Scratch On Galaxy

Lyrics

[Intro: Dr. Jeckyll & Mr. Hyde, Scratch On Galaxy] Suit and tie, superfly, Dr. Jeckyll and Mr. Hyde Hold it I'm Scratch On Galaxy in this is my record (hit it) [Chorus: Dr. Jeckyll & Mr. Hyde] Do you want him? 'Cause we got him Do you want him? 'Cause we got him Do you want him? 'Cause we got him Do you want him? 'Cause we got him [Verse 1: Dr. Jeckyll & Mr. Hyde] Do you want to see him do his tricks? Do you want to see him slip on the mix? Do you want to see him cut so fast Clear as glass He'll rock your monkey ass Busy as a bee When he's cutting it up for you and me 'Cause he's a mix magician Otherwise known as Scratch on Galaxy [Scratch break] Ha, h a Cut it up, cut it up, c'mon Ah yeah, that boy is fresh Let me tell you somethin' right here Now... [Verse 2: Dr. Jeckyll & Mr. Hyde] When Galaxy was born his parents prayed That he'd grow up to be a DJ They put him in an incubator He was learnin' how to mix two hours later And when it was time for school to start He was learnin' how to read the record chart He skipped from the first to the neck breaker He'd cut so clean like a razor blade So mean, so keen, he's so precise He's the cold crush rocker of the disco slice Now we're going to give you a demonstration Of how we shock the entire nation So listen to us will tell you what to do Young ladies, you can follow too We dare the other DJs to try this scratch 'Cause we guarantee that they can't match The mixes of Galaxy So Scratch On or scratch for me [Scratch break] Scratch a new Galaxy M-m-m-m-my man Scratch a new Galaxy M-m-m-m-my man Scratch a new Galaxy M-m-m-m-my man Scratch a new Galaxy Faster, faster, faster M-m-m-m-my man Scratch On Galaxy, he's my idol Ahhh, scratch it Cuba, Cuba For you sucker DJs [Chorus: Dr. Jeckyll & Mr. Hyde] Do you want him? 'Cause we got him Do you want him? 'Cause we got him Do you want him? 'Cause we got him Do you want him? 'Cause we got him [Verse 3: Mr. Hyde] I was sitting in my house all alone When I got a call on my cordless phone It was Marcus Welby the doctor man He said "I need you Mr. Hyde as fast as you can" So I jumped in the car and set off ridin' I got in the hospital in the nick of time I said "Marcus Welby, you're shakin' like a leaf What could possibly, be your beef He looked at me and shook his head And said "Galaxy is almost dead" So I went in the room and I saw this man His face was pale, as white as sand He said "The only one can help me is Jekyll and Hyde" We said we don't know but we'll surely try So we took out a potion and mixed it up And then we put it in a special cup I said you drink this up and you take this pill And then you lie perfectly still But the man got up and gave the nurse a kiss And now Galaxy can scratch like this [Scratch break] He's def He's def Ha ha, that's right He's def Scratch On Galaxy, you're my idol He's def He's def [Verse 4: Dr. Jeckyll] Well with the toss of the dice he'll begin to slice And if you cut the beat wrong he'll cut the beat right That's right I'm talkin' about expertise The man that's going down in history A first round choice a MVP The man you've all been waiting to see A Triple Crown winner, the rookie of the year The DJ that you want to hear In a minute Scratch On's going to cut the beat So why don'tcha pop your fingers and stomp your feet And as you feel the groove you start to move And then Galaxy will cut the beat real smooth 'Cause he's quick, he's slick and and at the second click Guarantee he'll cut the beat on the disco mixer He's superfly, he wears suits and ties And he's down with Dr. Jeckyll and Mr. Hyde [Outro: Dr. Jeckyll & Mr. Hyde] Yo, you know what? I was crazy fly Yeah you were, but you know somethin' Dr. Jeckyll? I was cold crushin' But you know something? Our DJ Galaxy that kid is stupid def Yo yo, don't tell him that or you know what he's gonna want? What? A raise And yo, this is the Dr. Jecklyll and Mr. Hyde show You know it homeboy And we got to get paid (paid, paid, paid, paid)