Twoface On The Decks

Lyrics

[Verse 1] DJ Twoface in the booth, cold stare, smooth hands Oldschool on the decks, make the whole room dance Faded crate label, but the cuts still clean One hand in the past, one hand on the scene Slip to the side, let the record talk back Fingers got the lightning when the needle hit black Backspin, pause, then he flips that flame Every little scratch spellin' out his name He don't chase trends, he builds his own lane Wheel by wheel, he wrings joy from pain Leather on the slipmat, sweat on the brow If you ask who runs it, they say "right now" [Pre-Chorus] Hear that slice Hear that snap Oldschool flex And it don't tap From the first bar To the last reward He cuts so sharp Like it came from a sword [Chorus] DJ Twoface, on the decks Oldschool style, no need to flex DJ Twoface, watch him wreck German DJ award on his neck DJ Twoface, on the decks Scratch so mean, it breaks your neck DJ Twoface, respect the check Motherfucker on beats, he collect [Verse 2] Late-night smoke in the air, speakers shaking loose He pull a lost break out and put it back in use Zulu on the sleeve, and the groove got bite Oldschool in the dark but he shine all night Crowd get loud when the kick drum drops Then he cuts it down and the whole place stops Found a dead wax gem, gave it new breath Turned a quiet side into a riot of death German DJ award, that's a crown he earned Every scratch got scars from the lessons learned Not a pretty-boy pose, it's a working man's art Twoface on the decks with the fire in his heart [Bridge] [Breakdown] Let it run Let it grind One more cut And he rewinds [Chorus] DJ Twoface, on the decks Oldschool style, no need to flex DJ Twoface, watch him wreck German DJ award on his neck DJ Twoface, on the decks Scratch so mean, it breaks your neck DJ Twoface, respect the check Motherfucker on beats, he collect