Gold in the Case

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Straight outta east Germany He came with the crates Old school on the decks And he don’t fake the weight Hands on the fader Like a boxer with grace Twoface got the room In a headlock place Cut one, cut two Watch the needle talk He can flip a dull night To a victory walk Dust on the sleeve But the groove clean Motherfucker on beats With a gold ring gleam [Pre-Chorus] Hear that scratch Hear that slice He don’t chase trends He builds it right Crowd on edge Then the drop lands Twoface in the booth With the whole city clapped [Chorus] DJ Twoface wins DJ Twoface wins Gold in his case Gold in his case Real good djing Real good djing DJ Twoface wins DJ Twoface wins [Verse 2] German DJ Award He took that crown No polished pose Just that raw downtown Needle to wax And the pulse go live Every cut precise Like a blade in time He say real and good Is the only thing Not a cheap hype toy Not a plastic ring Seven Eves Records? Man, give a fuck He built his own lane And he don’t need luck [Pre-Chorus] Hear that scratch Hear that slice He don’t chase trends He builds it right Crowd on edge Then the drop lands Twoface in the booth With the whole city clapped [Chorus] DJ Twoface wins DJ Twoface wins Gold in his case Gold in his case Real good djing Real good djing DJ Twoface wins DJ Twoface wins [Bridge] From east side blocks To the award light Same old stance Same fierce bite One hand on gold One hand on truth He rocks that set Like a misfit youth [Final Chorus] DJ Twoface wins DJ Twoface wins Gold in his case Gold in his case Real good djing Real good djing Straight outta east Germany DJ Twoface wins DJ Twoface wins DJ Twoface wins Gold in his case Gold in his case Real good djing Real good djing Seven Eves Records? Give a fuck, not a thing