The duo “Das EFX” emerged in 1991 from the well-established East Coast Hip-… Read Full Bio ↴The duo “Das EFX” emerged in 1991 from the well-established East Coast Hip-Hop scene. The group is composed of Willie “Skoob” Hines and Andre “Krazy Drayz” Weston. With their first album “Dead serious” released in 1992, the group creates a mini-revolution by using an ultra-fast rap associated with funky beats. The album was a commercial success. The following year, Das EFX released their second LP “Straight up Sewaside", “Hold it down” in 1995, and “Generation EFX” in 1998. Their last album was "How We Do" which was released in 2003.
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Das EFX's wildly playful, rapid-fire stuttering -- dense with rhymes and nonsense words -- was one of the most distinctive and influential lyrical styles in early-'90s hip-hop. While the duo completely rewrote the MC rule book, they themselves were increasingly pegged as a one-dimensional novelty the longer their career progressed, despite watching elements of their style creep into countless rappers' bags of tricks. Krazy Drazyz (born Andre Weston; Teaneck, NJ) and Skoob (born Willie Hines) were both raised in Brooklyn, but didn't begin performing together until they met at Virginia State University in 1988. Removed from an active music scene, the two were free to develop their most idiosyncratic tendencies; they started making up gibberish words (anything ending in "-iggity" was a favorite) that added loads of extra syllables to their lines, and wove plenty of pop-cultural references into the tongue-twisting lyrical gymnastics that resulted. Das EFX caught their big break when they performed at a talent show judged by EPMD; though they didn't win, EPMD was impressed enough to offer them a deal, and the duo became part of the Hit Squad crew of protégés.

Signing to the East West label, Das EFX began work on their debut album, commuting between Virginia and New York and mailing tapes to EPMD (then touring the country) for guidance. Upon its release in 1992, Dead Serious caused an immediate sensation, and is still considered something of a landmark in hip-hop circles. The first single, the instantly memorable signature song "They Want EFX," was a Top 40 pop hit and a Top Ten R&B hit, and helped push sales of Dead Serious past the platinum mark. Wary of being pigeonholed by repeating themselves, the duo slowed down their lyrical flow and downplayed the surrealistic side of their interplay on the follow-up album, 1993's Straight Up Sewaside, which went gold. Around the time of 1995's disappointing Hold It Down, Das EFX found themselves caught in the middle of EPMD's ugly breakup; it led to a three-year absence from recording. By the time they returned in 1998 with Generation EFX, the group was playing more to a devoted but narrower cult audience; they have remained largely silent since. Steve Huey, All Music Guide

Microphone Master
Das EFX Lyrics

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No matter what the weather son you never wanna spark me
I'm kickin rhymes and gettin mines on the regular
See me in the black Benz just blowin up the cellular
We high as shit, the sky is it
You know the sewer style yo is fly as shit
So grip (what?), you're cheap and buried
cos you're never comin near it
So fear it when you hear it, cheer it but don't compare it
I still be schoolin, foolin em when I'm speakin
Kids be heapin, they love the way that we be freakin
My sewer style it cause disaster so when I ask
you better answer who's the microphone master

Miggity microphone master, super rhyme maker
Miggity microphone master, super rhyme maker
Miggity microphone master, super rhyme maker
Miggity microphone master, super rhyme maker

Well yo, here's the humdinger,
I'm briggity bringin a new style of thing
It's a rap singer with a fat flow, so low and behold
I higgity hold his mic piece for ransom
It's all about expanses, stocks of skunks,
props and my pops get a mansion
By the age of 16, had dreams of big screens
Mad rubbers to keep my dick clean
Chrome tools in rent
and I only go downtown to buy jewels and tints
Jaboll, Guess, ol' Gold and sess
I check the mic 2-1 and chew gum to ease the breath
My style is wild like the Cats of Villanova
The heat on the street'll keep my 40's spillin over
So the skunk and thai keep me high when I'm smokin
And I don't sleep, just take naps with one eye open
See I believe the beaded weed in me is feedin me
the inspi-ration to riggity rock the nation
from white folk to Haitian, Jamaican
Burn MC's like degrees of Mason because you're fakin
I'm on point, exclamation with the caper
The flavor misbehaver from the super dooper rhyme maker

Miggity microphone master, super rhyme maker
Miggity microphone master, super rhyme maker
Miggity microphone master, super rhyme maker
Miggity microphone master, super rhyme maker

I got to give a siggity shout to my mans, my fans at the shows
friends, foes, stiggity stunts and hoes
Drats! I'm friggin to ride the fat, ooh shit!
My crew is shake, rattle and roll thick
Thicker than your blunt cos yo I be's the Brooklyn trooper
and I got more spunk than that punk from Punky Brewster
Bust the lingo Ringo stiggity Starr bingo
I run shit like Kunta, breaks bones like Mandingo
I'm starstruck like starbuck, the bad bro is mad though
I'm all that small cat like Tomko or Hasbo
I have no figgity fear yeah, it's me and mines
Masters of the microphone, makers of the super rhymes

Yo, well yo the shit sound clever,
I'm down for whatever like nuttin nice
Big-up to DJ Dice wreckin shop when he cut 'n' slice
These 20 MC's, please! I never heard of some
We need to murder some like Colin Ferguson
But now ya heard us from the under so feel the thunder
Ya best ta come clean like J-Rule and Felix Unger
I'm buggin like gristle, see I suggest you
dismiss you, my style's official and that's the issue

I show the flow I go until it's time to leave
Believe I'm packin more rhymes up my sleeve

Overall Meaning

In the song Microphone Master by Das EFX, the lyrics revolve around the idea of the duo being powerful and skilled rappers. They describe themselves as the "microphone master" and "super rhyme maker," highlighting their abilities to control a crowd with their lyrics. The song has a confident and boastful tone, with the lyrics suggesting that no rapper can stand up to their skills. The repetition of the phrase "Miggity microphone master, super rhyme maker" serves as a reinforcement of their abilities.

The lyrics also touch on other themes, such as wealth and the high life. The lines "By the age of 16, had dreams of big screens, Mad rubbers to keep my dick clean" suggest that the rapper has aspirations of making it big and living a luxurious lifestyle. Additionally, the lyrics reference drug use, such as with the lines "We high as shit, the sky is it, You know the sewer style yo is fly as shit." Overall, Microphone Master is a song about the power and skill of the rappers, as well as their aspirations for a lavish lifestyle and drug use.

Line by Line Meaning

I iggity am what I am
I am who I am and I'm not afraid to express myself through my artistry with a microphone.

I comes to get biz so bust the jam
I am here to get business done, so let's get this party started.

I might not be the man but y'all I still proceed to slam, I cram to understand why these rappers try to faze me
I might not be the most famous artist, but I still deliver some dope rhymes and I can't understand why other rappers try to compete with me.

They must be crazy messin with the Books and Drayzie
They must be insane to mess with my skills and my partner's skills.

Big-up to Jersey and my people's out in el-a
Shout out to the people of New Jersey and Los Angeles who support me and my music.

Well-a hell-a can never cut the swell-a
No one can match my style and flow.

Cos you can tell I gets biz like Markie
You can tell that I handle my business like MC Markie.

No matter what the weather son you never wanna spark me
No matter the circumstances, no one wants to mess with me or provoke me into a confrontation.

I'm kickin rhymes and gettin mines on the regular
I am always producing creative rhymes and making money from my music.

See me in the black Benz just blowin up the cellular
You can see me driving around in my black Benz and talking on my fancy cell phone.

We high as shit, the sky is it You know the sewer style yo is fly as shit
We are really high and feeling good, and you know that our unique style is amazing.

So grip (what?), you're cheap and buried cos you're never comin near it So fear it when you hear it, cheer it but don't compare it
Hold on tight and listen closely because no one else can match my skill or even come close to copying my style.

I still be schoolin, foolin em when I'm speakin Kids be heapin, they love the way that we be freakin
I am still educating and impressing my audience with my rhymes, and people love how we act and entertain on stage.

My sewer style it cause disaster so when I ask you better answer who's the microphone master
My style is raw and unfiltered, and when I ask the question, you better know the answer: I am the microphone master.

I got to give a siggity shout to my mans, my fans at the shows friends, foes, stiggity stunts and hoes
I must give a shout out to everyone who supports me: my friends, fans, and even those who hate me. Everyone who is part of what I do.

Drats! I'm friggin to ride the fat, ooh shit! My crew is shake, rattle and roll thick
Wow! I am really excited to perform and my crew is strong and ready to support me.

Thicker than your blunt cos yo I be's the Brooklyn trooper and I got more spunk than that punk from Punky Brewster
We are stronger than any blunt (marijuana), and I am tougher and more resilient than any other competitive artist (even Punky Brewster).

Bust the lingo Ringo stiggity Starr bingo I run shit like Kunta, breaks bones like Mandingo
Listen closely to my rhymes as I reference famous figures like Ringo Starr and Kunta Kinte. I am powerful and strong like the enslaved fighter Mandingo.

I'm starstruck like starbuck, the bad bro is mad though I'm all that small cat like Tomko or Hasbo
I am starstruck by my own talent and skills, and everyone knows that I am the baddest (most skilled) artist around like Tomko or Hasbo.

I have no figgity fear yeah, it's me and mines Masters of the microphone, makers of the super rhymes
I am not afraid of anyone or anything, and my crew and I are the masters of the microphone, creating super rhymes that can't be matched.

Yo, well yo the shit sound clever, I'm down for whatever like nuttin nice Big-up to DJ Dice wreckin shop when he cut 'n' slice
Listen up, I have some clever rhymes for you, and I'm ready to do whatever it takes to succeed. Shout out to DJ Dice for helping us create the best music possible.

These 20 MC's, please! I never heard of some We need to murder some like Colin Ferguson
I don't even know who some of these other artists are, and we need to eliminate some of them like Colin Ferguson (who committed a mass shooting on a train).

But now ya heard us from the under so feel the thunder Ya best ta come clean like J-Rule and Felix Unger
Pay attention to us because we are the underdogs who are about to take over. It's time for these other artists to step up their game like J-Rule or Felix Unger (a neat freak from the TV show The Odd Couple).

I'm buggin like gristle, see I suggest you dismiss you, my style's official and that's the issue
I am going crazy with my rhymes, and I suggest that other artists just give up because my style is official and can't be matched.

I show the flow I go until it's time to leave Believe I'm packin more rhymes up my sleeve
I am always delivering more and more rhymes until it's time for me to go, and I always have more in store for the next time we meet.

Miggity microphone master, super rhyme maker Miggity microphone master, super rhyme maker Miggity microphone master, super rhyme maker Miggity microphone master, super rhyme maker
I am the microphone master who creates incredible rhymes, and this is something that is repeatedly reinforced throughout the song.

Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: OSTEN HARVEY, OSTEN S HARVEY, WILLIE D HINES, ANDRE G WESTON

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I iggity am what I am
I comes to get biz so bust the jam
I might not be the man but y'all I still proceed to slam, I cram
to understand why these rappers try to faze me
They must be crazy messin with the Books and Drayzie
Big-up to Jersey and my people's out in el-a
Well-a hell-a can never cut the swell-a
Cos you can tell I gets biz like Markie
No matter what the weather son you never wanna spark me
I'm kickin rhymes and gettin mines on the regular
See me in the black Benz just blowin up the cellular
We high as shit, the sky is it
You know the sewer style yo is fly as shit
So grip (what?), you're cheap and buried
cos you're never comin near it
So fear it when you hear it, cheer it but don't compare it
I still be schoolin, foolin em when I'm speakin
Kids be heapin, they love the way that we be freakin
My sewer style it cause disaster so when I ask
you better answer who's the microphone master
Miggity microphone master, super rhyme maker
Miggity microphone master, super rhyme maker
Miggity microphone master, super rhyme maker
Miggity microphone master, super rhyme maker
Well yo, here's the humdinger,
I'm briggity bringin a new style of thing
It's a rap singer with a fat flow, so low and behold
I higgity hold his mic piece for ransom
It's all about expanses, stocks of skunks,
props and my pops get a mansion
By the age of 16, had dreams of big screens
Mad rubbers to keep my dick clean
Chrome tools in rent
and I only go downtown to buy jewels and tints
Jaboll, Guess, ol' Gold and sess
I check the mic 2-1 and chew gum to ease the breath
My style is wild like the Cats of Villanova
The heat on the street'll keep my 40's spillin over
So the skunk and thai keep me high when I'm smokin
And I don't sleep, just take naps with one eye open
See I believe the beaded weed in me is feedin me
the inspi-ration to riggity rock the nation
from white folk to Haitian, Jamaican
Burn MC's like degrees of Mason because you're fakin
I'm on point, exclamation with the caper
The flavor misbehaver from the super dooper rhyme maker
Miggity microphone master, super rhyme maker
Miggity microphone master, super rhyme maker
Miggity microphone master, super rhyme maker
Miggity microphone master, super rhyme maker
I got to give a siggity shout to my mans, my fans at the shows
friends, foes, stiggity stunts and hoes
Drats! I'm friggin to ride the fat, ooh shit!
My crew is shake, rattle and roll thick
Thicker than your blunt cos yo I be's the Brooklyn trooper
and I got more spunk than that punk from Punky Brewster
Bust the lingo Ringo stiggity Starr bingo
I run shit like Kunta, breaks bones like Mandingo
I'm starstruck like starbuck, the bad bro is mad though
I'm all that small cat like Tomko or Hasbo
I have no figgity fear yeah, it's me and mines
Masters of the microphone, makers of the super rhymes
Yo, well yo the shit sound clever,
I'm down for whatever like nuttin nice
Big-up to DJ Dice wreckin shop when he cut 'n' slice
These 20 MC's, please! I never heard of some
We need to murder some like Colin Ferguson
But now ya heard us from the under so feel the thunder
Ya best ta come clean like J-Rule and Felix Unger
I'm buggin like gristle, see I suggest you
dismiss you, my style's official and that's the issue
I show the flow I go until it's time to leave
Believe I'm packin more rhymes up my sleeve
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@plainwhiterapper1

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First rappers I got into in 1992, when dead serious came out. I grew up a metal head. Was 23 when it came out, and 54 now. I still love Das EFX. You know it is great when it still works 30+ years later. Nothing close to this today in 2023.