Puttin On The Hits

[Verse 1: Latee]
Outside the crowd friskin' trying to get a foot in
And in the booth we're put-put-puttin' on a hit
My voice will feel right 'cause I'm about to get all into it
And I'ma do it quick as the signal, cooler than an igloo
And I'ma stand there, dressed in the big blue
Sweatsuit, I'm here to recruit, ya better dance
'Cause I just might shoot ya
With rhymes and not bullets, DJ Mark pull it
Back but don't lack, just let 'em see the [?]
Then if you're paid, then take it as a memento
Some are fun but it ain't that simple
Pause for example when I rock the mic
Yo, this is what it'll sound like
If each one'll teach one every man a lesson
Me, the MC that'll add just one
Word to describe the brothers that tried
Lie or should I let that slide
Well I'ma tell you 'cause it's kinda hard to keep a secret
[?] weep with
The folks who don't like it, hurry up quick
Bet ya change ya mind 'cause I'm nothin' to mess with
Seek it and you shall find
That I'm designed to provide the poetic incline
Rappers that pretend, then I'ma step in
And then all the wack bullcrap will end
So get down to the funky sound
DJ Mark get on the mic ya got the DJ crowd

[Verse 2: DJ Mark The 45 King]
I'm not tryna be rude, I'm not trying to diss one
I know you wanna rock to a beat like this one
Or the next one, my mirror deflects ya
Make the girls of the world wanna give me affection
Vocal arranger, they get changed, I
Act like you don't know me, treat me like a stranger
A matter of fact ya act instead of react
Wanna hear it again, I use jack, I spit it back
One time, or maybe two
Never mind, this is what I'm gonna do
Teach ya MCs a lesson, I'm not fessin'
Keep ya guessin' umm I stay fresh and
Never stale, let alone me fail
I'ma winna, and-a record spinna
Part time rappers MCs beware
Do the industry a favor find another career
'Cause I'm better than half of you
I might share a rap or two
Don't challenge me because they all gonna laugh at you
My mic is a sword, I hope you on the call
I'll blow up, praise the Lord, here's a beats but don't applaud
Rock, rock, y'all and ya don't ya dare stop
You don't ya dare stop the body rock
'Cause I'm a new gun maker, promise breaker
Dominoes standin', aeroplane landin'
Backgammon winnin', 45 spinnin'
Sunday prayer, the rhyme sayer
The new sure shot that everybody got
New sure shot on your record playa
If I was an artist I'd be Picasso
With a paintbrush, but I'm not so
Play it back but what I can rap
I got ten years experience under my cap
So get on the [?] on a rock shock to stay on the
Laid back, stay back if ya really want it
I jump aside, I jump aside
I jump aside, party people jump on it!

[Outro]
Yo this goin' out to my man Ramsey D
And the rest of the Ram Enterprise posse in effect