

Make every guy say, «Do This My Way»

Save your ego trippin'—Wiz ain’t going out like that

He’s never met his match, so this cat could scratch

(«Get retarded… get retarded… get retarded»)

(«Goddamn that DJ… damn that DJ»)

(«Goddamn that DJ… damn that DJ») («The Wizard»)

(«Damn that DJ… damn that DJ») («The Wizard»)

(«Damn that DJ… damn that DJ») («The Wizard»)

(«Goddamn that DJ… goddamn that DJ») («The Wizard»)

(«Goddamn that DJ… goddamn that DJ») («The Wizard»)