DJ Premier - Play It (Remix) lyrics

[Intro: Big Shug] (DJ Premier) {Termanology} Yeah man, all I'm sayin is (Remix...) Just play the music, play all of the music, man We gotta keep some balance in the game Y'know? Let it play man, f'real (f'real!) ("Remix!") Uh-huh Big Shug, Preemo, you know the deal {5'9", Termanology! Singapore} Just play these records man, all of em DJs', all around the world [Verse One: Big Shug] This year, I'm not f**in with coward cats Who hide behind they raps and flashy Cadillacs Scared of the battle raps and semi-auto gats But wanna push wack rhymes from artificial cats That wanna feel the purple haze and spots where cattle graze Swimmin pool with dime chicks, spendin happy days With all my n***as blaze, honey dips gets glazed And I'm paid a hundred grand when I hit the stage This is not a phase, it's a real, n***a's rage And I'ma make sure I get it before I'm back in the cage I promise to shoot and blaze, 'til my dyin days 'Til DJs' stand and my music's played Any beef with me'll end in castastrophe I'm winnin while you losin, thats how it just has to be From the vinyl, to the CDJ Give the fans a chance to hear the fly sh** I say Play the record or get smacked clean With another bangin joint from Big Shug and DJ Prim' ("Play it") Play it! ("Play it") Play it! ("Play it") Play it! ("Play it") Play it! ("Play it") Play it! ("Play it") Play it! ("Play it") Play it! [Hook: Big Shug] Let the music play, ayy ("You know we get down!") Let the music play, ayyeyaay ("On the microphone" <- Erick Sermon) Let the music play, ayy ("Rhymes flowa like water") Let the music play ("Hip-hop~!" <- MC Shan) Everyday Let the music play, ayy ("You know we get down!") ("The record is ma**ive evidence of the Flexability and toughness, of the principles you perfect") [Verse Two: Royce Da 5'9"] The rap game is the WWF, we inside of these steel cages Outrageous, things staged on real stages Takin pictures with the long faces Talkin hate sh**, they +Hart Foundation's+ in the wrong places When it's on, n***as always do that +Snake+ sh** Talkin to the +Jakes+ sh** 'til I have +The Undertaker+ toss you in that vase quick You don't get no Take 6, this is not a flick This is me, n***a, Prada kicks Sickest n***a spittin, yeah, competition, not as sick I done penned a lot of hits, you should read the credits 'fore you play it ("Play it") Play it! ("Play it") Play it! ("Play it") Play it! ("Play it") Play it! ("Play it") Play it! ("Play it") Play it! [Verse Three: Termanology] Yeah, aiyyo It's only right I demolish any artist Semi-autos in my rhymes can describe some of my harder living Lucky I'm not in prison, givin my momma heart attacks How would my daughter to react to no father figure? The streets raised me, the radio plays me Pigs try to frame me, but nothin could faze me I'm crazy~! I got love for the radio stations But you know, real sh** never gets in rotation They don't play it... ("You know-you know-you know we get down!") [Big Shug] ("Play it") Play it! ("Play it") Play it! ("Play it") Play it! ("Play it") Play it! ("Play it") Play it! ("Play it") Play it! [Singapore Kane] No matter how you call it, garbage is garbage So play the real hip-hop tracks, cause the true fans want it Preem lays the boom-bap with the scratch on it Shug's the +Street Champ+, Singapore's who he spar with Life's a b**h, but I married her like Norbit The sky's still the limit, I aim for the orbit Play the record or get beat down, Diddy style Champagne bottle your dome, it gets pretty wild [Big Shug] The +Team+ is now a +Dream+: Royce, Term, and Preem Singapore Kane spit fire to the brain No excuses now, loaded up, bloaw! You want a record you could play, here it go now Stamp and approve it, let the fans move it You ask for the real, this is how we do it Play the record or get shut down Or get, slapped or clowned, gagged or bound Play it! {*echoes*} [Outro: Big Shug] Uh-huh, remix! It's what we do, man Play the records man Royce Da 5'9", Termanology Big Shug, Singapore Kane And the incredible, DJ Premier