Текст: John Reuben. Soundman.

Hey, Soundman turn me up man let it surround them
Right here right now

It?s up to him to mix me in with my vocal blend from start to end
No party crashin' me and my fellow MC?s we keep it smashin'
Enter the place and watch the crowd start reactin'
With the all shoot back up, back up

Mr. Soundman turn my track up, track up
Even though I might be the act to open up
Show me love dear friend please
Don?t jack me up

Soundman I trust you
It?s a must to hop on your toys and raise the noise up
To a volume that makes the people want to swoon free
Up the music to consume the room

'Cuz when it comes down to it
All that we?ve got is MC?s and DJ?s
And whether or not the man on the boards can afford to feel friendly
To every MC never make the Soundman your enemy

Soundman I trust you
It?s a must to hop on your toys and raise the noise up
To a volume that makes the people want to swoon free
Up the music to consume the room

'Cuz when it comes down to it
All that we?ve got is MC?s and DJ?s
And whether or not the man on the boards can afford to feel friendly
To every MC never make the Soundman your enemy

Big headed MC?s and uptight bands all over the land
They?re ticking off the Soundman, ego?s on ten but in the same trend
You?ve got sound folk who provoke and do it to them
Not to mention the security guard who tries hard to be hard

And takes his job a little too far, and I understand your need for attitude
But I don?t see why we need to spare the gratitude
So I?ll be the first to say, "Job well done"
Thank you Soundman you?re second to none

I also speak on behalf of the DJ
And on that note I feel we?ve earned the right to say

Soundman I trust you
It?s a must to hop on your toys and raise the noise up
To a volume that makes the people want to swoon free
Up the music to consume the room

'Cuz when it comes down to it
All that we?ve got is MC?s and DJ?s
And whether or not the man on the boards can afford to feel friendly
To every MC never make the Soundman your enemy