2 Live Crew - Cut It Up lyrics
[2 Live Crew - Cut It Up lyrics]
Hey everybody, you got to see
How a DJ should really be
Cause when you're at a party
And you're ready to jam
All other DJs need a helping hand
I know how you fee, it's like you wanna die
Get with it give ours a try
He's always on a pedestal above the rest
No, shame to his game cause he gives his best
So when he's at a party the music never stops
Cause Mr mixx is here to cut it up
I must give credit where credit is due
And, at the same time, make known to you
Because when you see is when you will believe
That there is not another DJ
With cuts like these
And, I'm not making false
Accusations when I'm saying
He rocks the house every show he's playing
And with the addition of a rapping technician
Somewhat quite like myself
Enhancing all the cuts he makes
And keep his mixes in perfect health
So, for those who never seen
And for those who have
And, for those who don't like him, well
It's just too bad
And, for those who try to diss
Him because of his position
They talk smack behind his back because they
Want to be down with him
He's Mr mixx better known as Dave
Sent many-a-DJ to an early grave
When it was a battle or just a fight
In the bright of day or dark of night
Cause he's always ready, willing, and able
To rock sucker DJs on three turntables
But, don't forget, the drum machine
Which enhances our sound
Make us sound so clean!
One, two, three, hit me
Take a second for the record and
A minute for the sense
Cause the Treach DJ's name is
Sure to be mentioned
When you're talking about the DJs
That are out today
In your conversation, you will say
He possesses the gift to be so swift
Naturally great and talented
He knows what he must do to rock you
And, I'm not lying when I'm rapping
Cause I'm rapping the truth
He's my good friend and partner in business
So won't you cut it up def, homeboy
Yeah something like this
Say what…yeah… one, two, three, four, hit it
One, two, three, four, hit it
One, two, three, four, hit it
One, two, three, four, hit it
How a DJ should really be
Cause when you're at a party
And you're ready to jam
All other DJs need a helping hand
I know how you fee, it's like you wanna die
Get with it give ours a try
He's always on a pedestal above the rest
No, shame to his game cause he gives his best
So when he's at a party the music never stops
Cause Mr mixx is here to cut it up
I must give credit where credit is due
And, at the same time, make known to you
Because when you see is when you will believe
That there is not another DJ
With cuts like these
And, I'm not making false
Accusations when I'm saying
He rocks the house every show he's playing
And with the addition of a rapping technician
Somewhat quite like myself
Enhancing all the cuts he makes
And keep his mixes in perfect health
So, for those who never seen
And for those who have
And, for those who don't like him, well
It's just too bad
And, for those who try to diss
Him because of his position
They talk smack behind his back because they
Want to be down with him
He's Mr mixx better known as Dave
Sent many-a-DJ to an early grave
When it was a battle or just a fight
In the bright of day or dark of night
Cause he's always ready, willing, and able
To rock sucker DJs on three turntables
But, don't forget, the drum machine
Which enhances our sound
Make us sound so clean!
One, two, three, hit me
Take a second for the record and
A minute for the sense
Cause the Treach DJ's name is
Sure to be mentioned
When you're talking about the DJs
That are out today
In your conversation, you will say
He possesses the gift to be so swift
Naturally great and talented
He knows what he must do to rock you
And, I'm not lying when I'm rapping
Cause I'm rapping the truth
He's my good friend and partner in business
So won't you cut it up def, homeboy
Yeah something like this
Say what…yeah… one, two, three, four, hit it
One, two, three, four, hit it
One, two, three, four, hit it
One, two, three, four, hit it