I Shot The DJ

Lyrics

[Intro] "Yo, right here your non-stop party block! I'm your host, DJ-" *Gunshots* [Verse 1: Lavel] Who the fuck ain't bumpin' the Villainz, you gotta die On the club and the radio, we 'bout to ride On you fake ass DJ's who wanna hate Mr. Club get your tables, I grab the crates We shot the whole mother fuckin' party up Tryin to hit the DJ, but we kinda drunk But we the hardest, and y'all scared like a bitch Every minute, every hour, play the same old shit You betta bump this shit, hey, fuck that dance Bullets make you lean back, and shit in your pants Pop music? How about shot music? Get a real DJ before I loose it Soopa Villain Radio everyday What the fuck did he say? And what he gon 'play? No fuck that! (Fuck that!) We gotta burn this bitch down Dead DJ's bleedin' all over the ground [Chorus: Shaggy 2 Dope & Violent J] I shot the DJ! (Bang bang, bang bang) Everyone seen me! I shot the DJ! (Bang bang, bang bang) And I'ma 44 the top forty! I shot the DJ! (Bang bang, bang bang) Everyone seen me! I shot the DJ! (Bang bang, bang bang) And I'ma 44 the top forty! [Verse 2: Violent J & Shaggy 2 Dope] So Much blood on the tables, they won't work anymore They try to sell 'em to the pawn store Another dead DJ shot in the club Before the killer ran off, he cut his hands off Hot Jams 103, DJ found dead They took a record crate and smashed his head Into a goulash, and then they disappeared Sound like the Soopa Villainz was there! In a fleet of limousines, It's Mr. Diamond Here to poison the world and commercial rhymin' Shot twenty-five DJ's in two days I bloody Diamond cut bullets, in my murder rampage Mr. Club scratches and cuts DJ's necks open They run off, bloody and chokin' Then I blast a hole in they back, big as a basketball Then turn around and blast they jaws [Chorus: Shaggy 2 Dope & Violent J] I shot the DJ! (Bang bang, bang bang) Everyone seen me! I shot the DJ! (Bang bang, bang bang) And I'ma 44 the top forty! I shot the DJ! (Bang bang, bang bang) Everyone seen me! I shot the DJ! (Bang bang, bang bang) And I'ma 44 the top forty! [Verse 3: Esham] Time for a killin', The DJ ain't play no Soopa Villainz So I'm about to hurt his mother fuckin' feelin's Gay bashin', party crash in gangsta fashion I didn't like what he was playin, so I blast 'em Party over here, it's a body over there On the wheels of steel, blood's everywhere Say what? Who's that Mr. Club? Mr. Spade snuck into the party with a snub As I commence, to cause a lot of casualties All radio DJ personalities Home of hip hop and R and B Home invasion Fuck that, I'm blowin' up the radio station Fully automatic til they play nothin' but static Flashback, every time you see a turntable, panic Fuck that, play my new shit, the crew shit, the true shit Or get you brains blew, bitch [Chorus: Shaggy 2 Dope & Violent J] I shot the DJ! (Bang bang, bang bang) Everyone seen me! I shot the DJ! (Bang bang, bang bang) And I'ma 44 the top forty! I shot the DJ! (Bang bang, bang bang) Everyone seen me! I shot the DJ! (Bang bang, bang bang) And I'ma 44 the top forty! [Outro: Shaggy 2 Dope & Violent J] (Bang bang, bang bang) Everyone seen me! (Bang bang, bang bang) And I'ma 44 the top forty! (Bang bang, bang bang) Everyone seen me! (Bang bang, bang bang) And I'ma 44 the top forty! [Skit] "Don't look in the light!" "Ha ha ha! Yes!" "It's Mr. Diamond!"