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my hands are quicker than the eye - byron davis and the fresh krew lyrics

[chorus]
my hands are quicker than the eye
my hands are quicker than the eye
my hands are quicker than the eye
my hands are quicker than the eye

[verse 1]
[?] mc, i think it’s right to say
i’m down by law with a fresh dj
and if you’d like to meet him i’ll gladly introduce
the soundmaster, y’all, and you know he’s got juice
[?] djs in the world of hip*hop
there ain’t no other culture where djs rock
and my man, he’s the best and he is the ace
to school any fool how to rock the place
so all you fly girls and all you fly guys
[?] bеat in your feet and realize
that i’m the bonafidе rapper, special k mc
with the soundmaster, y’all, to move your body

[chorus]
my hands are quicker than the eye
my hands are quicker than the eye
my hands are quicker than the eye
my hands are quicker than the eye
[verse 2]
now before you get started, and begin to dance
i’m gonna let you know about my dj’s hands
on two turntables he applies the tricks
not even betty crocker has a better mix
a big fat man with a [?]
and sucker djs, he’ll anihilate you
he never took lessons, he can hold his own
it’s like a mc on the microphone
because his hands are quick
the rappers [?] stick
so turn up the sound, ’cause you know it’s the mix
[?] statement, it’s a bonafide fact
’cause we’re the fresh krew and we can never be wack
so if you like the beat and you think it’s fly
the soundmaster here’s quicker than the eye

[chorus]
my hands are quicker than the eye
my hands are quicker than the eye
my hands are quicker than the eye
my hands are quicker than the eye

[verse 3]
i’m a bonafide rapper and i came to please
and always got a rhyme for you sucker mcs
they always try to intimidate
and then they take a bite when i drop my bait
[?] the mic starts to spin
[?] and we’re off again
so all you wannabes, you sucker mcs
spreading everywhere like a incurable disease
i say fresh rhymes than can never be beaten
i always rock mcs that’s committing
committing such crimes as the theft of rhymes
and then they hit the front page of the l.a. times
so, one, two, look at you
wanna be a mc but you can’t come through
i see you everywhere with your tape recorder
you bite all my rhymes, put them in your own [?]
you take them to the crib, write and rewrite
and call yourself a rapper when in fact you bite
so all you biters, [?] and all rhyme reciters
[?] lawyers, even crimefighters
on two turntables he’s like a band
quicker than the eye, can’t comprehend
the boy can scratch, you can’t match
and any girl out you know he’ll catch
fresh on the one, scratching son of a gun
when i grab the microphone and start the bug fun
’cause when i met a dj by the name of soundmaster
[?] faster
party after party and dance after dance
i bust the fresh rhymes [?]
i’m always on time, and cool as the [?]
the superintendant of mc school
’cause if you try to rap against me i’ll spank you fast
and send you all back to mc class
not trying to sound rude, conceited, it’s true
[?]
’cause i’m the s*p*e*c*i*a*l*k
i rock the microphone in a bonafide way
i know i’m going where i belong
that’s why i’m on the record rapping this song
rap along on the mic, and that’s what i like
i got more rides than kids on a bike
and now, party people [?] story to tell
and like a fresh rhyme, it can be never be stale
we were at a jam, on a summer night
throwin’ down live for a dj fight
the sucker dj was cuttin’ nice
but he couldn’t beat the player ’cause he’s too precise
so i grabbed the mic and put down my rap
and said: “sucker dj, you can’t bust that
it’s the soundmaster, and you can’t hang”
and that’s when the player had to do his thing
[chorus]
my hands are quicker than the eye
my hands are quicker than the eye
my hands are quicker than the eye
my hands are quicker than the eye

[verse 4]
[?]
[?] fly girls [?]
from the front to the back, and side to side
from the top to the bottom, my voice comes alive
and the s*p*e*c*i*a*l
[?] rapper with the clientele
and if you don’t understand what i just spelt
turn up your radio, baby, i’m alive and well
a supreme mc called special k
[?] on a sunny day
so all you fly girls and you super freaks
i rap to the sound of the super*def beat

[chorus]
my hands are quicker than the eye
my hands are quicker than the eye

(turn your radio up)

- byron davis and the fresh krew lyrics

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