Dj's Got a Knife
There's a mic in my face and I'm going super hard
The DJ has a knife so I'm on my guard
Though his beats are tight
He's giving me a fright
I'm trying to groove
But I can barely move
The music's getting loud and people are jumping
His eyes are staring at my soul and I can see him humpin'
The boys are in the back tryna leave the club
Ihop is always open for some tasty grub
The mosh is getting sweaty
The DJ is looking petty
I should get out of here while I can
The boys that were in the back are now in the van
I look back to see the DJ's gone
These people want me to sing until the break of dawn
Gotta finish this verse so I can leave
Maybe I can pull somethin outta my sleeve
Ok
The DJ is still missing
Wait, I hear something hissing
Hot stanky breaths are goin down my spine
I hear a voice whisper, "Your soul will be mine"
Alright, now where was I
The DJ had a knife and I was gonna die
Now let me finish this dope ass story
This shit was just bouta to get super super gory
Fuck a story
That's my fuckin car
Zack said I could park there
And I'm a fuckin star
They takin my toyota out and pullin it away
I'll finish this fuckin beat another fuckin day
The DJ has a knife so I'm on my guard
Though his beats are tight
He's giving me a fright
I'm trying to groove
But I can barely move
The music's getting loud and people are jumping
His eyes are staring at my soul and I can see him humpin'
The boys are in the back tryna leave the club
Ihop is always open for some tasty grub
The mosh is getting sweaty
The DJ is looking petty
I should get out of here while I can
The boys that were in the back are now in the van
I look back to see the DJ's gone
These people want me to sing until the break of dawn
Gotta finish this verse so I can leave
Maybe I can pull somethin outta my sleeve
Ok
The DJ is still missing
Wait, I hear something hissing
Hot stanky breaths are goin down my spine
I hear a voice whisper, "Your soul will be mine"
Alright, now where was I
The DJ had a knife and I was gonna die
Now let me finish this dope ass story
This shit was just bouta to get super super gory
Fuck a story
That's my fuckin car
Zack said I could park there
And I'm a fuckin star
They takin my toyota out and pullin it away
I'll finish this fuckin beat another fuckin day
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Writer(s): The Coochie Crusaders
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