[Intro: Radio DJ]
You're still on YMPG Radio, folks, be prepared
First Serve, the song "Must B the Music"
It's already on heavy rotation (Do's)
Aw, and it's funky (Don'ts), it's disco, it's hip-hop! (Do's)
And it's classic (Don'ts)
(Do's)
(Don'ts)
(Do's)
(Don'ts)

[Verse 1: Pop Life]
I do boom bap, don't do cool rap
Don't mind a little radio on my coon wrap
We do it for the love, yeah, the love of money
Use it to pay for food so don't go hungry
Do trips to the Caribbean, do skiin'
Don't mind me, just do it so free
Want the good life, don't delay
Why put off tomorrow what I can do today?

[Verse 2: Deen Witter]:
Ayo, been there, done that, murder
Gun rap, pay dues don't pay checks, so run that
High hopes don't sleep, don't do cheap seats
Up front, on stage, where's the funds at
Blizzed in diamonds, see me shining
Dudes do they best to scratch the grinding
Better like who done it, so y'all who won it
Don't believe the hype you simple Simon

[Chorus]:
Must be the music
Got me in a trance, making me high
Must be the music
No escaping this, don't even try
Must be the music
Got me in a trance, making me high
Must be the music
No escaping this, don't even try
It's them do's and don'ts
They're movin' the most
It's them do's and don'ts
They're movin' the most

[Verse 3: Deen Witter]
Okay, dudes, you love 'em
Tell 'em, hug 'em
Make 'em high on life without having to drug 'em
Don't dare ignore them, lie 'em, bore 'em
Holler at their sister, mom or cousin
Do the dishes, but don't break the china
Don't make faces, especially not behind her
Don't get caught, she'll get support like
Late for her birthday, get it in the worst way
Wine, champagne, tickle her with bubbles
If she say do it, do that shit on the double!
Break up, make up, don't hold no grudges
Make sure you tell her if her makeup smudges
Compliment her hairdo, fuck it, more champagne
You need to do it before you get the girl campaign
Wife her, life her, exchange the "I do's"
Anniversary, don't let her remind you

[Chorus]:
Must be the music
Got me in a trance, making me high
Must be the music
No escaping this, don't even try
Must be the music
Got me in a trance, making me high
Must be the music
No escaping this, don't even try
It's them do's and don'ts
They're movin' the most
It's them do's and don'ts
They're movin' the most

[Verse 4: Pop Life]:
I don't carry no firearms
I don't carry that security, the guns for hire arms
What I will do is mind my own
If it ain't my concern I leave it alone (Unless)
It's a fly girl, then I do the right thing
Make it a night thing (And do the do)
And if she don't refrain from the choo-choo train
We'll let it all hang, and she do the crew (All aboard)
I do a lot of things that don't make sense
What I don't do is ride the fence
Hence, the reason for the season
Of the haters who jump on stage and get bathed in tomatoes
Do to the mic that we use to clash in
In comparison to us of the MC's trash
Don't got the skills, don't pursue it
It ain't nobody else's fault, so don't do it!
Freeze!
(When the music come back, sing the chorus, please)

Chorus
Must be the music
Got me in a trance, making me high
Must be the music
No escaping this, don't even try
Must be the music
Got me in a trance, making me high
Must be the music
No escaping this, don't even try
It's them do's and don'ts
They're movin' the most
It's them do's and don'ts
They're movin' the most

[Ken-Du]
Sayin' they was gettin' love everywhere
We's makin' history, baby
The way I was workin' these dudes
It was cash money
But one thing you do learn about managin' a group?
Personalities clash, and that success, it don't last forever