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In the beginning there were many
As time went on there became few
Now there is only one..
One man one DJ standing alone on Mount Olympus
Ladies and gentlemen, DJ, Jazzy Jeff

Alright, alright I reckon
Back up off of my DJ
Give him some room to operate here c'mon

Ay Jeff, this what we gettin ready to do right
Remember how we used to rock back home in Philly right
At all the house parties and all the ballrooms and stuff like that
Remember how we used to rip things up at like bart Room and Central High, and Overbrook High
And all them places like that
This what I want to do right
I want to give these people a little taste of how we used to rock
How we used to get on the wheels of steel
Used to just throw the records on and just get stupid
Back forth left right crooked upside down and all that stuff
I want you to do all that stuff for these people right cause I talk all the time
I tell everybody how def you are
Everytime we go somewhere I be yellin and screamin
I want you to get busy on your own Jeff
I want you to tear these records up Jeff, rip em apart
Go ahead now man get busy, go Jeff go

(fresh)

Word
I'm telling you, this man can not be taken
He can't be beaten, don't keep on talking
All you other DJ's, don't keep on talking
Jeff, this what I want you to do
Take that record from the top right
Scratch it in right now and I want you to do what's called a breakdown
Just break it down for em right
Now start it with the music and then cut the music out and just break it down for em Jeff go ahead
Now break it down

Ah Jeff, that was def man, that was def!
But you, you did it too fast man
You gotta do it a little slower this time-aca