[Intro]
"Yo, right here your non-stop party block! I'm your host, DJ-"
*gunshots*

[Verse 1: Lavel]
Who the fuck ain't bumpin' the Villainz, you gotta die
On the club and the radio, we 'bout to ride
On you fake ass DJ's who wanna hate
Mr. Club get your tables, I grab the crates
We shot the whole mother fuckin' party up
Tryin to hit the DJ, but we kinda drunk
But we the hardest, and y'all scared like a bitch
Every minute, every hour, play the same old shit
You betta bump this shit, hey, fuck that dance
Bullets make you lean back, and shit in your pants
Pop music? How about shot music?
Get a real DJ before I loose it
Soopa Villain Radio everyday
What the fuck did he say? And what he gon 'play?
No fuck that! (Fuck that!) We gotta burn this bitch down
Dead DJ's bleedin' all over the ground

[Chorus: Shaggy 2 Dope & Violent J]
I shot the DJ! (Bang bang, bang bang) Everyone seen me!
I shot the DJ! (Bang bang, bang bang) And I'ma 44 the top forty!
I shot the DJ! (Bang bang, bang bang) Everyone seen me!
I shot the DJ! (Bang bang, bang bang) And I'ma 44 the top forty!
[Verse 2: Violent J & Shaggy 2 Dope]
So Much blood on the tables, they won't work anymore
They try to sell 'em to the pawn store
Another dead DJ shot in the club
Before the killer ran off, he cut his hands off
Hot Jams 103, DJ found dead
They took a record crate and smashed his head
Into a goulash, and then they disappeared
Sound like the Soopa Villainz was there!
In a fleet of limousines, It's Mr. Diamond
Here to poison the world and commercial rhymin'
Shot twenty-five DJ's in two days
I bloody Diamond cut bullets, in my murder rampage
Mr. Club scratches and cuts DJ's necks open
They run off, bloody and chokin'
Then I blast a hole in they back, big as a basketball
Then turn around and blast they jaws

[Chorus: Shaggy 2 Dope & Violent J]
I shot the DJ! (Bang bang, bang bang) Everyone seen me!
I shot the DJ! (Bang bang, bang bang) And I'ma 44 the top forty!
I shot the DJ! (Bang bang, bang bang) Everyone seen me!
I shot the DJ! (Bang bang, bang bang) And I'ma 44 the top forty!

[Verse 3: Esham]
Time for a killin', The DJ ain't play no Soopa Villainz
So I'm about to hurt his mother fuckin' feelin's
Gay bashin', party crash in gangsta fashion
I didn't like what he was playin, so I blast 'em
Party over here, it's a body over there
On the wheels of steel, blood's everywhere
Say what? Who's that Mr. Club?
Mr. Spade snuck into the party with a snub
As I commence, to cause a lot of casualties
All radio DJ personalities
Home of hip hop and R and B Home invasion
Fuck that, I'm blowin' up the radio station
Fully automatic til they play nothin' but static
Flashback, every time you see a turntable, panic
Fuck that, play my new shit, the crew shit, the true shit
Or get you brains blew, bitch
[Chorus: Shaggy 2 Dope & Violent J]
I shot the DJ! (Bang bang, bang bang) Everyone seen me!
I shot the DJ! (Bang bang, bang bang) And I'ma 44 the top forty!
I shot the DJ! (Bang bang, bang bang) Everyone seen me!
I shot the DJ! (Bang bang, bang bang) And I'ma 44 the top forty!

[Outro: Shaggy 2 Dope & Violent J]
(Bang bang, bang bang) Everyone seen me!
(Bang bang, bang bang) And I'ma 44 the top forty!
(Bang bang, bang bang) Everyone seen me!
(Bang bang, bang bang) And I'ma 44 the top forty!

[Skit]
"Don't look in the light!"
"Ha ha ha! Yes!"
"It's Mr. Diamond!"