Yeah, man, all I'm sayin' is

Just play the music, play all of the music, man

We gotta keep some balance in the game

You know?

Let it play, man, for real

Uh-huh, Big Shug, Primo

You know the deal

Just play these records, man, all of 'em

DJ's, all around the world

This year, I'm not fuckin' with coward cats

Who hide behind they raps and flashy Cadillacs

Scared of the battle raps and semi-auto gats

But wanna push wack rhymes from artificial cats

That wanna feel the Purple Haze and spots where cattle graze

Swimmin' pool with dime chicks, spendin' happy days

With all my **** blaze, honey dips gets glazed

And I'm paid a hundred grand when I hit the stage

This is not a phase, it's a real, ****'s wage

And I'ma make sure I get it before I'm back in the cage

I promise to shoot and blaze, till my dyin' days

Till DJ's stand, and my music's played

Any beef with me will end in castastrophe

I'm winnin' while you losin', that's how it just has to be

From the vinyl, to the CDJ

Give the fans a chance to hear the fly shit I say

Play the record or get smacked clean

With anotha bangin' joint from Big Shug and DJ Preem

(Play it) play it (play it) play it (play it) play it (play it) play it

(play it) play it (play it) play it (Play it)

Let the music play, hey

(You know we get down)

Let the music play, hey

(On the microphone)

Let the music play, hey

(Rhymes flowin' like water)

Let the music play (Hip Hop), every day

Let the music play, hey

(You know we get down)

(The record is massive evidence, of the flexibility and toughness, of the principles you profess)

I do it all to show my skills from pushin' daffodils

I be on the rooftops, accurate for the kill

From old school to new school dudes, I set the tone

I'm a vocal, crush and do other things, to your bones

When I face my enemies, I creep like a centipede

Smoke that angel weed while I'm spittin' that 16

The game's been a hunch, referee true and lunch

Spit the hottest fire, and always pack a punch

Play the record or get your station smothered

Or get your head popped off like Saddam Hussein's brother

Play it (play it) play it (play it) play it (play it) play it (play it) play

It (Play it, play it, play it)

Let the music play, hey

(You know we get down)

Let the music play, hey

(On the microphone)

Let the music play, hey

(Rhymes flowin' like water)

Let the music play (Hip Hop), every day

Let the music play

All I'm sayin' DJ's, around the world, let the music play, man

All the music ain't got to sound the same

This is Big Shug, DJ Primo, what could be better?

Let that music play, man, for real

Street Champ, I'm gone