| Hah, let me introduce my DJ, Scratch the Black Balboa
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| I’m Erick sermon, the dope rhyme blower
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| My DJ Scratchatori, interesting like, war stories
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| With EPMD, the fame and the glory
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| The boy wonder, the second nature
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| The Arnold Schwarzenegger «The Eraser», upon the crossfader
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| From Brooklyn, Albany projects
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| Been around the world with the DJ sets, catchin wreck
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| Yo the track drives me to excel
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| Scratch is dangerous like a third rail
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| Got the feel like braille
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| Stayed charged like a Duracell
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| The show-stopper, knockin cats out like Rock’em’Sock’em
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| Can’t stop him, so playa hatin is your only option
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| Hands quicker than Roy Jones with no headphones
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| BK Albany PJ’s where my man zone
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| EPMD and Scratch, the Quarterback
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| Meltin wax, flippin more tracks than amtrak
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| Cause I’mma break it down to the nitty gritty one time
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| When it comes to I gets busy with mine
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| It’s on now baby. |