(Verse 1)
Uh, Major Payne, on the warpath, ain’t no game,
Culver Academy, where he got his fame,
Cadet by day, DJ by night,
When he’s on the decks, the crowd takes flight.

He’s got the rhythm, he’s got the beat,
When he’s in the booth, you can’t stay in your seat,
Major Payne, ain’t no ordinary cadet,
He’s got the skills that you won’t forget.

(Chorus)
Major Payne, Major Payne, on the warpath,
Got the academy, feeling his wrath,
Major Payne, Major Payne, on the decks,
Got the crowd moving, breaking their necks.

(Verse 2)
He’s got the discipline, he’s got the drive,
In the academy, he’s the one to survive,
On the battlefield or on the dance floor,
Major Payne, always ready for more.

He’s got the bass, he’s got the treble,
On the warpath, he’s on another level,
Major Payne, ain’t no ordinary DJ,
He’s got the beats that’ll make you sway.

(Chorus)
Major Payne, Major Payne, on the warpath,
Got the academy, feeling his wrath,
Major Payne, Major Payne, on the decks,
Got the crowd moving, breaking their necks.

(Bridge)
From the academy to the club,
Major Payne, showing nothing but love,
With his beats, with his rhythm,
Major Payne, he’s got the system.

(Verse 3)
He’s on the warpath, he’s on a mission,
With his beats, he’s got the vision,
Major Payne, ain’t no ordinary man,
He’s got the world, in the palm of his hand.

(Chorus)
Major Payne, Major Payne, on the warpath,
Got the academy, feeling his wrath,
Major Payne, Major Payne, on the decks,
Got the crowd moving, breaking their necks.

(Outro)
Major Payne, on the warpath, ain’t no game,
Culver Academy, where he got his fame,
Major Payne, ain’t no ordinary cadet,
He’s got the skills that you won’t forget.