Mixmaster! Well all across the Metropolitan in the USA Everybody with a mouse talking about Big Jimmy Mixmaster! Is it nice to be precise? The boy is nice Cause he can cut buttercups When he's got a girl in two And all your white DJ's Become a mess out of you They'll cut paper Cutting bread Cut down a tree And make you wish you were dead When you might as well be As a matter of fact To be exact This is not fiction This is all fact The man in the back is dressed in black He's gone but we gon' be back Mixmaster! Mixmaster! Another storm Going on strong All night long Go on He's down by law With a force crew And you can say I'm on his But you are too Some people say that we're the village people of bronze Cause we all have an image that we stand behind Like I'm a soldier of love Can't go I never run Cause I possess the medals For the battles I won And I'm dry I ain't soaked ever now You can tell that I'm a doctor By the clothes that I wear And I'm the world's most educated rapper M.D. And I'm causing much damage In the place to be And as a matter of fact To be exact This is not fiction This is all fact The man in the back is dressed in black He's gone but we gon' be back Mixmaster! Yes he is above The average man And he'll cut off any DJ he can He started from the bottom And took the right route Now the scratchers are afraid That that's without a doubt The way I'm going now I think I passed my peak We can't go getting EMT We'll never get weak Rhymes are written every day And never forgot Sometimes it's hip-hop Or it might have a plot So write a devil rap Till the rabbit is neat But the M.D. ain't fresh Unless he's riding the beat And the week, yeah the week Has got to be tough And original That's when I say it's rough From my point of view That's how I feel And when I say it's real You know it's real Cause I'm the price on your tool If you're on the bus And soon you'll be saying It's Doc, we trust Well I'm not into surgery I'm not into books And I may not look the way That you imagine I look But I'm looking good, baby And you best believe that But I'm looking good, baby And you best believe that Cause when they said K.O. They meant the hat Now when they said sticky They meant me, of course When they said UTFO They meant a touchy before Let's skip that subject K.O. on to other things I got a message And the message I bring is I got the look You want to know better About your dad But I consider myself To never be a loser to none Cause I possess the medals For the battles I won And the way I perform I want to be sued Cause I specialize In being nothing but rude The leaders of the world Are the ones who Are the ones who Are the ones who Are the ones who Are the ones who Are the ones who Are the ones who Are the ones who Beware The fury of indigenous man How this can parralach Any rapper I can My superior vernacular Will keep me ahead Most of you are cogitating What I just said But that's just a morsel I'm very discreet And a formula for rap Like this Can't be beat And now that you know It can't be condemned Then my preeminence Thought will lay it on to the end Cause I'm a Zephyriac Grammar I was always inclined Intellect and verse Like this Are hard to find The elementary I always obtained It's interesting To discover your brain And if I was a Mexican I'd wear a sublimo If I was a soldier I'd probably be a hero But I'm not I'm into rap And I'm down With the niggas If your scratching is up Please deposit another record Or else your party Will be terminated Thank you