(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 semiauto gats But wanna push wack rhymes _ official 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, its a real niggas wage And I'ma 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 musics played Any beef with me will end in castastrophe I'm winnin while you losin, thats 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 (Chorus 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 flowin like water) Let the music play, (hip hop) everyday 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 dafidills I be on the roof tops, 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 centipide Smoke that angel _ while I'm spittin that 16 The games been a hunch, referee true and lunch I spit the hottest fire, and always pack a punch Play the record or get your station smothered Or get your head popped off like Sadaam Hussein brother (Chorus 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 flowin like water) Let the music play, (hip hop) everyday Let the music play (Outro:) All I'm sayin DJs, around the world, let the music play man All the music aint 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