Howie's Teed Off

Up

Eat ‘em up, up

Eat ‘em up

Up

Eat ‘em up, up

Eat ‘em up

Up

Eat ‘em up, up

Eat ‘em up

Up, eat, eat eat, eat

Eat ‘em up

No words can explain just what my DJ does

Other DJs sound like him

That is all because

People fraudulate the way he cuts and scratch

Everybody’s such biters

I know that Howie’s teed off

Howie’s teed off

No one is faster than the man with the gangster hack

Keeps a knife strapped to his sock

For all the MCs that sound whack

The hitman’s going to hit ya

And I’m sure the people get ya

And Howie Tee

I want you to know I’m with ya

Howie’s teed off

Howie’s teed off

Howie’s teed off

Howie’s teed off

Give it to me, Howie

(Action!)

Howie’s teed off

But, that’s okay

Cause it’s the best time when he knows how to play

The cold, crush beat

We can’t leave alone

Let’s pump the house

Give me the microphone

All hard rocks will understand

Howie is the number one of all hit man

Hitman Howie cause he’s down by lore

Giving ya music, scratches, and beats galore

How can we just say

It don’t mean nothing

Cause dimples and Howie ain’t all about frontin’

Like Bonnie and Clyde

Side to side

We walk a straight line

With a whole lot of pride

We got stupid style

Yeah, we like to ill

You know that if we let ya

You know that you will

So, don’t try to hide it

Go along with the beat

Cause when Howie’s teed off

He’s so unique

No words can explain just what my DJ does

Other DJs sound like him

That is all because

People fraudulate the way he cuts and scratch

Everybody’s such biters

I know that Howie’s teed off

Howie’s teed off

Howie’s teed off

Howie’s teed off