Life on Turntables DST — “Rock It” set my fate Needle dropped, world got flipped Turntables talkin’, I got equipped Dj honda production — hV From party sets to battle scars ’86 — Union Square, Jeff raised the bar Rewindin’ that VHS, frame by frame Cash Money’s fingers? Lit that flame DJ Aladdin with the “Rock the Bells” Blew my chest — like I caught a shell Ain’t no point if they don’t feel Gotta prove it real, where it’s real for real ’85 — first scratch, “Rock It” rings ’86 — Jeff showed me what swing means ’88 — low-key cam, cut game tight That footage schooled me every night ’89 — mailed my demo in bold To Superman Pro — my story told Turntables wrote my résumé Clark Kent saw heat at NMS stage ’90 — DJ Steve Dee, first time I BATTLE Needle drops, that’s my vow Spinnin’ plates been speakin’ loud Dreams I pressed in every groove Life on Turntables — I made my move ’92 — went toe-to-toe with Raida Now he cuttin’ from the sky — straight fader Finals with Mixmaster Mike — real clash Rob Swift, Sinista — all in that flash Judges starin’: Q-Bert, Primo, Scratch Every second — pressure, match Stage was war, no room to front I spoke with cuts — that’s how I hunt This was Hip Hop, raw testin’ ground Turntables spoke, no need for sound Needle still spinnin’, talkin’ my truth Record dropped, unlocked my youth Hip Hop gave me lane and light Plates and needles shaped my life Gave me a voice, made it last Life on Turntables — never the past Needle still spinnin’, clock don’t stop One record cracked the padlock One stylus mapped out my fight Hip Hop gave me name, gave me light Life on Turntables — every night Rest in peace. Roc Raida Respect and thanks, DJ Clark Kent Rest in peace