I'm, the, DJ's nightmare on that cypher Turntable black acrobat scratching, ripping So all you damn DJs, think you can get some Battle with me, and then you step, you know how it's done I got the title ground hangin' down on my chest Lay with that, lick to the Rolex Next time, but wait, comin' from a different game Hits comin' out, breakin' you down, givin' you pain I got my turntable spinnin' in the background I wanna rip a DJ's ass right now So that's the fact, son, step the hell back I got a green light, nigga, watch me whack!
You had a DJ's Nightmare You woke up sweatin, huh Got mad and called Joe a punk, chump You don't know, so get faded like a haircut You just move so smooth you bust a nut So when you go to bed be ready Joe Cooley's in your dreams like Freddy You tried to step like Joe like you're a hero I'll name a movie after you, 'Less Than Zero' You had a struggle and your rapper's name is MC Straight Rodney O's on the jail pullin' sixty.. Right now I got your DJ scared Joe Cooley, show 'em why you give 'em DJ Nightmares
Stop and stare, if you dare, to be aware When Joe Cooley's on the table he's the DJ's Nightmare You better plead the [?] when he comes to town Master scratcher on display, so gather around Never known to be a jerk, just known for doin' work He gives new meaning to the word berserk Because a blow off, and show off, a move or two Then he'll stop to sign an autograph when he's through Killin' off the competition now there ain't nothin' left Ninja of the tables; DJ of death Can you sleep, you dream of the day you battle But you choke when you move cause you know you got
