The Piece Maker - Tony Touch, Gang Starr

--The incredible… DJ--

--The tables turn--

--relay that one time--

--OK, Tony Touch--

--is so tremendous--

--Tony touch--

Yo i be da mic smoka

Puff dro with Tony Toca

He be the beat maker

The master peice maker

Makin masterpieces, timeless works of art

Some of ya’ll might be affraid of what lurks in the dark

So by the wave of his hand and by the flick of his wrist

Tone brings things to light at the flip of a switch

Well respected, well connected From Bushwick to Vegas

B-Boy fanatic, dramatic on the cross feeders

All my people that love that real shit

The got love for Tone cause he make em feel shit

Other DJs like to steal shit

But when we see em They be frontin like it’s love, no it Damn well they want to be him

Tie you and hear me in style (??)

That why we givin him style

It be the piece maker, i’m the jewel of the wild

Gang to the Starr

Hold ya glock steady

Word to Rocksteady

Betta get ya blocks ready

Who sleepin on the crow

Creepin on the low

T-O-N to the Y Fuck with us and watch your fam die

Damn I, know you want another CD of that

Hardcore rap shit, we got a degree in that

I majored in lacin fiends, chasin greens and stayin clean

Knowin what it’s like to be strugglin and creating dreams

Poof, something arises, outta nothing

and surprises all you all you weak minded, sideways suckas

You can’t deny it, it’s like doing a bid and not learning jack shit

Where my old Tony Touch take, and ask me what was that shit

Niggaz got the shit backwards, it’s drastic

Will the dollar move, or will we rely on plastic

Throw that shit, we’re gonna rely on the vinyl

Final decisions and mad revisions for all rivals

I will, always be the brother you can relate ta Guru, Premier, and my man Tone the Piece Maker