Embee - Militant Vinylist lyrics

[Hook] I hate CD's, CD records are fake Where the f** the DJ's gonna catch the break? Only vinyl can make my rear shake Yo Embee, scratch the record for old times sake [Verse 1] I was shopping my demo at this record-company They thought it sounded cool and said “let's make a CD” I said, wait a minute, you mean LP He said, no we stopped making those in '93 I said, what, but what about the D? Before I got to say the J I was kicked out on the street Stood to my feet, and thought, this is a conspiracy To shut down real hip hop, I gots to call Embee He wasn't home so I gave him a beep But his pager was blown so I thought I'm on my own I got to fix one alone, I thought when I got home Grabbed my megaphone and went out, agitating But nobody reacted so I went home, contemplating Forever tryin' to solve this impossible equation If DJ + LP + MIC equals MC, then where the F you fit in CD? Nowhere So I just stopped in army-gear, I put on shades and I dyed my hair I got my razor-blade teeth and strangling shoe-laces Gas-mask and explosive suitcases Ready to go to war on the record-store Sellin cd's, I'm gonna smash the door Light up the Molotov-co*ktail - boom! ‘You had compact-disks on sale', is what I'm gonna say If the cops come take me away But no way, I leave the suite without a trace Change my garment like a dreadlock Clark Kent Without a phone-booth, ‘cause I ain't paid the rent Next day newspapers headlines will read: ”The militant vinyl-terrorist Newbie” And me on a picture dressed up in camouflage Ice-hockey-mask covered beard and moustache I slash the kind of person with a hockey stick Told them to stop to selling the compact-disk [Hook] {* Embee scratching *} The hip hop-DJ is an endangered species Becoming extinct because of the CD And without the DJ, there would never had been hip hop But now on every block I see a cd-shop So how ya think hip hop had a chance to begin If the people in New York had no records to spin? Back and forth, forth and back like Flash That's why I have to do these nightly attacks To preserve the wax and exterminate the compact-disk ‘Cause this has become a hazardous health-risk So peace the DJ's spinnage and DJ-Bloke from Sweden And all DJ's all around the globe From the west the Scratch-pickles and DJ QBert Scratching the record until the needles jerk Kool Herc, Red Alert, and Grandmaster Flash Dj Evil Beat, Clark Kent and Dj Scratch Or from the east rocking jams with their hands Can't forget about Crush and Honda from Japan And Afrika Bambaataa down since it started The X-men rocking tapes on block parties Some of the hardest: Premier and Kid Capri Mark the 45 king be rocking cool beat Chuck, chill out, in Sweden sounds DJ Sleepy But nr one for me is DJ Embee [Hook]