D.E.F. =Doug E. Fresh

(Verse one)

I'm the beat box original

Cool individual

Rockin' for no one some funds is my residual

Salary calories in just one rhyme

Would last any even a whole life time

Dictate conversate translate lose weight

From 1987 88

And the years to come

The bass will still be dumb

And bounce

Sellin' DEF rhymes by the ounce

And if you ain't wit it it's the thought that counts

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Cause they call me Doug E. Fresh

Cause known I'm DEF and the initials of my name is D.E.F.

Know what I'm sayin'

I ain't playin'

Picture this...

(verse two)

Standing outside in the front of the place

Eyes hypnotized by the sound of the bass

Kickin' it wicked I wonder who it is performing

Cops barricade so the crowd won't storm in

I'm in the middle of this and and I'm left unknowin

Standing and plannin' if the groups not showin up

But the tension of the crowd is growin up

Out of adolescence to a full size problem

And if I have problems I solve them and they,and they

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(verse three)

Pointed in the direction headed for the door

As my mind recalls being through this before

So I'm figuring and adding and here I am mad

In a way getting closer to the metal detector

Pass my shank to the cut professor

I was taught to never roam as they check my home boy

And find out the shank ain't nuthin but a comb

Through a distant block I didn't come to rock

I came to put the whole place in shock

But this girl followed me just like a shadow

I told her to chill because I know the girl

Had no reason for teasin'

Because it ain't skeezin' season

Me and the fellas were just breezin' on by

I didn't want to dis'her so I said Hi

And capitalize in what I specialize in

And begin to get down into something more important

While the Dj spins the records

And I recon without double checkin'

I have you spell bound in the average of a second or less

(chorus)

Cut it up Will

Cut it up Barry

Cut,cut,cut,cut

Cuttin up

Cut it up