Scratch On Galaxy

[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)