Damn That DJ (The Wizard M.E.)

[Intro]
(“The Wizard…The Wizard…The Wizard…The Wizard”)

[Verse 1]
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”)

[Scratching]
(“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…”)

[Verse 2]
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”)

[Verse 3]
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

[Scratching]
(“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”)