[Intro] [KRS talking] Yes, KRS. Revolution. You know what this is We back in the building, straight up Yo, look at 'em. Look at 'em runnin' Look at 'em runnin' already. Out the door Let's go. This is raw. Y'all know what time this is
[Verse One] When KRS-One comes to spit You DJ's with no breaks, I don't wanna hear that shit The radio? I can't even bare that shit Gucci/Prada, I don't even wear that shit I'm in the streets, holla, but y'all fear that shit We blue collar DJ's, we're here to rip 900 number, we got two pairs of it MP3 shit, I'm not sharin' it Classic samples and loops, we not clearin' it The life of DJ, there's no comparin' it Many wanna be but many more are scared of it Before they start they already plan to quit The music? They no longer fans of it They wanna use it, so they can get a grand and shit The program director is handin' 'em strips Make 'em play wack shit and lie from they lips!
[DJ Premier talking] You see, there's times like this. When you need real motherfuckers like us to let you know what a DJ is Listen man, I gotta pay you to play my shit? Check this out My shit's already hot so I ain't gotta pay for shit You can't tell a DJ what to do. We tell you what's really good DJ Revolution, I got you. Fuck these clowns
[Verse Two] So, you wanna be a DJ live on the set? Can't be travellin' back again, you should not forget The beats in the street and you have been elected To carry the tradition of records being selected Check it Your job is to break new records Go to the club, get on man and wreck shit Seemless mixin', blends undetected The true DJ and MC are connected Like me and DJ Revolution Look at what we usin' Beats and rhymes, no confusion Who's in the house? If my crew's in the house? 100's of people be groovin' it out Cuttin', mixin', scratchin' non-stop Party rockin', two hours non-stop If you got Serrato Bravo But if you can't cut vinyl records, you won't be able to follow Me A true MC, not a new MC Fuck the computer it's you and me And the crowd And oh yes they want it loud At the tombstone of Scott La Rock, I vow Never to let a wack DJ mix me And I'll be spittin' this way past 60 Ain't nothin' changed but the format Funk, soul, jungle, maaaan, you gotta play all that Mix it up, not lick it up The mix, a DJ should pick you up KRS-One DJ Revolution Tell me, what's the solution?
[Verse Three] Yeah, you're a D dot J dot, man don't even say that We real in the field, y'all pressin' play back DJ Revolution, watch how you say dat Y'all gonna respect this DJ from way back Yo, hey Jack , this the payback Y'all far from home and forgot your way back So bein' I'm the teacher and all this Me and DJ Revolution put together this short list For DJ's So you can get on your job #1 A DJ is not an Ipod A DJ is not a jukebox, fuck your requests You come to hear the DJ rock #2 Just because you got 20,000 songs in your computer and you call on them Doesn't mean you should bore the crowd Be selective, you don't have to play all of them #3 I really shouldn't have to say this But don't build your set from your P.D. playlist #4 DJ's across the nation What you play in your ride, play on the station #5 Needless to say DJ's must love the music they play And Mix #6 If you're good Just because you can scratch doesn't mean you should Cuttin' and scratchin' is seasonin' when you use it Rock it, but people wanna hear the music So #7 Let's get into this Don't ever start a mix you can't finish At #8 For DJ's