looptroop - militant vinylist lyrics
i hate cd’s, cd-records are fake,
where the f-ck the dj’s gonna catch the break?
only vinyl can make my rear shake,
yo mb, scratch the record for old times sake.
i was shopping my demo at this record-company
they thought it sounded cool and said let’s make a cd
i said, wait a minute, you mean lp
he said, no we stopped making those in ’93
i said, what, but what about the d
before i got to say the j i was kicked out on the street,
stood to my feet, and thought, this is a conspiracy,
to shut down real hip hop, i got to call mb
he wasn’t home so i gave him a beep,
but his pager was blown so i thought i’m on my own
i gotta fix one alone, i thought when i got home,
grabbed my megaphone and went out, agitating
but n-body reacted so i went home, contemplating
forever tryin’ to solve this impossible equation
if dj+lp+mic=mc, then where the f- you fitting cd? nowhere.
so i just stopped in army-gear, i put on shades and i dyed my hair
i got my razor-blade teeth and strangling shoe-laces,
gas-mask and explosive suitcases
ready to go to war on the record-store
sellin cd’s; i’m gonna smash the door,
light up the (…-c-cktail) – boom!
‘you had compact-disks on sale’, is what i’m gonna say
if the cops come take me away.
but no way, i leave the suite without a trace
change my garment like a dreadlock clark kent,
without a phone-booth, ‘cause i ain’t payed the rent
next day newspapers headlines will read:
‘the militant vinyl-terrorist newbie’
and me on a picture dressed up in camouflage,
ice-hockey-mask covered beard and moustache
i slash the kind of person with a hockey stick,
told them to stop to selling the compact-disk.
‘cause i hate cd’s, cd-records are fake,
where the f-ck’s the dj’s gonna catch the break?
only vinyl can make my rear shake,
yo mb, scratch the record for old times sake.
the hip hop-dj is an endangered species
becoming extinct because of the cd
and without the dj, there would never had been hip hop
but now on every block i see a cd-shop
so how ya think hip hop had a chance to begin,
if the people in new york had no records to spin?
back and forth, forth and back like flash
that’s why i have to do these nightly attacks
to preserve the wax and exterminate the compact-disk
‘cause this has become a hazardous health-risk
so peace the dj’s spinnage and dj-bloke from sweden
and all dj’s all around the globe
from the west the scratch-pickles and dj queberk
scratching the record until the needles jerk
cool hurt, red alert, and grand-master flash
dj evil beat clark kent and dj scratch
or from the east rocking jams with their hands
can’t forget about crush and handa from j-pan
and africa bambada down since it started
the x-men rocking take some block-hardies
some of the hardest pro-man kick capree
mark the 45 can’t be rocking…. (can’t tell)
chuck, chill out, in sweden sounds dj sleepy,
but nr one for me is dj mb
-‘cause he hates cd’s, cd-records are fake,
where the f-ck’s the dj’s gonna catch the break?
only vinyl can make my rear shake,
yo scratch the record for old times sake.
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