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Lyrics
[Intro] Awwwwww! Clap for a motherfucker, Goddamn! This is what I like to see! Not that pussy ass 6 minutes and I'm done shit This some real shit! J-Red, you ready? Homeboy, you ready for this shit? Fuckin' scream! Give it up for my man J-Red! 3, 2, 1 Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha "Tryna step up?" "Haha! I got around" Ya, ya don't want none of this J-Red — "Man's sharp on the blade" "Battle skills!" "Rip through ya crew like hacksaws" Ye ye yeeeeee [Verse 1: Trem] When J-Red cuts, just pray to God he don't bust the fader Hands need bandagin' like heads on a Tusken Raider Custom made to blow spots when he crabs and flares Whether breakin' down a phrase or hackin' stabs and snares Peep the patterns and blends, he sends all rivals packin' The perfect DJ to compliment the finest rappin' Ever pressed to wax, so just check the facts Best two hands to connect with the decks and scratch [Hook: Various rap samples] "Tryna step up? Ya must be outta ya fuckin' mind!" "Even if I'm smoked out, I can't be scoped out!" "The man's sharp on the blade" "I got guts, plus cuts.." "With swift execution" [Verse 2: Brad Strut] Straight out the Keysey PJ's The way that he DJ's — phenomenal These days, an obstacle crushed quick The others are unfit to be claimin' they run shit Catch J-Red on the thumb flip Up fades and combo, back-forth The record's are hacksaw, and challenges plywood The dance floor's jam packed, he slams tracks with the ferocity Stand back and watch as the man attacks, honestly! [Hook: Various rap samples] "Ha-ha ha-ha-ha" "Tryna step up.." "Wind up bloody in a body bag!" "Picture the pain" "The man's sharp on the blade" "You wanna battle me? "I'm unstoppable! Astronomical! Fuckin' phenomenal!" [Verse 3: Bob Balans] An animal with his two steel handle tools J-Red slaughters you DJ's in battle duels Who's the man up here cuttin' with his hands severe? So in this tournament, go and pack ya gear! Inventive displays with Technics J-Red — check his record and turntable wreckage A presence on stage, he stretches a phrase Drops the needle, and people get hectic for days! [Big L sample] "Back up, back-back-back-back-back-back-back Back up a bit, gimmie some elbow space"
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Credits
- Writers
- Bob Balans
- Brad Strut
- Trem One