when somethin bothers me You mothafuckers better give it up for R.O.C You mothafuckers better give it up for A.M.B DJ Clay mixtapes, gettin paid and
want the drama it can be they way but they don't really wanna see the ninay spary Let em all bleed it can be they day fuckin up with tech n9ne and dj clay
low My boy King B was bringin' 3 mo Come one come all if you can hang But you gotta move somethin' to do the damn thing Clay D got the bottle and i got
Bombe su di voi come a belgrado per m dj ganci di rap di jap come cassius clay non ci fermi sono troppe le cartelle avversari cadono ai miei piedi come
vous manger The party people scream, "oui oui, c'est vrai" 'Cause I got a remote for my bidet Now A-D-R-O-C-K Iuse the microphone like Picasso used clay
[DJ Clay] Juggalos and juggalettes it makes me proud to announce from the south of hell boondox [Hook X2] Who gon catch me when I'm falling down into
bassed up the hoochie If you sample George Clint', you praise crazed Bootsy or the J.R., Texas kids with the hee-haw And the DJ kids cut {*scratch*}
(feat. DJ Premier) [Chorus:] It's only right that I address this. Gotta be in it to win it. I never come lame type chillin in the game. Now get busy
[DJ Mighty Mi scratching] 2001 Eastern Conference All-Stars "EC..Wack classics..EC.." 2001 Eastern Conference All-Stars "EC..Wack classics..EC.." 2001
put it to a rest I fot the Henny on ice I'm nice prolific type lyricist [Hook] [Verse 3:] Lyrics are gold plus steel for the raw deal Feel MC's and DJ
(feat. Gravediggaz) [Intro: Frukwan] DJ Honda come at you ("Untouchable") In the blaze whirlwind of fire, at your desire At your dispense, you, to whip
, what what "Big Black, high tech shit like radar systems" Uh, uh uh uh, how we do "Rep the Rosevelt Island" One two, uh yeah uh DJ Honda, AMV "Big Black
Big Pokey, G-R-A-C-E Your Boy Al-D, P-A-T C-Note and Willean, and them boys from Botany You brought in Big Moe, my nigga Z-Ro Mike D and Clay-Do, Lil'
and ya know we put it down We got our mind on our money, money on our mind Finger on our trigga nigga, hand on our nine [DJ Screw] I gotta thinkin'
know It's over now Cuz I got another love Oh Chuck D'joy Donell Jones Baby Caesar Bad Tip the bone Kenny, please us Oh, oh, watch how we do this ya'all DJ
non c'e pace Mentre il giorno adre la notte parte Brucia le tue porte io nulla di grave [Esa] Vuoi questa crew per il tuo sound? - CHIAMACI Il mio dj e Cassius Clay
side to side We hold out hatchets high We hold em up (juggalos), we hold em up round here (yeah), we swing em side to side [Dj Clay:] This hatchet man
here and ain't scare of shit then i heard a cut.. (who the new dude?) the dj tryna play me rude i say "what they call you?" (i'm dj clay the baddeset dj
