[Intro]
Yeah, man, all I'm sayin' is
Just play the music, play all of the music, man
We gotta keep some balance in the game
You know? Let it play, man, for real

Uuhuuh, Big Shug, Primo
You know the deal
Just play these records man, all of 'em
DJs, all around the world

[Verse 1]
This year, I'm not fuckin' 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
Who wanna feel the purple haze and sparks with cattle graze
Swimmin' pool with dime chicks, spendin' happy days
With all my niggas 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 nigga's wage
And I'mma make sure I get it before I'm back in the cage
I promise to shoot and blaze, till my dyin' days
Till DJ stan, and my music's played
Any beef with me will end in castastrophe
I'm winnin' while you losin', that's how it just has to be
From the vinyl, to the CD-J
Give the fans a chance to hear the fly shit I say
Play the record or get smacked clean
With anotha bangin' joint from Big Shug and DJ Prim

[Hook 1]

(Play it) play it (play it) play it (play it) play it (play it) play it
(play it) play it (play it) play it
Let the music play, hey
(You know we get down)
Let the music play, hey
(On the microphone)
Let the music play, hey
(Rhymes flowing like water)
Let the music play, (Hip Hop) every day
Let the music play, hey
(You know we get down)

(...record is massive evidence, of the flexibility and toughness of the principles you profess)

[Verse 2]
I do it all to show my skills, till pushin' daffodils
I be on the rooftops, accurate for the kill
From old school to new school dudes, I set the tone
I'm a vocal, crush and do other things, to your bones
When I face my enemies, I creep like a centipede
Smoke that angel weed while I'm spittin' that 16
The game's been a hunch, referee true and lunch
Spit the hottest fire, and always pack a punch
Play the record or get your station smothered
Or get your head popped off like Saddam Hussein's brother

[Hook 2]
Play it (play it) play it (play it) play it (play it) play it (play it) play
It (play it, play it, play it)
Let the music play, hey
(You know we get down)
Let the music play, hey
(On the microphone)
Let the music play, hey
(Rhymes flowing like water)
Let the music play, (hip hop) every day
Let the music play

[Outro]
All I'm sayin' DJs, around the world, let the music play, man
All the music ain't got to sound the same
This is Big Shug, DJ Primo, what could be better?
Let that music play, man, for real
Street Champ, I'm gone