DJ's

All of the Dj's surely have taken a lesson Start talking trash and I'll come with my Smith and Wesson A little competition comes my way (Billy Bye) But it always winds up the same But "The stone that the builder refused Shall be the head corner stone" Ah, but there Ain't nothin' wrong Ain't nothin' right And still I sit and lie awake all night Oh, all of the Dj's surely have taken a lesson Try talkin' trash and I'll come with my Smith and Wesson Enough Dj's come with enough Enough stylee But when I bust my lyrics We all know it's wicked and wiley Ain't nothin' wrong Ain't nothin' right And still I sit and lie awake all night Oh, you better strapped with your gat if you wan' walk with me I bound to come down with the new stylee Rockin' rubadub known as reggae music Gonna come down with the new lyrics 'Cause it just ain't no thing Oh, I said it's been a real long time Oh, but there Ain't nothin' wrong Ain't nothin' right And still I sit and lie awake all night, oh yea Oh yeah, rubadub blender A new mixer, go I am the one Dj with enough flava, it go Here I go, here I'm come, heara the dubbed down Dj Lord, have this grilled cheese I mean ah, I am Jamaican but I ain't no freak I caught the man Ino with a ten pound bag of tweak Hold on, though we call it ghost rider Every time we see them you fulfill the danger, woman Ain't nothin' wrong Ain't nothin' right And still I sit and lie awake all night Oh, oh yea Dreddy got a job to do And we might fulfill the mission To see his pain would be his greatest ambition But ah, we will survive in this world of competition Using guns and our ammunition Bo, bo, bo Go, go, go I won't wait so long I said "I won't wait so long for you" Oh, oh, yeah, ooh oh Hard to get so much Hmm, stop your messin' around Ah ah, better think of your future Ah ah, time you straighten right out Ah ah, or you'll wind up in jail