Everybody on [bad word] control [bad word] control
Everybody gonna lose control [bad word] control
With my top gun maverick [bad word] control
Everybody on [bad word] control

Who could it be Stix the legendary
With the hand skills that will leave none secondary [bad word] cutter
With the ill flutter
Move so fast that he'll leave you in the gutter
Asking for your mother
Does like no other
Puts the needle to the record when it gets hectic
Don't try to test him
The cuts a disguise for a secret wepon
Behind the decks he's an evil genius
With more hand skills than girls stroking the [bad word] See what I mean
His incision meets the target like an infra red beam
Precise when he drops it
The man, the myth, the legendary, the prophet
And all the kids ask
How your [bad word] hands move so fast.
 [bad word] control
Everybody on [bad word] control [bad word] control
Everybody gonna lose control [bad word] control
With my top gun maverick [bad word] control
Everybody on [bad word] control

So precise
He slice through the groove
He cuts so deep
Profound and smooth
Make you move
Go wild, flip out
Always new skills its stix, no doubt
Diggin in the crates
Searching for the slates
To elevate this joint
To a higher state
Its getting late
Better break the rhythm
Stop the beat [bad word] with the incision
Moving to the beat
Tell them how it goes
After the show he's in his red metro
Slow and low in his red metro
Slow and low yo that's his tempo.
 [bad word] control
Everybody on [bad word] control [bad word] control
Everybody gonna lose control [bad word] control
With my top gun maverick [bad word] control
Everybody on [bad word] control

Everybody on [bad word] control [bad word] control
Everybody gonna lose control [bad word] control
With my top gun maverick [bad word] control
Everybody on [bad word] control