Na Touch Da Just

Now this one is called "Nah Touch the Just"
Don't fight, no fuss
'Cause them lyrics will cuss
Check it out
Hey
Budda-bye-bye-bye
Budda-bye-ba-ba-ba-bye-bye-bye
Budda-bye-bye-bye
Budda-bye-ba-ba-ba-bye

Nah touch the Just, you nah touch the Just, Just
Boy, no touch the Just 'cause them lyrics will fuss
Come again now
Nah touch the Just, you can't touch the Just, Just
Boy, don't mess with Just 'cause them lyrics will fuss
Follow me now

Oh, DJ man, you can't understand-stand
I'm like a wizard with the mic upon my hand-hand
Speed it up and slow it down, the way Obi-Wan-Wan
Listen everybody and hear for the plan-plan
Yes, I am a big belly and money man-man
All I hear is, "Come again" as I begin to chant-chant
Everybody start to listen to the A1 sound-sound
Hands in the air, face upon the g-g-ground-ground
Listen everybody and g-g-gather 'round-'round
In the New York City or the t-t-t-t-town-town
All I need is happy smile and no f-f-f-frown-frown
Listen upon the lyrics and the Just will get you down-down

Nah touch the Just, you nah touch the Just, boy
Boy, no touch the Just 'cause you swear and a-cuss-cuss
Nah touch the Just, you nah touch the Just, Just
'Cause you touch the Just and you started up the fuss-fuss

Ease up, selector, ease up
Pull it up, pull it up
It's my goddamn ass
Me have, me have, me have
Me have the agony, yes, me have the agony

I have the madness, yes, I have the madness
Yes, I have the madness to control the sadness
I have the madness, yes, I have the madness
I have the madness to control the badness
Me have the agony, yes, me have the agony)

Inna mi neighborhood we just such a mess-mess
Get me so mad and get me so vex-vexed
Man got shot down, now who's next-next?
Mic to mic and man must test-test (Boom, boom, boom, boom)
From the lyrics of man them are a pirate
Fake chant chow to any of the best-best
Come to Just-Ice, I will check-check (Boy, my throat is sore)
If they are fake, give 'em up by the big-big (All this sick talk)

I have the madness, yes, I have the madness
Yes, I have the madness to control the
Sadness (We no longer need a pitty-pat)
I have the madness, yes, I have the madness (Just the chant lyrics)
I have the madness to control the badness (Yes, me have the agony)

Hipped upon the speaker and me check out the bass-bass
Looked upon me go and you look upon my face-face
Looked upon the Just and you have a wicked taste-
Taste (Me have the agony, yes, me have the agony)
First the slow, now speed up the pace-pace
Boy, a number one DJ, good to the great-great
Just-Ice, BDP, we are the great-great

I have the madness, yes, I have the madness
I have the madness to control the sadness
I have the madness, yes, I have the madness
I have the sadness to control the madness

Cease, cease, Lord, Lord, selector (That's enough)
Cease and seckle, cease and seckle
Pull it up, selector, pull it up
Stop stargin'
Stop the rhythm, stop the rhythm, stop the rhythm
Cease