Lyrics:

One two, one two You're listenin to the grand groovin sounds Of the diabolical energetical B-I-Z Emmezah-A-Rrrah-K And this goes out to my DJ The cutmaster that no one cuts faster than C-double-oh-L V Drumroll V [Verse One] It's a different kind of sound that's in the air It's not shots, firecrackers, or a car that's there A little different noise for your listenin pleasure A sample from a record that's a four bar measure Adults think this music is just a big headache They think all this hard work, is just a piece of cake They must be buggin, right out of they socks Why don't they get up and try to do, the human beatbox Cause back in the days when there was just block parties A DJ would set up his equipment, and start these live performances, and DJ tricks A lot of different DJ's was on the mix It is a proven fact, music is a universal language From the tip of Long Island to the Verrezano Bridge We won awards and served them by the millions The more more years go by, the more we be killin 'em They said it's just a fad, it will never last a year All of a sudden, ten years later - 'I hear music' [Chorus: Cool V scratches 'I hear music' over and over] Cool V, give me a drum roll [Verse Two] I can't believe how hip-hop has progressed With more and more groups that have finesse We have groups on the East and West coast with different names We all play a part if we didn't we'd go in flames We all got to stick together as one But at the same time, still have fun Cause you don't wanna lose the love for the music When you have it keep it, and make use of it This is a lesson from the S-K Biz Cause nobody else is gonna tell yo