Marley Marl - s**er D.J.'s (I Will Survive) lyrics

You ready to kick some a**? Turn up the music... I was at a jam the other night I was feelin' real good so the feelin' was right I came to the party for a different kinda action The next thing I know I was doin' a Michael Jackson I was thrown off beat and my feet got tied And the s**er DJ just oughta be fired He was flippin' and a slippin' even drawn back to The s**er DJ didn't know what he was doin' Then I said to my friends this ain't the place to be Then the fellas only came cause the ladies were free Then we left the place before the next couple o' plays My girl said to me, I'm glad we never paid So I called Marley Marl on the very next day Then we cut a rap about the s**er DJ (echo) See, to be a DJ you gotta do your best Have you're own kinda style, not like the rest No jumpin' up and down, bendin' with your feet Cause the music that you play has to be your own beat So Marley Marl went down to take a test To see who could cut up music best They were all lined up and ready to spin You could see in thier faces that they wanted to win Yes Marley took the test to become a DJ We cut the music, went a somethin' this way He cut the music with so much cla** The s**er DJ, was a bust on the a** So when the time was up, they just couldn't' believe What the man, Marley Marl Has just achieved We get the people dancin', on a whackier jam Cause Marley Marl was one hell of a man So to those DJ's that think you're the greatest Just stop look and listen cause you haven't heard the lastest Heard the latest... Then we cut a rap about the s**er DJ (echo) Then we cut a rap about the s**er DJ (echo) Then we cut a rap about the s**er DJ (echo) Then we cut a rap about the, cut a rap about the Cut a rap about the s**er DJ So listen party people while I got your attention There's a few more things I'd like to mention My name is Crystal but they call me Dimples D Ain't a female in the world can rap like me I got big brown eyes, holes in my cheeks Keep in time with rap, every time I speak Yeah I can make you fall in love if you give me a chance I ain't talkin' 'bout s** or no kinda romance But it's my style, my charm, let me go on It's a chilly, it's a chilly, then it starts to get warm I'm five foot five, stayin' alive In this world Dimples D will sure enough survive With the rap... (unintelligible) Get down, get down, yeah let's get on down Get down, get down, music make you lose control Get down, get down, yeah let's get on down Get down, get down Then we cut a rap about the s**er DJ (echo) C'mon, C'mon Then we cut a rap about the s**er DJ (echo) C'mon, C'mon Then we cut a rap about the s**er DJ (echo) C'mon, C'mon Then we cut a rap about the, cut a rap about the Cut a rap about the s**er DJ (echo)