When the needle`s picked up, the volume`s kicked up
She`s gonna fix up anything that`s mixed up
When the record gets cut the crowd is lift up
You might think it is but...
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Spinderella`s not a fella - what you say?
Spinderella`s not a fella - that`s ok
Spinderella`s not a fella - watch her play
Spinderella`s not a fella - but a girl DJ
? spins you won`t get
And flip the vocal style, rip the instrumental
Nice on a slice, swift on a mix
Those who dis will then be dismissed
Like a fever she`ll heat up, burn, and feed her
If you can`t put up then shut the hell up
All you mixmasters and cutmasters
True grandmasters even jammasters
Listen to what I`m sayin` on the mic
She`s hard as a man, too sexy for a dyke
So let your ears hear what your mind can`t conceive
Got a cut for your butt on the mix y`all she`s no joke
With the microphone you`re toast
Get ya hyped and excite, mysterious as a ghost
Check the style plus the swiftness
Don`t take my word for it, you be the witness
No one lies when the truth is starin` them in the mouth
The needle won`t stick, it`s the record they hug
No alibis cuz the proof is in the puddin`
Mistakes on hip-hop breaks? She`s just wouldn`t
Make believe what she can do indeed
You`re dealing with the Queen of Speed
Cuttin` the beats with ease, makin` the record bleed
Now then, you know what I mean...
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She`s the inch long on the mixboard
Put your tape on pause and press record
Never does the same cut twice in one night
She`ll go solo toe-to-toe like a vice
Grip the turntable and flip the record over
Heat up the party like a supernova
Because it`s a girl don`t mean jack
If Jill tried to get ill, she`d get slapped
Wanna know her name and why she came?
Not to cause trouble but to entertain
I`m-a tell ya don`t mistake her for a fella
The mix empress...Spinderella!
Yeah, that`s her title
The God of Speed is her DJ idol
Cuttin` like a maniac, clever as a brainiac
Only when the scene`s packed will she react to
Anyone who dares to compare
The comp will be too much too bear
But this chick is big on tricks
With her wrist she`ll flip within a spilt
Second, she`s flexin` and checkin`
The level of the power meter will not be less than
Ten degrees, her sound won`t distort
Mixin` ain`t a job to her it`s a sport
When the turntable speaks, take your advice
My homegirl is nicer than nice
She`s a ?, a slave to the rhythm
If the crowd wants action then she`ll give `em
More than they can handle, this ain`t a scandal
If the mix is mangled she`ll untangle
It with a scratch on it, ain`t that a bit?
The way she can switch from groove to groove
With no room to improve [yeah, I`m telling you]
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Cuts are made to be played not fade
Spin won`t behave if she ain`t paid
To get down, no let down
Put your bets down and just check how
She moves with the grace of a cat being pat
The wax hits hard as a bat
Automated just like automation
Imitation causes irritation
You owe it to yourself to see her
Go backstage and meet her
Get her autograph, take a photograph
I know that`s too much to ask
Word, but don`t give up hope
Spinderella`s not a fella, Spinderella`s dope
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