Source Of The Devil 

DJ Scratchmaster is the killer cut maker blows all other DJ’s away
When he finds an MC def enough for him all the suckers who dissed him will pay
Until that time comes he has to keep scratching or his turntable skills he will lose
Tonight he’s at home with the TV tunes album looking for cuts he can use

Yo!

Gilligan’s Island and Leave it to Beaver are def but it’s not what he needs
The Mr Ed theme song is next on the album so into the scratch he proceeds
He heard the reports that the song was satanic but said That shit ain’t on the level
He was kind of surprised when he started to scratch and heard the words Source of the Devil

He got an ill feeling but kept right on scratching cause DJ Scratchmaster don’t fess
The Mr Ed theme song was scratched to a rap beat you could conjure up Satan with less
The mix controls moved without his propulsion; the speakers all started to smoke
A white horse appeared in his small Queens apartment and these are the words that he spoke

You can’t be Wilbur he’d never wear gold chains or sneakers that are untied
Wilbur was chosen only mortal to call me could almighty Satan have lied?
Well I’m Mr Ed the Source of the Devil and I’ve come here to make you a deal
Scratchmaster sat there lower jaw hanging and listened to Mr Ed’s spiel

Sell me your soul you won’t be sorry I’ll give you whatever you crave
You’ll live a great life the kind that you’ve dreamed of but then you’ll become Satan’s slave
Scratchin’ it up with Run-DMC deejaying the rhymes that they bust
Just give me the word I’ll summon a demon turn Jam Master Jay into dust

After hearing the offer Scratchmaster was tempted but decided to let fate take its course
After thinking a moment he couldn’t believe he considered selling his soul to a horse
Being impatient Mr Ed decided it was time to put on the heat
You’ll have five minutes to think it over while I get something to eat

Yo!

Being a horse Mr Ed decided sugar cubes would be a good snack
He started to eat with out realizing the cubes weren’t sugar but crack
Now crack is an evil even greater than Satan to which we should all say no
Mr Ed didn’t know this and kept right on eating as his OD continued to grow

After licking the bowl clean Mr Ed gave a neigh and dropped dead right on the floor
A bowl full of crack was too much for him the great Mr Ed is no more
A dead horse in your kitchen can be a big problem Scratchmaster didn’t know what to do
He figured it out now out there somewhere is a shitload of satanic glue