Walk This Way
Run-D.M.C. and Aerosmith
[Run-D.M.C.]
Now there's a backseat/lover
That's always under/cover
And I talk til my daddy say
Said you ain't seen/nuthin
Til you're down on her/muffin
And there's sure to be a change in ways
Now there's a cheer/leader
That's a real big/pleaser
As far as I can remi/nisce
But the best thing/love it
Was her sister and her/cousin
And it started with a little kiss, like this
She starts/swingin
With the boys in/tune
And her feet just fly up in the air
Singin hey diddle diddle with a kitty in the middle
And they swingin like it just don't care
So I took a big/chance
At the high school/dance
With a lady who was ready to play
It wasn't me she was/foolin
Cause she knew what was she was/doin
when she told me how to walk this way
Chorus: Run-D.M.C. and Aerosmith
She told me to
Walk this way!
Talk this way!
(repeat 2X)
(repeat all 2X)
Well just gimme a kiss/some head!
Oooh, a-like this!
[Run-D.M.C.]
School girl/sleazy
With a/classy kind of sassy
Little skirt hangin way up her knee
It was three young ladies
In the school gym/locker
And they find they were lookin D
I was high school/loser
Never made it with a/lady
Til a boy told me somethin I missed
That my next door/neighbor
had a daughter/had a favor
And I gave the girl just a little kiss, like this
[Aerosmith]
She starts swingin with the boys in the school
with her feet flyin up in the air
Singing hey diddle diddle with a kitty in the middle
I was swingin like I didn't care
So I took a big chance at the high school dance
With a miss who was ready to play
Wasn't me she was foolin cause she knew what she was doin
when she told me how to walk this way
Chorus
Now the things I do make me a star
and you could be too if you know who you are
Like a bum on the corner big boy in the car (car)
see the ki ki Kid Rock with the Bawitdaba
we hard as raw, what you saw is law
Once again my friend, it's Dj Run on tour
like Dj Run's his name and Kid Rock is his
He's DMC, it's like that, and that's the way it is
Beats get ya open my voice is just like a hurra..
Cain comin' vainin' and feignin' and rainin' terror
Those doing shows they knows I go over
Hoes even chose to pose, but get runover
I comes to see the three, and it's plenty
Jay's running DMC, that's what their puttin'
Never been a time like this that's so vital
I'm the King of Rock 'cause that's my title
Then take a count, 1, 2, 3...
Run-DMC and Jam Master Jay
YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH
You see, I want respect, and if I'm correct
Then you're all like a ball that I have checked
And the shots that they take have no effect
Some punk tried to dunk but he broke his neck
'Cause I rock harder, and I roll farther
You wanna battle Kid Rock, bitch don't bother
To waste your time, messin' with my rhyme
The only kick you'll get out of it is in your behind
YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH
Fire, flames, my name is worldwide
When we yes yes y'all, we rock it all night
To other emcees doin' rock n roll (roll)
It's Run-DMC, Kid Rock patrol
DJ Run 'til I'm done, DMC's the soul
Got MTV on yo' 'mote control (control)
Platinum, platinum can't mess with gold
We never let go of the mic's we hold
Our joints get played, cuts deluxe a la mode
DMC spittin' flames while your jams is cold
Over 30 million records worldwide we sold
Daryl Mac, JMJ, and my name is Joe
The other emcees know about the show
Hooked the turntables up to the telephone pole
Rock a rhyme 99 'til it's time to go
'Cause before long, DJ Run got a rhyme to flow
I come from a school that they call the old
DMC stands for Devasting Mic Control
I come from a school that they call the old
We never let go of the mic's we hold
I come from a school that they call the old
Over 30 million records worldwide we sold
I come from a school that they call the old
It's Run-DMC, Kid Rock patrol (patrol patrol patrol...)
YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH
I come from a school that they call the old
dum diddy dum diddy diddy dum dum
You see, I want respect, and if I'm correct
Then you're all like a ball that I have checked
And the shots that they take have no effect
Some punk tried to dunk but he broke his neck
'Cause I rock harder, and I roll farther
You wanna battle Kid Rock, bitch don't bother
To waste your time, messin' with my rhyme
The only kick you'll get out of it is in your behind
[Run] I would like to throw "Rock Box" in the start of this one..
[Jam Master Jay obliges with the cut.. "Run.. Dee.. Run.. D.. M.. C.." "Here we go again!" -> Chuck D]
"What's it all about?" [4X with stutter repeats]
[Run]
Livin in the city - the crack the mack and all that
Easy does it, is it was it
the black or white that Friday night
in those racist places - let's get it right
Ah to the maximum, and keep askin 'um
when the city gonna fix where the BLACKS are from
And every day around the way another one got
bucked in his head - from a gunshot
No chance in advance for the ambulance
Cause he was just another victim of the circumstance
A brother died, the mother cried, it was a pity
But that's how it goes down when you're livin in the city
[Jam Master Jay cuts "What's it all about?" samples]
[D.M.C.]
Just a hard rock, call him a hard rock
in the metropolis there's no stoppin this
Can't agree with society poppin this
Disagree with the plea when they coppin it
Some men pretend the end will come soon
They gather what they can and them BOOM
You played yourself, you made your wealth;
the deal was dealt - now your health is in question
Three Card Molly, hoodlums - who are we?
Pollution, prostitution, In God We -
- need a solution, revolution, substitution
for the thing's that we're abusing
Pity the city, for the people livin out on the streets
Yo we homeless, the homeless need to eat
There's no progress for the rest
God bless for less
[Jam Master Jay cuts "What's it all about?" samples]
[musical breakdown]
[Run] What it is?
[DMC] What's it all about?
[Run] Whassup G?
[DMC] What it be?
[Run] How you livin HOMELESS PROBABLY
Mandela's free
[DMC] and they're rollin with D
[both] In history you cannot see em like they cannot see me
[Run] The Berlin Wall
[DMC] It all had to fall
[Run] They said no but..
[Jay] "Yo!" "Yes y'all!"
[Run] The people that spoke were never provoked
and now it's tumblin down
Freedom of speech for each
[DMC] Now how that sound?
[Run] Try to stop me from sayin what I want to say
My funky rhyme I never quit until the break of day
NOW HERE WE GO as I flow and show and kick
[DMC] Infor-mation, teach and ? reach inside the nation
and be a.. SEER CAUSE I'M REASON WITH RUN
[Run] And now that the point is out
Let the jam slam my man and tell me
what's it all about?
[Jam Master Jay cuts "What's it all about?" samples]
[musical breakdown]
[D.M.C.]
I flex my muscle, what I must do
is bumrush you, FUCK YOU I'll crush you
The Ku Klux Klan is fucked up
And every good man'll understand
Beginnin and winnin, from the first fuckin vocal
I spoke to you, I ain't no joke to you
I do what I want to do
If you don't like what me and my crew is doin then FUCK YOU
What I do and what I done with Jay and Run
None could ever become, to sum it up bum..
get off my DICK and out my KINGDOM
(Yo yo D tell em where you're from)
Straight from Hollis, Queens
I'm still eatin collard greens and I'm doin the same things
I ain't never goin out suckers..
punk motherfuckers!
What's it all about?
Yo my nigga Jamel Simmons what the deal nigga?
(Gold D, Dig Dast what's goin down, what's goin down)
{Aight, what's goin on, what's goin on
What's the deal pa, where you headed son?}
(Yo I'm bout to go to the studio and lay smash hit
Wit my Uncle Run, boy)
{Word?} Ain't he a Reverend now, collectin plates
At churches and shit?
(He's spittin flames right now baby
He at the top of his game, right now
I'm tellin, I'm show you, watch
Youknowhatimean? He's a born again, hooligan)
Uh-huh
I'm red rum, Reverend Run, brother son, earthquakin
Industry shakin, you kiddin me? We money makin
Your money fake son, I'll call you clay cuz you get's Play-Doh
Jamel and Joey Simmons holdin millions on the lay low
Platinum hailos, hero heads high from hydro
Hit the dime on the combo, she try to diss my rhyme flow
She ain't know we only glamorous like Phat Farm fashion
Simmons name sinamous wit this cash
It's our passion... what!?
Yo basically I'm here to rename rap, it ain't rap no more
Call it Simmons Incorporated, since '74
Lotta money in this fam, think about it
Me wit Run-D.M.C., and him over at Def Jam
Well damn, how the hell you think we livin?
How you think it feel to be a Simmons
Imagine Christmas and Thanksgiving
People wanna know why I ain't on my brother's label
If I did this whole rap game be unstable
Went over to Arista wit Mr. Davis, for the change of neighbors
It's only fair that we share those naked papers
You can tell a cat serious about rap and it ain't luck
If 20 years after his first single, his name's stuck
From '74 to '99, did novice to king, wit a million
MC's waitin in line
Keep a barrel on this album if my man's and them rise
Now speed it up, uh
Run really make ya wanna drop, drop
Now wanna make ya go live, live
Now wanna make ya go live, live
Now hold up
Now I walked on ice and never fell
I spent my time in a plush hotel
John-John Phenomenon, deadly but calm
Word to my born, dead by dawn
Got the right to bear arm, ring the alarm!
Another sound boy dyin, hot irons
Slugs flyin out the hardware appliance
Baby mamma cryin, sobbin and grievin
You was at aws wit them kids till they made it even
Let down ya guard, yes you did, now you barely breathin
To unaware, open season on a duck, we don't give a what
Yo best best to give it up
Sho indeed, let's Run D's MC's, they phony
Some hump free, they mad bogey
Saddle up ya horse, if the sunset mosey
Jam Master Jay deserve a trophy for this track, right?
Futuristic G past type, if that's yo girlfriend
She wasn't last night punk, little boy
Stylin mad chump, ain't no wins here
This sport's extreme, know what I mean?
Gettin royalty, +Down With the King+!!!
Crack, crack, cracks in the cradle
Cracks, in the cradle
Cracks in the cradle, cokes in the spoon
Little Boy Blue higher than the moon
Will he, will he want a weapons, will he wanted the wound
I come to school and lay down the rules
Two, two, two channel empty guzzle, brake gallons of drop
Shorty wit the forty, once sport in the dark
Co-co-corner, black as a goner
Didn't really wanna call my momma in Savannah
I spit dynamite ignite turn off lights
Recite, spit poetry type, get my squad physically hype
Get a hundred blast from Funkmaster, crush ya life
+Blast+ Time to go now, show these fake rappers the way to go down
Down With The Kings, like Smokey down wit Motown
Who wanna come and see, come and test me
Take about a million MC's to wet me
For Run-D.M.C. I let shells fly, freein the five
Wit the red eye, niggas talkin to much
Tape 'em up, leave 'em hog tied
You thinkin about it way to hard, how to get down wit the Gods
Kenny Cash, the Bronx cat, but it'll ride wit gats
Peep chicks huggin the sacks, yours scratchin the back
I'mma shark in a shack, y'all cats is feedin the fish
Now hate and feed wit clips, nigga that leave you ripped
And I'm leavin 'em dry, shit's crushed wit bleadin lips
Bet I, leave these chips, and a C.L.K.
[D.M.C.]
Ayo man can we see them mics man?
[Run]
One two one two and I say...
[D.M.C.]
Party people your dreams have now been fulfilled
Get out your seats and let's get ill
That's right y'all we're not just rough we're more than tough
And when it comes to rhymes we got enough
[Run]
It's like that y'all and we don't stop the body rock
Now it's together (forever) forever (together)
Run-D.M.C. and we're tougher than leather
We're making and breaking and snatching and taking
The deal's for real we could never be faking
[D.M.C.]
I'm chilling, he's cooling, I'm a king that's ruling
Preach and teach and always schooling
[Run]
See, we're learning, and earning, the tables keep turning
To be like us, you could cold be yearning
Pulsating dominating up above
Cold chilling and I'm willing, the name's Run-Love
[D.M.C.]
Creating devastating in the place to be
Full of soul and mic control because it's easy to "D"
[Run]
Beat making, never faking, chilling all of the time
For playing rhyme saying, I get mine
[D.M.C.]
No way to rock me, no way to stop me
It's seems quite shocking to those that mock me
And that's not all, MC's have the gall
To pray and plan for my downfall
But I'm not running, I'm just stunning
Smart not stupid cause I'm so cunning
MC's regret it, I'm upsetting
My recitals take titles and titles I'm betting
[Run]
Like that y'all, so just keep above
See my name is DJ Run, they call me Run-Love
Creative creator, creating the rhyme
Devastating devastator not doing a crime
Making beats every day, and I get mine
The biggest star going far, so check the shine
Big winner, not a sinner when I do my thing
I might have a sling or a fling cause I'm down with the king
Biggest rap no crap, I do not sing
You want a show, let me know, just give me your ring
Like that y'all, we're just keeping it on
D.M.C. my man, to the break of dawn rock
[D.M.C.]
I'm ill, I chill, with skill I kill
And none of my rhymes are run of the mill
I cause grief, I'm chief, there is no beef
And if there's beef I knock out teeth
MC's act dumb, they know where I'm from
The King from Queens and I'm down with Run
[Run]
I take a stand my man, and I won't sit
Cause I'm the real deal, like Coke is it
Then you won't find my name in the yellow page
Cause Run only speaks when it's on the stage
I got a rhyme in line that's easy to find
With a sketch so check, so one of a kind
Got two MC's and one DJ
Grab at least 20 G's when we play
So D.M.C. my boy, my mellow my man
So get on the mic and won't you take the stand
[D.M.C.]
My rock is hard, you can't pull my card
I'm a shining star, shining near and far
Shining like the sun on a day of fun
Always on the move cause I'm down with Run
I'm the cool and calm, I'm the calm and cool
I'm not a fool, I went to school
My name is D.M.C. I tell no lie
And I graduated from Cooley High
I am the only rapper who will not die
I'm a greusome guy, and you can try
To battle D.M.C. but you must be high
[D.M.C.]
These are the words that I wrote so I hope that ya don't man
I'll never joke about the coke that you're smok-in
Understand you're fuckin up, fuckin up the block
Got shot rocked and that's just where the shit stops
What's the meaning of this? I must be dreaming
Everybody's ?? when I see men dealing
for a rhyme or rope, or a dime of coke
Sometimes I rhyme when I'm crying broke
Many many many records broke laws, broke jaws
A few months ago I had to "Pause"
During that time, me and my man
was chilling on the corner with a quart in our hands
A beef broke out, at Soul Kitchen spot
It was crazy Baby Pop, someone got shot
I seen him drop - then came the cops
Sayin, "Nobody run - everybody stop"
I wanted to run, cause I was carryin my gun
Darryl Mack packin mine, strapped with my nine
Everyone on the wall, that's what the cop said
Everyone complied, except Bald Dread, he said,
"Blood claat boi me nah hafa deal wit dat
Yo I'm a superstar for de world dem call 'im Darryl Mack"
I turned around and said, "Word up cop!"
He said, "D.M.C., take your ass down the block"
If it happened to him, it could happen to you
cause that's what's happenin on The Avenue
when I.. "uhh, uhh uhh, uhh.. uhh.."
"Na-na-na-na-na! The Ave."
[Run]
Now on The Ave. (what?) people steal and they dealin away
I got the feelin the illin will never ever pay
Cause on the street, you're never in the fast lane
You go to jail or get a bullet in your brain
People laugh and smile at a stick-up
A young man in a rut, shakin a big cup
People pass his ass and say, "Tough luck"
To waste time for a dime is cold fucked up
A loud shot in the air - not rare
A brother fell to the ground, nobody cares
You ask why, the baby cry, a man laugh
Nobody give a damn, that's how they livin on The Ave.
... AUUUGH!
[D.M.C.]
Away from The Ave. they have what's called the backstreets
Another world of girls that crawl the backseats
Systems that are kickin, sinkin many black beats
(This and that goin on ?? street)
I remember the time there was a jam in ??
??, the music, no ?? til after dark
That's when the shit starts happening
(Brother from The Ave. this and that again)
Body move in the back and a quarter in the jar
Find the rules by the basketball court in the park
And the ? by the bench where the 40 dogs spark
The crowd crowds around like they found Noah's Ark
The young, hung, and swung on a swing
Glidin and slidin and ride the ding-a-ling
I didn't see a kid by the see, so he saw
(Near the monkey bars, funky cars we adore)
I'm throwin fate to the gate ??
(And my man from Japan got vicked for sure)
Do me a favor when you roll with your crew
[D.M.C.]
And you say..
As we go, with the rhyme flow
Just to let you know, Darryl and Joe
Featuring DJ Jam Master Jay
All the motherfuckin way
One time, just to blow your mind
And this is how we do it, just for the people
Sucker D.J.'s are really crazy clowns
Clowns - cold clockin clowns
When will they learn that they had by the pounds
Pounds - cold clockin pounds
Sucker D.J.'s bite our lines up all damn day
All - all damn day
Sucker D.J.'s that's on Jam Master Jay
Uhh ahh ahh uhh ahh ahh
Jam Master.. aiyyo..
The crew is here with you, a check it out y'all
Jam Master.. ah tell me
What the fuck you gonna do
[Run]
Two years ago, a friend of mine
Asked me to say some MC rhymes
So I said this rhyme I'm about to say
The rhyme was Def a-then it went this way
Took a test to become an MC
And Orange Krush became amazed at me
So Larry put me inside, his Cad-illac
The chaffeur drove off and we never came back
Dave cut the record down to the bone
And now they got me rockin on the microphone
And then we talkin autograph, and here's the laugh
Champagne caviar, and bubble bath
But see ahh, ah that's the life, ah that I lead
And you sucker MC's is who I please
So take that and move back catch a heart attack
Because there's nothin in the world, that Run'll ever lack
I cold chill at a party in a b-boy stance
And rock on the mic and make the girls wanna dance
Fly like a Dove, that come from up above
I'm rockin on the mic and you can call me Run-Love
I got a big long Caddy not like a Seville
And written right on the side it reads 'Dressed to Kill'
So if you see me cruisin girls just a-move or step aside
There ain't enough room to fit you all in my ride
it's on a, ah first come, first serve basis
Coolin out girl, take you to the def places
One of a kind and for your people's delight
And for you sucker MC, you just ain't right
Because you're bitin all your life, you're cheatin on your wife
You're walkin round town like a hoodlum with a knife
You're hangin on the ave, chillin with the crew
And everybody know what you've been through
Ah with the one two three, three to two one
My man Larry Larr, my name DJ Run
We do it in the place with the highs and the bass
I'm rockin to the rhythm won't you watch it on my face
Go Uptown and come down to the ground
You sucker MC's, you bad face clown
You five dollar boy and I'm a million dollar man
Youse a sucker MC, and you're my fan
You try to bite lines, but rhymes are mine
Youse a sucker MC in a pair of Calvin Klein
Comin from the wackest, part of town
Tryin to rap up but you can't get down
You don't even know your english, your verb or noun
You're just a sucker MC you sad face clown
So D.M.C. and if you're ready
The people rockin steady
You're drivin big cars get your gas from Getti
[D.M.C.]
I'm D.M.C. in the place to be
I go to St. John's University
And since kinde-garten I acquired the knowledge
And after 12th grade I went straight to college
I'm light skinned, I live in Queens
And I love eatin chicken and collard greens
I dress to kill, I love the style
I'm an MC you know who's versatile
Say I got good credit in your regards
Got my name not numbers on my credit cards
I go Uptown, I come back home
with who me myself and my microphone
All my rhymes are sweet delight
So here's another one for y'all to bite
When I rhyme, I never quit
And if I got a new rhyme I'll just say it
Cause it takes a lot, to entertain
And sucker MC's can be a pain
You can't rock a party with the hip in hop
You gotta let em know you'll never stop
The rhymes have to make (a lot of sense)
Yo Jay, tell em' who the hell we are man!
Run.. (Run..) D.. (D) M.. (M) C.. (C)
All the way live!
For you! (for you.. for you..)
Funkyyyy Fresh (fresh.. fresh..)
It’s like that y’all, we don’t stop, tell em’ D, c'mon!
Throw your hands in the air,
And wave em' like you jus' don't care!
And if you’re ready for Run (DMC) somebody say 'oh yeah'!
(Oh yeah!)
Oh yeah!
(Oh yeah!)
And we won't stop, cos we don't stop this Hollis rock,
Everybody SCREAM!
For all you sucker MC's perpetratin' a fraud
Your rhymes are cold wack and keep the crowd cold bored
You're the kinda guy that girl ignored (what you drivin'?)
I'm drivin' Caddy, you fixin' a Ford (what's your name?)
My name is Joseph Simmons but my middle name's Lord
And when I'm rockin' on the mic, you should all applaud
Because we're (wheelin, dealin, we got a funny feelin)
We rock from the floor up the ceilin
We groove it (you move it) it has been proven
We calmed the seven seas because our music is SOOTHIN
We create it (relate it) and often demonstrate it
We'll diss a sucker MC make the other suckers hate it
We're rising (suprising) and often hypnotizing
We always tell the truth and then we never slip no lies in
No curls (no braids) peasy-head and still get paid
Jam Master cut the record up and down and cross-fade
So Jay ...
[Run]
Because the rhymes I say, sharp as a nail
Witty as can be and not for sale
Always funky fresh, could NEVER be stale
[D.M.C.]
Took a test to become an MC and didn't fail
I couldn't wait to demonstrate
all the super def rhymes that I create
I'm a wizard of a word, that's what you heard
And anything else is quite absurd
I'm the master of a mic, that's what I say
And if I didn't say that, you'd say it anyway
[Run]
Bust into the party, come in the place
See the first things come, the music in your face
Tears down the walls, some of the floor
with the DJ named Jay with the cuts galore
[D.M.C.]
So listen to this because it can't be missed
and you can't leave til you're dismissed
You can do anything that you want to
but you can't leave until we're through
So relax your BODY and your mind
and listen to us say this rhyme - HEY
You might think that you have WAITED
long enough til the rhyme was STATED
But if it were a test it would be GRADED
with a grade that's not DEBATED
Nothing too deep and nothing dense
and all our rhymes make a lot of SENSE
[Run-D.M.C.]
So move your butt, to the cut
Run amuk, you're not in a rut
Each and everybody out there, we got the notion
[D.M.C.]
We want to see y'all all in motion
[Run-D.M.C.]
Just SHAKE, WIGGLE jump up and down
Move your body to the funky sound
[D.M.C.]
Side to side, back and forth
[Run-D.M.C.]
We're the two MC's, and we're gonna go off
Stand in place, walk or RUN
Tap your feet, you'll be on the one
[D.M.C.]
Just snap your fingers and clap your hands
[Run-D.M.C]
Our DJ's Better than all these bands
Huh!
[Run]
We got all the lines
[D.M.C]
And all the rhymes
[Run]
We don't drop dimes
[D.M.C]
And we don't do crimes
[Run]
We bake a little cake with Duncan Hines
[D.M.C]
And we never wear the pants they call the Calvin Klein's
[Run]
Cause Calvin Klein's no friend of mine
Don't want nobody's name on my behind
Lee on my legs, sneakers on my feet
D by my side and Jay with the beat
[Run-D.M.C.]
Jay Jay Jay Jay Jay Jay..
We don't.. we don't.. we don't stop!
Don't.. don't.. don't.. don't stop! (JAY!)
One.. two.. three..
Hollis Crew.. crew.. crew..
For.. for.. for.. for the love now..
Cool T now..
Hah, ?? ..
My, my man Jam Master..
is in his place to be.. (JAY! Jay.. Jay.. Jay..)
The big beat blaster..
?? ..
All, the way live..
Re, remember you don't stop..
Kickin it, and you don't stop..
Rrrrrrrrrock, d-dot, d-dot, rock the spot..
Stick em.. and you don't stop, hah..
Run.. rocks it well, we-welle-well..
a-with the clientele..
Krush Groove..
Young ladies in the place..
We, we we're, we we're we're, we we're we're (bass)
We we're in the hottest space..
Hah.. ??
Homeboys..
Now we're talkin autographs..
Autographs.. and autographs..
Fly girls.. in the place, in the place..
Homeboys..
[Run]
And this is the way..
we rock the house!
Ha hah..
Ya don't..
Ya can't..
and I don't..
ya don't stop!
D.. M.. C..
Huh..
[D.M.C.]
I'm the King of Rock, there is none higher..
Sire!
To burn my kingdom, FIRE..
Re-TIRE..
[Run]
Now we rock the party, and come correct..
BREAK!
Now we crash through walls..
The CEILING!
[Run] On the tape
[DMC] We're fresh out the box
[Run]
And this is the way..
we rock the house!
NOT..
Never.. ever..
Huh..
Ha hah..
Hah!
Yah..
Get it right boy..
[DMC] Sure shot..
[Run]
And this is the way..
we rock the house!
And that's the way.. yeah..
[DMC] Supreme..
Fever!
[Run] Born to talk..
Take a walk..
[DMC] Back up..
[Run] Step off!
Punk.. frontin..
[DMC] Bad..
[Run] B-Boys! .. B-Girls! ..
[DMC] Tough..
[Run] City.. ?? .. ha hah, ha hah
[Run-D.M.C.]
Kings from Queens from Queens come Kings
We're raisin hell like a class when the lunchbell rings
The king will be praised, and hell will be raised
S-s-s-suckers try to faze him but D won't be fazed
So what's your name? D.M.C.! The King is me!
Your High-ness, or His Majesty!
Now you can debate, c-c-c-concentrate
But you can't imitate D.M.C. the Great!
Dissin all devils, causin havoc in HELL
At a very high level base and treble shall YELL
Heard in the heavens are the sounds supreme
So clear to the ear it is sometimes seen
So loud like a cloud with thunder and LIGHTNING
So proud to the crowd it is somewhat FRIGHTENING
No calm in the storm like a beast unleashed
There's no stoppin cause the rockin cannot cease; BREAK!
[Run]
You see it's harder than hard, not one bit soft
Courageous and contagious so you better break North
Not a cold, on a roll, did you hear me cough?
Just listen while I'm dissin cause you're pissin me off
Cold bedding is spreading all across your face
You can't take when I break and if that's the case
I'll go on, and on, and kick the bass
So back up off the cup while I take my taste
[D.M.C.]
It's highly appraised when the hell is raised
So demanding and commanding that you all stand dazed
The unbelieving receiving prophecy so true
I cut the head off the Devil and I throw it at you
My mighty mic control, already brought his soul
The rock king is so bold when he rocks and roll
A black hat is my crown, symbolizin the sound
Signifyin, we won't play around; BUST IT!
[Run]
Rappin and climbin beat-makin every day
No synthesizer sound, so silence when I say
I am great, get it straight, cause that's my fate
My name is Run I'm number one, that's how I rate
He's in the place with the bass, and style and grace
His name is J he's here to play, and win this race
He's off the wall, on the ball, his name is D
Kind of tall yes y'all, he's down with me
[D.M.C.]
From the mountain valley to the deep blue sea
The word is heard as told by D
I don't sing I bring, much delight
Like a star shinin bright in the darkest night
If you are cold, I'll bring you heat
Like I brought the whole world my funky beat
Mysterious and serious I ain't no joke
Fire from the depths of hell AND YOU CAN SMELL THE SMOKE!
[Run]
Kickin and tickin while you're havin a ball
Like chicken finger lickin I'll be vickin you all
So do the bird, have you heard, did they give you a call
Just me and D.M.C., cold shakin the walls
[D.M.C.]
There's no fearin when hearin sound of this kind
Across the land every man is goin out of his mind
On the face of the earth spreadin like disease
Contaminating infiltrating like a horde of bees
[Run-D.M.C.]
Lord of lyrics, duke of discussion
Ruler of rock, your king at cold-crushin
Puller of people - controller of crowds
Lingering lyrics all lasting and loud
[Run]
Left y'all, ah to the left y'all
because I rock upon the mike real def y'all
[D.M.C.]
And to the right y'all, ah to the right y'all
because I rock upon the mike all night y'all
[Run]
You see, I..
[D.M.C.]
.. want respect, if I'm correct
They're all like a ball that I have checked
And the shots they take have no effect
The pope try to dope but he broke his neck
Cause I rock harder, and I get farther
You wanna battle D hey please don't bother
To waste your time, messin with my rhyme
The only kick you get out of is in the behind!
With the Kings of rock now, nigga
Know what I mean?
Queens day cash made on Hollis Ave.
Queen's Queen's Queen's
yea yea yea, make, make it, make it seem easy
Queens day cash made on Hollis Ave.
Q-B-O-R-O nigga
Yo, from the days of encore
Niggers hung around blocks and corner stores
Huggin' gold chains of fantasies rushing the door
Niggers from Rochdale, poppin' shells snatching rings
Fly from sure kings from Queens press the one-eighteen
I have my eyes open stepping out into the world
So fiendish, Old English till I earl, growing pains
a young kid learning early how to know the game
USA roller-skate ring, marks the crews with techniques
Clean streets, hustlers, crack, cocaine
Getting back by throwing block parties and basketball games
A lot of cash made on Hollis Ave
Fast to change, high rollers was living,
Until the taskforce came
A lot of ghost-towns and memories, bad-blooded enemies
So many die with the same gangster pride that entered me
These are the old-timers, they who taught us
How to stand strong and pass it on to the sons and daughters
With your flow, and I'm proud to be all that I know
Q-B-O-R-O, nigga who I'd die for, survive war
How we came a long way in solidarity
Don't let nothing try to spoil this day
To Run, D and Jay is love and my thugs salute
Cause real love is the only thing that comes above this loot
Carhard jeans that makes me think of LL's troops
Let's celebrate it's Queens day this one's for you
Queens day
Cash made on Hollis Ave Q, B-O-R-O nigga
make it, make it seem easy
Queens day
Cash made on Hollis Ave Q, B-O-R-O nigga
make it, make it seem easy
Queens day
Cash made on Hollis Ave Q, B-O-R-O nigga
make it, make it seem easy
Queens day
Cash made on Hollis Ave Queens, Queens....
Some come out of their hometown and they never get dough
But three teens from Queens take over the world and never let go
Just regular cats you know, that just happened to blow
Not synonymous with Hollis Jay, Darryl and Joe
Ayo we made it so that others can grow
Look at LL, A Tribe Called Quest , mam and Nas let's go
Ain't taking credit be showing pride look at us now
Got haters mouths all opened wide wondering how
In some cases the only thing that father and son
Have in common, is their love for Run
Been the illest since day one, too advanced to ever be caught
Who's more legendary than me? That's what I thought
And if somebody want to test mine, yo watch this:
Peter Piper picked pepper:
See, I knew you knew the next line, and I bet you said it
Just spend a minute, I'm still the king of the world
So don't forget it:
Queens day
Cash made on Hollis Ave Q, B-O-R-O nigga
make it, make it seem easy
Queens day
Cash made on Hollis Ave Q, B-O-R-O nigga
make it, make it seem easy
Queens day
Cash made on Hollis Ave Q, B-O-R-O nigga
make it, make it seem easy
Queens day
Cash made on Hollis Ave Q, B-O-R-O nigga, who I die for
This is for my Q dogs, who lit a block's bright spark
We grew up on Old English, summertime Roy with this park
used to be the shit While they had to stop
on the Ave niggas looting all the jewelry spots
Kicked the shirt kegs for ewe everybody stopped
Let it match my cork tests nights
Niggas getting raw, get the back door
Coming out with bags, we used to get our go fronts
From Eddy's gold caps, whatcha know about that
I bet the whole Queens go around 86th with the Chrome bash crew
The young guns and laws voice made the new scream
Create Death story two
The story is true, so let's party for the furor we say
And everybody come outside, cause it's Queens day kid
Queens day
Cash made on Hollis Ave Q, B-O-R-O nigga
make it, make it seem easy
Queens day
Cash made on Hollis Ave Q, B-O-R-O nigga
make it, make it seem easy
Queens day
Cash made on Hollis Ave Q, B-O-R-O nigga
make it, make it seem easy
Queens day
Cash made on Hollis Ave Q, B-O-R-O nigga
make it, make it seem easy
Queens day
Cash made on Hollis Ave Q, B-O-R-O nigga
make it, make it seem easy
Queens day
Cash made on Hollis Ave Q, B-O-R-O nigga
Now Peter Piper picked peppers but Run rocked rhymes
Humpty Dumpty fell down that's his hard time
Jack B. Nimble what nimble and he was quick
But Jam Master cut faster Jack's on Jay's dick
Now Little Bo Peep cold lost her sheep
And Rip van Winkle fell the hell asleep
And Alice chillin somewhere in Wonderland
Jack's servin Jill a bucket in his hand
And Jam Master Jay's making out our sound
The turntables might wobble but they don't fall down
Now Dr. Seuss and Mother Goose both did their thing
But Jam Master's gettin loose and D.M.C.'s the king
Cause he's adult entertainer
Child educator
Jam Master Jay king of the crossfader
He's the better of the best best believe he's the baddest
Perfect timin when I'm climbin I'm a rhymin apparatus
Lot of guts
When he cuts
Girls move their butts
His name is Jay hear the play he must be nuts
And on the mix real quick and I'd like to say
He's not Flash but he's fast and his name is Jay
Jay's like King Midas as I was told
Everything that he touched turned to gold
He's the greatest of the greater get it straight
He's great
Playing fame cause his name is known in every state
His name is Jay
To see him play
Will make you say
God damn that DJ made my day
Like the butcher the baker
The candlestick maker
He's a maker a breaker
And a title taker
Like the little old lady who lived in a shoe
If cuts were kids he would be you
Not lyin y'all he's the best I know
And if I lie my nose will grow
Like a little wooden boy named Pinocchio
And you all know how the story go
Tricks are for kids he plays much gigs
He's a big bad wolf and you're the three pigs
He's a big bad wolf in your neighborhood
Not bad meaning bad but bad meaning good
We're Run-D.M.C. got a beef to settle
D's not Hansel he's not Gretel
Jay's a winner
Not a beginner
His pockets get fat others get thinner
Jump on Jay like cows jump moons
People chase Jay like dish and spoon
And like all fairy tales end
[Run]
Yo Dee let's break out we late man, hurry up
[DMC]
Alright man let's go to Poppa Ken's, get some 40-dogs man
Aiyyo man pull over! [tires squeal]
[Run]
What for? [car door]
[DMC]
I gotta take a piss man
[D.M.C.]
I got to pee I got to pee upon a tree, right
I got to pee I got to pee upon a tree..
I pee upon a tree because I drink too much Olde E
And not time, for pee, to come out, on me, so I
I go and pee I go and pee upon a tree, right
I go and pee I go and pee upon a tree.. (buk buk buk)
The people walk by and say, "Aiyy D.M.C.!"
"No no, no no, yo bro it is not me." right?
I got to pee I got to pee upon a tree, right
livin in the.. livin in the.. livin in the.. livin in the ci-tayyyy!
(This what happens in the city e'ryday)
[Run-D.M.C.] The city..
c-c-livin in the ci-tayyyy!
[Run-D.M.C.] The ci..
c, ci-c, ci-c-c-c-c-ci-tayyyy!
[D.M.C.]
From the city, although it ain't pretty
And times gettin down to the nitty gritty
The city busy, traffic tragic
Magic graphic ain't nuttin to laugh at
Poverty, robbery, larceny
Problems to me so don't bother me
with the drugs thugs I ain't got no time for that
I'm too busy tryin to get another brother's, pockets fat
Stay the fuck in school, cool learn the rule
Knowledge to fuel the brain the tool
I kick info just to let you know
the rhyme gonna show you how far you can go
in the city
L-li-li-la-li, li-li-livin in the ci-tayyyy!
The ci-tayyyy!
[D.M.C.]
And I say.. the brother's about to get naughty!
Rockin you on down.. to the last.. STOP!
[Run]
See them on the corner, scheamin a scam
Makin plans beat the man that'll put him in ?amb's?
Cut for the loot to group, hit a troop or bank
No thanks to the brothers in blue
Freeze stay at ease, nigga get to your knees
Seen cash in the back, about a hundred G's
Step to the next, got a scam with checks
Cold stole a bankroll from plenty of ?? then
up to The Ave., a cab to the lab
to make a stop to drop off the money in the bag
and then send a friend that's been down
to do a job to rob a brother in town
Livin and givin a damn, two different things
The brother dig diamond rings
It's not about makin the money, but the money is taken
Shake em down, flip em out, then break em
He'll break a leg, to get the money
A diggy diggy don't forget he'll break a law, seen
Ain't a damn thing funny bout a nigga named Sonny
but the brother's about to get naughty
The brother's about to get naughty! [4X]
[D.M.C.]
Starin and tearin in my direction
Selection is vexin, I brought protection
Suspicious, frisk us, ? has to diss us
Scoldin and holdin me 'gainst my wishes
Searchin my ride, my body, my soul
Tryin to find some kind of substance control
Maybe someone is carryin a gun
No, nothing, no one has none
Gloomy and sorry when I come clean
Yo officer, what does this mean?
My system is loud and I draw a crowd
Not only King, I'm black and I'm proud
This ride is mine, do you mind if I own
So stop tryin to rob mines and leave me alone
The officer said I saw you before
comin out the door of a grocery store
I said to my partner there goes a man
and he's got a trouble starter, inside his hand
My man Eric Blam said stop on the cops
And then what the Blam said, you're sure to get shot
Now they ignore me cause you saw me with a 40
He thought the brothers were about to get naughty
The brother's about to get naughty! [4X]
[Run]
How ya livin on the ill side, makin a livin
driven, never givin a damn about the women and
if this is life, your wife, you're livin trife
For spite you hit the pipe every night and just fight
You're naughty, make a girl get physical
She get loose for juice and then you diss her
Pull and take another girl on a escapade
A trip around the world a what a mess you made
Another lady, gravy, maybe you're crazy
You see ?? today, you don't faze me
but gettin kinda hectic on the power tip
A brother gotta pay no matter how it get
Face the facts, base the crack,
taste the stacks last, and these suckers are back
So when you see the company that claim to be
the truth you done get raw, see
Check out the three, Run-D.M.C.
and the brothers about to get naughty!
The brother's about to get naughty! [4X]
Open up the door and let the brothers in
Cause it's a sin, if we ain't down, on what's happenin
Yo what's up, you don't like the way I walk
or I guess it's, just the way I talk or are you prejudiced
Invited to the show, threw on my afro
Jumped out the limo, get to the front, you tell me no
Yo I just came to mingle, watch the earrings jingle
Grab a cutie rub-a-dub 'til it tingle
But you wanna single me out, but I ain't did that
Check me, I ain't strapped, pull the barricade back
I'm comin in black, I know you're hard dick
six foot bodyguard, but why should I be barred
Yo, yo, pass the 40
Cool T, Hurricane, Run and D's about to get naughty..
I'm the king of rock, there is none higher
Sucker MC's should call me sire
To burn my kingdom, you must use fire
I won't stop rockin' till I retire
Now we rock the party and come correct
Our cuts are on time and rhymes connect
Got the right to vote and will elect
And other rappers can't stand us, but give us respect
They called us and said we're gettin iller
There's no one chiller
It's not Michael Jackson and this is not Thriller
As one def rapper, I know I can hang
I'm Run from Run-DMC, like Kool from Kool and the Gang
Roll to the rock, rock to the roll
DMC stands for devestating mic control
You can't touch me with a ten foot pole
And I even made the devil sell me his soul
Now we crash through walls, cut through floors
Bust through ceilings and knock down doors
And when we're on the tape, we're fresh out the box
You can hear our sound for blocks and blocks
For every living person we're a purple treat
It's me and DMC, Jay where's the beat
Now we're the baddest of the bad, the coolest of the cool
I'm DMC, I rock and roll. I'm DJ Run, I rock and rule
It's not a Trick or Treat and it's not a April Fool
It's all brand new, never ever old school
You got the music in your body and you can't comprehend
When your mind won't wiggle and your knees will bend
Music ain't nothin but a people's jam
It's DJ Run-DMC rockin without a band
Now I walked on ice and never fell
I spent my time in a plush hotel
I stood on many stages, held many mics
Take airplane flights, at huge heights
So all you sucker MC's, you gotta say please
Cause when he jumps high, I'm pulling down weeds
Got a song so strong, it's knocking down trees
Is it hard to believe it's Run-DMC
I am from, around the way
And Run goes to school, every day
And Jay plays the records he has to play
And we get down with no delay, HEY!
I rock the party with the words I speak
And Run says the rhymes that are unique
And Jay cuts the records every day of the week
And we are the crew that can never be beat
So don't try to diss me, try to be my friend
Cause if you do, you'll get yours in the end
The rhymes we say, shall set a trend
Because a devestating rap is what we send
Every jam we play, we break two needles
There's three of us but we're not the Beatles
My name is Darryl, you can call him D
You can call me Darryl Mack, or you can call him DMC
People always ask, "DMC, what does it mean"
D's for never dirty, MC for mostly clean
Like we said before, we rock hardcore
I'm DJ Run, I can scratch. I'm DMC, I can draw
And now we got the knack, to attract
Our rhyme's an aphrodisiac
We'll reign on your brain and rock your knot
When it comes to rock, give it all we got
To be MC's, we got what it takes
Let the poppers pop and the breakers break
We're cool cool cats, it's like that
That's the way it is, so stay the hell back
We're causin hard times, for sucker MC's
Cause they don't make no songs like these
PERIOD!
The way it is
Huh,Huh
Jam Master Jay
J-J-Jam-Jam-Jam-Jam-Jam
Jam Master Jay
J-J-Jam-Jam-Jam-Jam-Jam
Kick off the shoes
K-K-K-K-Kick
Kick off the shoes
K-K-K-K-Kick
Kick off the shoes
80-80-80-84
80-80-80-84
80...
Jay...
J-A-why are the letters of his name
J-A-why are the letters of his name
Real...Jam-Master
Real...Jam-Master
...And only practice makes a real Jam-Master
Run...
Run DMC and Jam-Master Jay
Kick off the shoes
Kick off the shoes
Jump on the jock
Listen to the Jam-Master as he starts to rock
[Run]
Unemployment at a record highs
People coming, people going, people born to die
Don't ask me, because I don't know why
But it's like that, and that's the way it is
[D.M.C.]
People in the world tryin to make ends meet
You try to ride car, train, bus, or feet
I said you got to work hard, you want to compete
It's like that, and that's the way it is
Huh!
[Run & D.M.C. alternate lines for the remainder of the song]
Money is the key to end all your woes
Your ups, your downs, your highs and your lows
Won't you tell me the last time that love bought you clothes?
It's like that, and that's the way it is
Bills rise higher every day
We receive much lower pay
I'd rather stay young, go out and play
It's like that, and that's the way it is
Huh!
Wars going on across the sea
Street soldiers killing the elderly
Whatever happened to unity?
It's like that, and that's the way it is
Disillusion is the word
That's used by me when I'm not heard
I just go through life with my glasses blurred
It's like that, and that's the way it is
Huh!
You can see a lot in this lifespan
Like a bum eating out of a garbage can
You noticed one time he was your man
It's like that (what?) and that's the way it is
You should have gone to school, you could've learned a trade
But you laid in the bed where the bums have laid
Now all the time you're crying that you're underpaid
It's like that (what?) and that's the way it is
Huh!
One thing I know is that life is short
So listen up homeboy, give this a thought
The next time someone's teaching why don't you get taught?
It's like that (what?) and that's the way it is
If you really think about it times aren't that bad
The one that flexes with successes will make you glad
Stop playing start praying, you won't be sad
It's like that (what?) and that's the way it is
Huh!
When you feel you fail sometimes it hurts
For a meaning in life is why you search
Take the bus or the train, drive to school or the church
It's like that, and that's the way it is
Here's another point in life you should not miss
Do not be a fool who's prejudiced
Because we're all written down on the same list
It's like that (what?) and that's the way it is
Huh!
You know it's like that, and that's the way it is
Because it's like that, and that's the way it is
(Repeat these lines til fade)
[Intro:]
[Run & D.M.C]
The microphone master DMC
Causes 1, 2, 3, 4 casualties
You'll be praisin D down on your knees
Cos I'm poppin, and droppin, stoppin all MC's
[Verse One:]
[Run]
Connect, eject, and collect respect
Get down to the sound cos I come correct
So when I write don't bite and I might check
And if I find your behind I'll break your neck
Mr. World Rhymin' Rapper ready to have fun
You'll reason with the rekkid cos it's made by Run
It's def, you was left in a total stun
So bust a move while I prove who's number one
Got quality and skill both beyond belief
Do I steal? Be for real, I'm not a thief
Dictator and hater of those that beef
That's right I can fight and I'm the chief
[Verse Two:]
[DMC]
People in the place don't put D down
I'm the microphone master the best around
There's not too many of my type
And all rap titles I will swipe
You'll see me talkin to a girl
A sweet young thing with jheri curls
I never ever wore a braid
Got the peasiest hair and still get paid
[Run]
Well I'm dropping MC's with just one punch
Cos it's the baddest of the bunch so call me Capt. Crunch
Slayin MC's, make em walk the plank
And what's next, start the decks while I count I count my bank
[DMC]
And I'm the wizard of words, the ruler of rap
Not soft, not a sucka, could never be a sap
You might get jacked cos you talk crap
When I bust my rap they all step back
I'm paid on stage, Run's on my left
On his right, on the mic, I recite I'm def
Because every performer is only a goner
Keep all sissy soft suckas off my corner
[Scratch: LL Cool J "Is it live?"]
Cos Darryl Mac will do things like that...
[Verse Three:]
[Run]
The sophisticated sound, not soft or sour
It's servin you suckas, sellin dreams in the shower
It's rockin this party hour, hour after hour
If a girlie tried to diss this (What's up with that?)
I won't allow her
Cool chief rapper, I see a girl I tap her
Then I take her on the floor, she don't dance, I slap her
The girl starts to cry and the crowd asks me why
[Run]
Back, back, back with the boom, so give a nigga room
Came with the fame with my name came a tune
The King of Rock, there is none higher
God ?? with Madonna not melodic like Mariah,
Carey, when Larry put me in his Caddy I made my album
I rock the funky beat like Marky Mark be rockin Calvin,
Klein's, no friend of mine, I told you Pryor,
Richard, switch it all around now you admire
"My Adidas" was a hit in eighty-six it made me dollars
Stompin straight through Compton niggaz there was screamin, "HOLLIS!"
Back to the top, you're bout to get dropped
Go for what you know or ride the bo' and get stopped
My man Darryl Mack, dressed in all black
I pass the mic to D (and D.M.C.'ll pass it back)
Rappers won't be dissin after this rap song
Cause they sing like Rodney King, "Can't we all just get along?"
[Chorus]
[D.M.C.]
From a harder core, I'm kickin the raw
I wreck it on tour, I'm breakin your jaw
This is what Run-D.M.C.'ll be about y'all
I make the party people want to scream and shout y'all
I'm just a b-boy, so watch me destroy
You best believe in you're receivin D.M.C. boy
I used to explode, I never let go
I let the tec go back because I said so
Yeah I'm a hoodlum, but I'm a good one
So punks gunnin for my run I wish they would come
So back up, Mr. Softy cause you're not hard
You're never comin off because I got God
Just ?? and get a beat down
Never weak kid, I come up with more street sounds
Rhymes galore and soarin 'cross the floor an'
some more is pourin, knockin down your door an'
[Chorus]
[Run]
C'mon and jump to the rhythm I give em is what I give em
when I get em I just hit em and split em
and when I split em lit em up like a bulb in the dark
I made you blink you figure out, cause I know you're the mark
I gotta lotta what I gotta, that'll be what I got
So step to me or D.M.C and it'll be in your heart
Now ease up back off the bo-zack, you know that you bite
You think you're doin me or D? Nigga please.. (what?)
[Malcolm X]
Many of our people..
stealing..
gambling..
Many of our people turn to..
[Run]
Crime, time, nah I get mine
Climb, do fine, wine and just dine
Make, break, ill and just take
fate for God sake a break is at stake
Crack, wack, smack you right back
In fact you might last to jack if I crack
Cry, lie, do or just die
Live positive and give, but that's why "I'm not.."
[cuts:]
"going" .. "out, out out" .. "like that", "I'm not!!"
"going" .. "out, out out" .. "like that" (like like, like..)
"going" .. "out, out out" .. "like that", "I'm not!!"
"going" .. "out, out out" .. "like that!"
[D.M.C.]
Dee the King me, and you knew it
??, so get to it
You want to flaunt and talk, and you're tryin
to taunt and want and want, cause you're dyin
Your place, race, chase, and I seen it
and now, child, bow, and I mean it
I came, saw, kicked, and you saw it
The crowd, proud and loud, and all for it
?? sin is wrong, so don't do it
We invented the song, and you blew it
I knew the time was right, so I wrote it
Here's the hook, look, so just quote it "I'm not.."
[cuts:]
"going" .. "out, out out" .. "like that", "I'm not!!"
"going" .. "out, out out" .. "like that"
"going" .. "out, out out" .. "like that", "I'm not!!"
"going" .. "out, out out" .. "like that!"
[Run]
Comin off, time and time, and that's whether
you, your crew, knew, whatever
I did, done, do, I'm this clever
I come again and win, and you'll never
see a man like me, your idol
So joke, smoke, toke, but this title
the rhyme is mine, fine, and so vital
It's time for me to rock, my recital
Gonna tell you about a groove, that's comin
from the heart in part, and just one in
a million, or you, will be bummin
So check the time, the rhyme, that comes from it
Inside your brain, remain, so just keep it
plain, sane, refrain, so just peep it
Look, see it, check, but never stop it
The hook, comes, next, so Jay drop it! "I'm not.."
[cuts:]
"going" .. "out, out out" .. "like that", "I'm not!!"
"going" .. "out, out out" .. "like that" (like like, like..)
"going" .. "out, out out" .. "like that", "I'm not!!"
"going" .. "out, out out" .. "like that!"
[D.M.C.]
Gotta go Joe you know, to the T-O, P
and see Dee, you know we know
the way today I say, I'm not a Leo
The King is Dee and Jay, he score ??
that's left to smile a while, keep grinnin
This past style, is wild, and I'm winnin
Roll, stroll, control, and I'm coolin
The King of Rock and Roll, and I'm rulin
I rhyme, shock and stop, and I'm droppin
I pop hip-hop, I'm hip-hoppin
Receive a G ?? while I'm throwin
It's D.M.C. it's me, I'm not goin "I'm not.."
[cuts:]
"going" .. "out, out out" .. "like that", "I'm not!!"
"going" .. "out, out out" .. "like that" (like like, like..)
"going" .. "out, out out" .. "like that", "I'm not!!"
"going" .. "out" .. "like, like-like that!"
[Run-D.M.C.]
Must, crush, us, you gotta
take, us, out, we're hotter
Team, is, mean, a lot of
work, in, volved, we're smarter
Dee, Jay, Run, no jokin
Hot, as, Hell, we're smokin
Punks, rumps, chumps, we're yokin
News, is, crews, are chokin
Out, like, that, not goin
in, like, men, we're growin
Chance, to, dance, not blowin
Go, to, show, don't roll in
Don't, you, know, we're stayin
here, to, show, not playin
Here's, the, jam, respect it
Time, to, end, THIS RECORD! "I'm not.."
[cuts:]
"going" .. "out, out out" .. "like that", "I'm not!!"
"going" .. "out, out out" .. "like that" (like like, like..)
"going" .. "out, out out" .. "like that", "I'm not!!"
"going" .. "out, out out" .. "like that!"
[D.M.C.]
Yeah, one two one two
And I say
as we let the music play
This is dedicated to Ruddy Ray
from all the homeboys around the way
So def it won't get an F
Jay receives an A for his essay
Spins til you're dizzy
Born to get busy
Is he the Jam Master?
Isn't he, or is he?
And my name is D.M.C.
The K-I-N-G
The car that I drive is called a Caddy
The drink that I drink is called O.E.
And I wear my glasses so I can see
My homeboy right next to me
His name is DJ Run
Shoots a gift like a gun
Slays suckers one by one
Rather chill than kill
cause the killing's no fun
So together forever
Crew be tougher than leather
We gonna slay the bad ones
until there are none
[Run-D.M.C.]
Run-D.M.C.'s award nominee
The K-I-N-G's of all M-I-C's
Like Hercules, with rhymes like these
Never crackin not lackin and I still pull G's
[Run]
Well I ah, impress the bad, suggest the rad
Who be less when they 'fess, against the test
[D.M.C.]
And I insist that this, with a flick of the wrist
will be kid not dissed at the top of the list
[Run-D.M.C.]
So go a-head, and stand, check out the man
With a clan, never ran, and in demand
[D] So just a
[R] Bust a rhyme
[D] It's a must cause I'm
[R] Funky fresh, in the flesh AND YOU KNOW THE TIME
[D] Why don't ya, bust it son
[R] Cause I'm number one
[D] Just do it, pursue it
[D] Hit it Run!
[Run]
Yo I'm flowin and showin rocks knots and shockin the mind
I'm only chillin and killin, so won't you check out the rhyme
Meetin greatin and seatin, suckers all in a row
Crashin mashin and bashin, my name is Run, call me Joe
Fat as ever and clever, and never second to none
Wearin leather and better (What's your name?) DJ Run
But in the summer's a bummer, cause I leave em at home
Just Adidas and me, and ? and D on the phone
Diggin eyein the crown, sellin skills by the pound
Makin breakin and takin all of the suckers around
Puttin fear in the heart, at the top of the chart
Stunning gunning and funning, cause Run's running this art
DJ's facing the rage, never losing a show
Cause when the set is a match, then they're ready to go
Swervin curvin deservin, the grass grow everyday
Cause makin money ain't funny, ain't that right JMJ?
[Run-D.M.C.]
Full in effect, set comin correct
Yet gainin respect, still breakin a neck
[D.M.C.]
I'm coolin and chillin, not foolin with illin
On the mission it's thrillin, and I'll make a killin
My higher desire, go high and then fly ya
Makes me the messiah, I'll neve rretire
I'm spankin and bankin, high rankin and skankin
Improvising, suprising, I'm rising and flaking
My boys on the side, the front and the back
A Cadillac and a stack, for the King Darryl Mack
Not workin for free, pocket full with a G
And they always ask me, D.M.C., "How'd ya do it Dee?"
On the go with Joe, makin pay with Jay
All day, WHY? Cause I'm livin that way
One wonders, WHAT? How it gets done
I hear questions, FROM WHO? From everyone
I'm cool.. I broke the rule
Breakin all but laws, when I break fool
Cause I'm the man.. that was born to rule
every girl in the world, and make them drool
It's easy to be, it's easy to D
It's easy to G, it's easy to me
Wanna know how I do it, got a goal, I pursue it
Got the soul, to get to it, you was told, so you knew it
The answers, from questions, I'm tellin to thee
[Run]
Next.. next.. next..
Next y'all it's yes y'allest the tallest
Three the hardest from Hollis
If we didn't lock the blocks a lot of blocks'd be jobless, son
Run-D.M.C. and Jam Master Jay say, hey!
Come come and see the way we play ?? away day
In and out, sendin shouts out the mouth
If in doubt, chin em out, grill his mouth and send his snout South
I'm out - of course the force from up North
ain't up for grabs yup whattup then it's up yours!
You see we ain't open up doors - that's BUSINESS
We knocked those things off the motherfunkin HINGES
Whoever said we fell off, I have no taste for it
We couldn't fall off a skateboard, don't WAIT for it
Cruise the city hard, tell your city we're in charge
Watch it gitty-God or you'll be head and titty scarred
?? alliance by my mind and rhymes are more than shiny
So in the 90's watch your tiny heiny get grimy
[Chorus: Run-D.M.C.]
Hit 'em hard, catch him off his guard - what?
Hit 'em hard, catch him off his guard - what?
Hit 'em hard, hit 'em hit 'em hard - what?
Hit 'em hard, hit 'em hit 'em hard..
(D!)
[D.M.C.]
The hard hitter, I come to cross a critter splitter
Gold digger, better get a babysitter
I'm Daddy, cruisin like a Caddy braggin
Rag rag em, bruise em in a paddywagon
Pull a magnum, point it and I spat it at him
Then I stab him, grab the mics and start to blab em
Like a dragon, the breath of death is goin off
I'm comin hard, I'm one with God I'm never soft
I'm a father, to all the kids I'm gettin rid of
Livin larger, I give it to the highest bidder
So ante up, and come on out your pockets punk
The punk rocker, is gonna lock ya in a trunk
I pull a pump, and bump you off into a dump
You hear a thump, because I had to stump a rump
From Hollis Ave., I'll have you on the boulevard
I pull your card, word to God you know I'm hittin hard
[Chorus]
[Run]
Well as the mode explode (Run..) ?? when I'm layin one
Listen what I'm sayin (Run..) no playin are you obeyin Run
Bass is placed on the case (Run..) and it'll soon crash
sound beatdown AUGGGHHHH! [explosion] Another boom bash
See me and first thing they'll be like cursin I'm rehearsin it
You're weak and you're wack and you'll be the second and I'm first in it
Comin at you hard with God we're never feelin odd
Tell me how you figure pull the trigger nigga gettin scarred
Troop without a care my dear, you never hear a fear
Standin in the corner my daughter, you wanna - call me
You wanna call me out, you wanna call me out
You wan' you wan' you wanna wanna call me out a with the
trendy wear and your nappy hair
Never give a glare too rare you just stare
Prepare for your prayer, remember the tear
Cause Run'll beat ya, got to reach ya, ??, and I'ma
[D.M.C.]
Groove to the sounds of Jam Master Jay
The high-potent, super-charged
spiritual lyrical miracle, of a man
Damn, you can't understand
the fulfillment, of the prophecy
The epitome, the legacy, of every MC
Understand, to be the man
you got to beat the man
Got somethin to say, let the music play
Groove to the sound of Jam Master Jay
It's the real, real deal
Don't you feel stupid? Reel to reel, and we looped it
Takes it around, we threw the sound
Threw down, now scoop this!
Here we go, like back in the days
The true heroes, MC's, DJ's
The Hollis Crew, we rocked the spot
Fe-male grou-pies, they jock a lot
Ugly hoes jockin, don't give em no rap
Sack ?? or not, cause my posse's strapped
Don't deny us, the flyest guys in town
Punks, try us, you get beat down
The 40 Ounce Crew and Afros is in charge
We N.F.L. - that's Niggaz Fuckin large
and we drive big cars
Our entourage, is rollin hard
We don't play uh-uh no way
Groove to the sound of Jam Master Jay
Ah let's go now..
Ya don't stop..
You keep on and..
rock the house!
[Run]
So slam for the jam, fast, if ya can
Damn I never ran, cause man I am
gonna keep the beat complete (complete)
compete defeat (defeat), and serve suckers a seat!
And now you're lazy crazy, a daisy don't faze me
Here's my nine now raise me
Another vic to stick and lick so quick
You got your ass kicked now get off my dick
Pull up to the bumper baby
And kiss my motherfuckin ass!
[both]
As we come, together, forever, whenever
The clever get better (better) so get yourself together
[Run]
And listen to the rhymes I'm about to say
[D.M.C.]
And groove to the sound of Jam Master Jay
Ah let's go now..
Ya don't stop..
You keep on and..
rock the house!
Now I kick a lyric live, rip rockin rhymes
A line on time, a fine design
All the girls, look my way
All on mines and they always say,
"D.M.C. - you look so cute
in your Carhart suits, and Adidas boots"
I'm not souped, I just troop
Loop the loop, for my crew
I hold the fort, fly rhymes I sport
I fought then brought you the knowledge you sought
So listen good, and listen well
cause I +Raise Hell+ with the stories I tell
which I say and play, day by day
when I groove to the sounds of Jam Master Jay
So let's go now..
Ya don't stop..
You keep on and..
rock the house!
And aiyyo! I just wanna shout out to my home-BRO, from Tokyo!
And check this out, if you're a critic, you can get the DIDDICK
just because I pop a lot of SHITTIT
All the way, to L.A.
And to my homeboys, Ladi Dadi
I just wanna know, why you rock it so hard
And to the Hollis Crew, the 40 Ounce Crew
and the Afros too, just wanna let you know,
this is what we love, TO DO!
[D.M.C.]
For the past, decade..
and the last, ten years..
many reps were made..
many debts were paid!
Some CREWS, paid DUES..
others REFUSED, to LOSE..
How do you feel out there?
Ahh Yeah Ah Ah check this out
1 2 3 in the place to be
as it is plane to see
He is DJ Run and I am DMC
Funky fresh from 1983 DJ Jammaster J
Inside the place with all the bass
He leads us by the trace
And we came here tonight to get on your case
And we are the crush grooving
The body moving directly makin' and directly breakin'
And it goes a little somethin' like this:
It goes a one two three and
Here we go here we go here we go
here we here we here we go
DMC and DJ Run, dum diddi dum didi didi dum dum
We're rockin' on the mic so that you know where we are from
Dum didi dum didi didi dum dum
We hope your pray for the big big drum
Drum didi drum didi didi drum drum
So people in the place have a big beater
Here we come here we come here we ?dipi? come come
So come on everybody let's all get down
What we have is a brand new sound
So nobody out there be misled
We make a more beat rhymes inside our head
The other MCs can't have a peak
When we rock on the mic to this big beat
The beat is peak it's kind of taw
When we're on the mic very taw
It's like that yo (that yo) it's like that yo (that yo)
It't like that or like that or like that yo (that yo)
Cool chief rapper I don't trick further
You keep a bag of sugar inside my live (HA!)
You let us cool everything (HA!)
when it's time for the peng (HA!) (HA!)
Because I'm rockin' on the mic until the break of day
And all the things I do make me a star
And you can be too if know who you are
So put your mind tuned to go real far
And next thing is to know what happens so far
Liggy liggy liggy liggy liggy liggy liggy
Listen to the beat NO I say
because it's not routine in the way I play (Ahh yah?)
sittin in my house all time of the day and then I
move the time Jammaster J
Hey they used to call me easy D
because I rock on the mic so easily
But now the call me DMC
The DMC of the party
The D's for duly all of the time
M is for the rhymes that are all mine
C's for cool cool as can be
-and why you wear the classes?-
so I can see
rhymes so deep rhymes rhymes galore
rhymes that you've never even heard before
now if you say you hurt my mind we gonna have to fight
cause I've just made the motherfuckers joggle last night
kick of your sheet relax your feet
party all down to the DJ Run beat
the beat to get you off to get you outta your seat
make you booby to a savvier so that you know what you need
wait a time a minute don't break on me
the rhymes come faster and the DJ cheats
the DJ cuts the record for the value below
while you boogie you ass till it's time to go
and when it's time to go girl takin' you home
so straighten you dress up but on the way it's so cold
And I'm the microphone master super rhyme maker
I get def when as the others get shaky
It's me DMC in the place to be
And I still got the same old harmony
I'm the devastating mic controller
The word we say and the chief rocks puller
That beat boy made for the beat girls
Rock through the rhymes in the turntable turns
Some brand new was born to turn
And it could be init rap king Alex Sore
Rock about the cheats and the games we play
See DJ come everyday
We rock round town think hard rhymes
Get paid real well don't have charge
We've got big pocket seen
Can't remand that wanted reward ready is to pay
We've got all out there, do what they abase
Place the game with the boy in arrest
And the game's so light or really for
He put your hand up to play until the game is done
So play all to the break of dawn
As we rock ya all to the early mornin'
He's Jammaster J the big big blaster
He gets better cause he knows he has to
It's 83 and he's a little faster
And only practise make a real Jammaster
JMJ are the letters of his name
Cuttin' and sratchin' are the aspects of his game
so check out the scratcher as his cuts the jam
they look at us with da mics in da hands
then take a wow 1 2 3 Jammaster J Run DMC
[Run]
As I proceed indeed to take the lead with speed
All the suckers'll back off and fall
But this is the hype I like and the type of mic
You wanna fight? Just gimme a call
I'm going to breeze..
[D.M.C.]
.. past the other MC's
And D's rhymes'll flow like water
The wind, the rain, the hurricane, it's all the same
With rhymes in order
[Run]
And yo my name is Run, and yeah I'm all that
Slap back the KING of the daddy mack's
But that ain't the news I choose to tell
I gotta use the cruise that bruises well
For the grime you slime, you try to diss mine
I put your head to bed, cause it's bedtime
I knock out your teeth beneath your gums
Now you're mumblin - you bum!
(Turn out the lights Run!) Picture punks playin me close
when I'm hard as hell, and that's all labelled SUCKERS
Waitin for the King of Swing to bring
"Beats to the Rhyme," and yeah I'm runnin things
Now that's the name of the phrase,
so don't be amazed at the ways my rhyme displays
You gotta make the best of what you got to get to the top
in hip-hop, you gotta diggy diggy don't STOP!
[musical interlude]
[D.M.C.]
The ?? artist, hittin hardest, smartest
Professor, compressor, impressor to the lesser
low-life ?? of the mic
I come CORRECT! (You surely right)
The atmosphere is clear when I appear
Here to wax and tax an MC for mere pennies
And if any, wanna get with D
I crash and bash and smash his ass for free
Black man! Originating creating a beat
I educate and straight from off the streets
HARD, like a man was born to be
It just just happened in rap I was born to be
KING, yeah me the king of the rock
So let's rock the spot and diggy don't STOP!
[musical interlude]
[DMC] Funky lyrics that you hear
[both] AS WE RELEASE THE MASTERPIECE THE MUSIC WILL CEASE
[Run] and I'll put up the peace sign
[D.M.C.]
And I roll with soul and reach my goal, the story is told
D's bold, and suckers'll fold
[Run]
And I'm Run my son the fun has just begun
and some are slum, and make em sell til
crumbles crumb they hum, those fools will come
And none have never done Run, Jay!
[D.M.C.]
D.M.C. the king is me and I be
the voice of black community
So be the unity inside of me, and we
will all agree about this - don't STOP!
[Run] Well I rehearsed for the verse and I'm number one
Not the best, not the worst, cause my name is Run
[DMC] And I'm second cause I wreck it, that you want to see
An emcee (like D) inside the place (to be)
[both] And have you heard that he is third and his name is Jay
[Run] I'm Run the A
[DMC] D the Deuce
[both] and Jay's the Tre'
[Jam Master Jay cuts]
[Run]
I'm the rapper of the year and this the year of the rap
And I'm never drinkin beer, it's champagne at the tap
And I'm cold makin money on a regular basis
Pullin out, knockin sucker MC faces
Travel round the world with my mind at ease
No Calvin Klein, just wearin Lee's
Got credit in countries I've never been
cause the records I write are in the top ten
The top of the chart, is where I stay
but I also chill, around the way
In Hollis, Queeens, is where I stop
On the streets with the beats is where I walk
[D.M.C.]
When I perform, many hearts I warm
I'm better known, as the Quiet Storm
I don't talk too much but I got beef
When I kill MC's, I cause grief
Devestating mic control is my main goal
My name is Darryl, and his name is (Joe)
The Master of music his name is Jay
Leave us alone, and let us play
We give it up, and turn it loose
We're not like Dr. Seuss or Mother Goose
Sucker MC's like punks who are picking flowers
Go for yours, WE WENT FOR OURS!
[Jam Master Jay cuts]
[both] Start at 3, end at 6
Jam Master Jay is on the mix
[DMC] For all the young ladies
[Run] and all the chicks
[DMC] We got all of the girls
[Run] on our tips
[DMC] Don't buy gold lighters
[Run] only Bic's
[DMC] Rock all microphones
[Run] just for kicks
[D.M.C.]
Sucker MC's I will be snuffin
In my pocket I'll keep on stuffin
When I say I'll beat em up I won't be bluffin
They can't beef cause that ain't nothin
But it don't matter, my pocket gets fatter
I got more hats than the Mad Hatter
[Run]
Well I'm the rapper with the mic, drive a Caddy not a bike
Drop a rhyme in your face, and you'll damn sure like
He's an MC with the rhyme know the day and the time
Never ever goin low, cause he only climb
(And Jay's the DJ with the) cut (move your arm) and your butt
So D take the mic, huh hah
[D.M.C.]
Say what? I will not stop, I will not quit
Because some at the top but I'm on the tip
That's as high on the top as you can get
And you best believe, I'll be on it
So before you decide, to try me out
I'm gonna let you all know what I'm all about
I'm a fresh MC, who's on his way
to be an MC with the most to say
And to all those out there, that don't know me
I go by the name of D. M. C.
In the place to be, I will MC
The Master of the Ceremony cause it's easy to D
Control of the mic, is so devestating
that all other rappers you will soon be hating
No matter what race, creed or color
when we pull forward things don't get duller!
[Chorus]
down with the king for years, about ten of 'em
recruiting suckers, Mac and Mike, and makin' men of 'em
tears and fears for my peers, they rippin'
you think that it is, it is, if not it isn't
race for the border my daughter, 'cause beats you're bangin' out
jeeps rockin' beats in the streets when there's time for hangin' out
gather, or rather form a circle around a loud
'cause brothers or others could never ever rock a crowd
is it because he's runnin' off with the mouth
or was he really clearly tryin' to play a nigga out
nope, shut him down, the king with a crown
'cause all you wanna be is dicky down
[Chorus]
[CL Smooth]
two years ago, a friend of mine
asked me to say some MC rhymes
so I said this rhyme I'm about to say
the rhyme was meeca, and it went this way
wrecka lecka mecca mic check on the windmill skills
Mac distracts, wearing Godfather hats
it's okay to parlay to fortee better
tell 'em my nigga made a sweater tougher than leather
swing another Rodney King thing in our right
but just like the white one I get no respect
money stay awake, 'cause them other niggas are fake
from Hollis to the Becon, now your dumb ass is leakin'
C.L. and Run DMC so rush it
big time way before Hammer got to touch it
remember the faces in all types of places
look Ma, no shoelaces
and I'm....
[Chorus]
I'm takin' the tours, I'm wreckin' the land
I keep it hardcore because it's dope man
these are the roughest toughest words I ever wrote down
not mean for a hoe like a slow jam, check it
sucka emcees could never swing with D
because of all the things that I bring with me
only G-O-D could be a king to me
and if the G-O-D be in me, then the king I be
the microphone is granted when it's handed to me
I was planted on this planet and I plan to emcee
the emcee fiends only seem to agree
that I rock all the world and the society
I rages on the stages with a tune of verse
I get praises from these pages to the universe
my voice is raw, my lyrics is law
I keep it hardcore like you never saw
[Chorus]
[Pete Rock]
I'm the man you see, in the place to be
I went to John Jay University
and since kindergarten I acquired the knowledge
and after twelve grade I went straight to college
down with the kings on the mic, a full swinger
the P to the R, not an R&B; singer
the R to the U-N-D-MC'n
the fly human beings, tonight I hold the key and
flowin' with the funk track, here to soul brother black
pick up the bass, better yet leave a space
so let me put my big black ?? on in to the early mornin'
had skins doanin'
mecca? (yo) you want the mecca? (yo)
I'll make a funky beat so we can blow, check it out
Pete Rock's the beat knock, put you in a headlock
[Run]
Can I get this?
Now DJ Run I run amuck and run to hit this
"Hit it Run!" My name is Joe I need hoe
Can I get a witness (HOE!)
And when I come you're lookin dumb
You say who did this (DID THIS) did this (DID THIS)
Face you're lookin dumb on, hum could you HUM ON
Beats are droppin now and what and why and when and how
Drop it come on, come on, I got some on, my TIP
Get me up and goin for the vickie vickie VICK
Beefin through your teeth and what you see is what you GET
Suckers what you lack is what you lickie lickie LICK
Now off into esophagus that be coughin out a rhyme
Now some are dumb make fun of dem but Run and dem be kind
So come on, come on, got you swingin on my BO
Suckers seek my facial but you see I lay you LOW
I flow (FLOW) you know (KNOW) a pro (PRO) and so (SO)
Let me get a hoe on the down-low "God damn!!"
Ah can I get it yo? (Yeah, you got it yo)
Now can I get it yo? (Yeah, you got it yo)
Can I get it yo? (Yeah, you got it yo)
Now can I get it yo? (Yeah, you got it yo)
[D.M.C.]
It's like that y'all (THAT Y'ALL)
It's like that y'all (THAT Y'ALL)
My name is Darryl Mac and I'm fat y'all (FAT Y'ALL)
Back one more time [time] here to get mine [mine]
Fresh in the flesh with the hardcore rhymes (RHYMES)
Me, D.M.C. (Cee) the only MC (cee)
Rock shock the house and I'm still cock-dee (DEE)
Brothers know my style (STYLE) D. Mac buckwild (WILD)
You wonder where I've been? I've been gone for a while (WHILE)
Back to attack [tack] the wick-wick-wack (WACK)
Me Darryl Mac [Mac] suckers on my BOZACK
Down with Run [Run] so don't act stunned [stunned]
Run-D.M.C., shootin like a SHOTGUN (BOOM!)
In effect, cause I'm still rulin
"I'm the KIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING," and I'm still coolin
Now can I get it yo? (Yeah, you got it yo)
C-can I get it yo? (Yeah, you got it yo)
Now can I get it yo? (Yeah, you got it yo)
Now can I get it yo? (Yeah, you got it yo)
[Jam Master Jay]
My name is Jay, the Jam Master, gettin loose
Tupac had some, but now I got the _Juice_
I'm gettin stupid, you wonder why I'm ill?
Cause I've been around, and still got these skills
* Jay cuts "one one one" * two mic check gettin wreck
A real street nigga, so yo show respect
I make you wanna JUMP JUMP around wicked
Run-D.M.C., and Jam Master kickin it
with the flow that's slow cause I'm good to go
Still rock a show, gettin dough, and aiyyo (aiyyo)
straight from Hollis, Queens, yeah you heard me
"Jayyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!" Peace, arreviderci
Now can I get it yo? (Yeah, you got it yo)
Now can I get it yo? (Yeah, you got it yo)
Now can I get it yo? (Yeah, you got it yo)
Now can I get it yo? (Yeah, you got it yo)
Now can I get it yo? (Yeah, you got it yo)
Now can I get it yo? (Yeah, you got it yo)
Now can I get it yo? (Yeah, you got it yo)
Now can I get it yo? (Yeah, you got it yo)
[Run]
Still the King of Rock, hoe around the tick-tock
Rappers sweatin Joseph Simmons, ever since I dropped _Rock Box_
Multiplatinum, waxin em while I'm maxin em
"Who's House?" God's House, so chill while I'm taxin em
[D.M.C.]
Rappers poppin mad smack, about the King of Rap
Ten million sold, SEVEN DIGIT CONTRACT
[Run]
JMJ, gettin busy on the crossfader
Beats hardcore, diesel like the Schwarzeneggar
[Parrish] Respect the black crown
[Sermon] Sounds underground
[D.M.C.] Any stage they built
[Joseph] Run tore it down!
Now can I get it yo? (Yeah, you got it yo)
Now can I get it yo? (Yeah, you got it yo)
Now can I get it yo? (Yeah, you got it yo)
Now can I get it yo? (Yeah, you got it yo)
Now can I get it yo? (Yeah, you got it yo)
Now can I get it yo? (Yeah, you got it yo)
Now can I get it yo? (Yeah, you got it yo)
Now can I get it yo? (Yeah, you got it yo)
[Run] Mic checka..
[DMC] Yes y'all, and I am..
the grand, imperial wizard.. D.M.C..
And you're listening to the sounds..
as we take you onnnnnn down..
to the lasssssssssssst STOP!
[Chorus: Run-D.M.C. (repeat 4X)]
Come on everybody, let's all get down
[Run]
K-k-k-coolin (coolin) relaxin and we're coolin
Rulin while we're schoolin ?? the teacher who ya foolin?
While in, trainin, your brain and foe are entranced
I talk to tiny tots and just like Watson, "Elementary"
[D.M.C.]
Back in eighty-two and three I made the word 'DEF'
Gave life to the mic now you know liggity-left
riggity-right (RIGHT, all that, swinger)
You was crappin in your Pampers now don't tamper with the ??
[Run]
Baddest of the bad, I think of thickness here I come
I get dumb (diddy) dumb (diddy diddy) dumb dumb
(and here we go) Here we go! HERE WE HERE WE HERE WE GO
A lot (of niggaz) bitin (off my) old style flow
But up off the subject, you know I shut em down an'
I think I seen em sinkin matter fact I seen em drownin
(Yo who kicks the flavor?) DJ Run'll keep you guessin
Here's a little tip, it's the Tribe for your Quest'n
Two-seven and I'm representin, comin from HOLLIS
Queens is what I mean, Ma Dukes is cookin COLLARDS
Feelin like ??, and matched up sticks
Down With the King, and we swing it on the mix
of a funky funky (new new) b-boy sound
So come on everybody let's all get down
[Chorus]
[D.M.C.]
Break backs, make tracks, take acts and wax a nigga
that lacks take gats tap at the trigga
D.M.C. you see I got a little bigga
Jam Master Jay a with the zigga-zigga
Produce, bamboost, let loose the sound
No groups or troops could boo me down
I slam and jam, command the land
Don't give a damn they ban, my band will stand
I come to you all knew my crew is true
Do what I do, I do since eighty-two
I got the rhyme, get mine, I got to climb
I won't retire, get higher, I won't resign
I'm here to stay okay won't fade away
I'm movin past the past I last all day
So here we go, I flow, you know the sound
So check the show, and yo, let's all get down
[Chorus]
.. yes yes y'all, a we don't stop [8X]
[Run]
So come on and flip for me, grip and slip into a hipper tone
Not on the dull your skull, cause Run'll rip a dope
snare on the tear, rare you never heard this
This service served you well and I can tell you're gettin nervous
Run, here it come, get some, it's on the diddy-dumb
See a silly soft sucker down there ?? ?? of Run
Rowdy then you're audi gotta go don't want to be us
Torn then you're gone, WORD BOND, none can see us
Hop-along on your way, skip-along little Skippy
'fore I fly that box, me bust you all upper-lippy
[Chorus 2X]
[Q-Tip]
Tribe Called Quest, and you don't stop
The Midnight Marauders, yeah you don't stop
Phife Diggidy, yeah you don't stop
Ali Shaheed, c'mon you don't stop
??, yeah you don't stop
Check it on out, because you don't stop
To my niggaz out on Linden, you don't stop
The hardheads in effect, you don't stop
And to my niggaz in Hollis, you don't stop
All the kids up on Farmers, you don't stop
And to my peoples uptown, you don't stop
And all my peoples up in Brooklyn, you don't stop
And all my peoples in the Bronx, you don't stop
Zulu in effect, you don't stop
And to my people out West, you don't stop
A Run-D.M.C., gettin mad props
Check it on out, thanks to Run
and thanks to D, and JMJ
We on the way, up to the top
Never ever stop, gettin mad props, check it out
"Then I'm out like shout, ooh-ahh, ooh-ahh
Bob your head.. [2X]
[D.M.C.]
As we bop on..
to the break of dawn..
the non-stop hip-hop bop..
takes you on down..
to the last, STOP!! "ruff, ruff an' rugged we comin.."
So won't ya bob your head.. "ruff, ruff an' rugged we comin.."
B-b-ba bob your head.. "ruff, ruff an' rugged we comin.."
[Run]
A freak I find the kind to wine and dine
I freak a blind date, and your fate is to wait in line
at the party.. tryin to get a hottie
Cool T and Roddy, D.M.C. and Scottie
Big Kev and Marty, Hurricane and Arty
Phil, Doug, and Naughty - damn, a big party
So I grab the mic, I like, recite, the hype
and type, and write, with my..
freak it 'fore the niggy night is done
for Ricky-Run to get dumb and then some
So while you're here, it's clear to every per-son
ah that you need to bob get involved
and weave with ease and please the steez with G's
Now, just to be at ease
cause this is it, legit, a hit, I throw a fit
Not slackin or lackin a bit, nah that ain't it
So just a bob ya head, like I said, the fresh it
So just a bob ya head.. "ruff, ruff an' rugged we comin.."
[D.M.C.]
Bob your head! "ruff, ruff an' rugged we comin.."
"ruff, ruff an' rugged we comin.."
I make your heads bob, I got you slobbin the knob
So do a good job, why don't ya let me know - HOW YA LIVIN HOBBES?
Whassup wit ya girl? Ya know I like the way your earrings jang
and your booty swing, ah while my beat go
BOOM BOOM - why don't you let me take you to my room
Take off our shoes relax sit on bed and watch the Looney Tunes
But no! You want me take you out and wine and dine you
But I ain't got no time to chase behind and never find you
So be this dope a lethal dose of poisonious potion
Stick to the sound that's up and down now sit ya that's the motion
Buckwild inna style for ya honey child
The organization of bobbin and pacin will make you bob a while
Grab a cutie, Duke her Bootee, bust a ?? box
That's my duty, girl please do me, don't try to cockblock
Give nuff respect, I love the sex, again I said..
Here it comes from Run (yo Jay) 'Yo D!' HOE BOB YA HEAD
"ruff, ruff an' rugged we comin.."
Ah just a bob ya head..
Bob ya head "ruff, ruff an' rugged we comin.."
Ah just a bob ya head..
[Run]
Well I believe you weave and bob the job is done
by Run so come get some for fun
Keep the force I'm nicky-number one
and I'll scratch my vocord for f-f-fun
And nevertheless I must confess that it's a bless-un
that people are ride and must abide to this direct-ion
I triple it up to let you know that I'm a swift one
Those who oppose get broken nose that's how I live son
I move the head that's what I said, this is my miss-ion
I'm dickin em down and all around, to make the head bob
So bend your neck, give nuff respect to me, dance Hobbes
for this is it, the brand new shit, I'd like to mention
so hurry up because the cut is my inven-tion
The jazz, pizazz, with class, at last
kickin your ass, for the past
three and a half minutes, you been in it to win it
So you defin-in-it..-itely need to bob your head
And I say!
I'd like to give a shout out to the Hollis Crew, in there!
My homeboy D.M.C., he's in there!
To my homeboy Jam Master Jay
and the brothers at JMJ, you know they in there!
To my man Eric Blam, in there!
To my man Grand Wizard Cut Professor DJ Dig, definitely in there!
My name is Run Love and I'm out of here with The Afros
[Run] One two, one two..
[DMC] And this is, the hardcore raw
Lyrical law, never seen before
And I am, D.M.C..
And for all of y'all
This is the way, we reckless for rhymes
[Run]
You got to save it for David and wave it if you think that I gave it
I never gave a damn about a critic so save it
I run amuk demanding my opinion you make it
The critic'll get the didick and if you got it then stay with it
You never knew me but you flew me to your town see
by kickin dollars straight to Hollis I'm off the ground B
I never heard of such where niggaz stand and I fell
I'm doin years with this career like Patti La-Belle
And if I ever was to fall I fell upon ya
Like ?? I made my mind I come to con ya
I see females I tell them yo my word is bond huh
Like Terri Teresa Tammi Tawana Tarena and Tonya
I'm comin hard I got your head and yeah the lock's on
I threw you up, why did your daddy ?? cock strong
I rock I wreck I rip a rhyme I ??
My rap is right I write a rip-and-ready rock song
[D.M.C.]
Call on the brother to come and get dumb
until the def drum come as they come, when they come
I said I rip some, tearin them up, a big up
A whattup? A nigga, a so what, yeah put your bricks up
I knock down the walls because I got to
The rock sound because I hip-hop new
Not the old, gold, from around the neck
And when I grab ahold you give me nuff respect
In a black BM, with my contact lens
When the track begins, I'm setting new rap trends
Lettin lyrics I lay down
You play loud I stay proud with Jay down you stay down
Get up on the truck song, the one you put your buck on
You're stuck on, you're luck on, you're sucked on
a lollipop SUCKA
I snuck ya, I struck ya, you stupid mother..
[Run]
I gotta come my name is Run and me and D we been appointed
I'm ever so clever you never TOUCH the annointed
I'm Born Again I got a friend the Lord I rearrange
but other than that I'm livin fat and ain't NUTHIN changed
Big Willie still in your grilly, you better block son
I bust you up and then I blast you with my Bop Gun
A million times rhyme risin to the prime
while another nigga's cuts get bucks, like it's a dope rhyme
Be instead I'd rather leave another brother dead
cause yet another brother deaded from the slow dread
I'm makin papers, brothers catchin vapors
Try to lick shot, you get got, catch you later
This ain't The Cosby Show you know what it's like A Different World
We're livin inside a world where you get the cash, you hit the girl
So check the hypness, I'm not livin like this
I'm the type of guy to bust your eye, you lose your whiteness
You comin butt when you wish upon a star
but I could never be butt, so yo, bust the guitar!
[guitar and scratches]
[D.M.C.]
Heads up my brother, here comes another
word to the verb the urge to discover
a lover, you hover, you smother, my brother
You can't do nothin other than take the record out the cover
You get the song at it's strong and randomn flow
You sing along cause the words you heard you know
Hostyle the style that style is wild
The penile is where I goes and smile
Because I pop a lot, they try to lock me up
Because I rock the block, they try to stop me up
But I'm sly as a fox I can rocks
I got smarts when they starts tradin shots they get dropped
I pull my card I pull my card I pull my card NOT
I use the rock to be hard, I'm a hard rock
You get a speedknot, and then you bleed a lot
You better read a lot because you really need a lot of
information, and some education
Cause I'm replacin what you hearin on your station
Darryl is a Mack, Joe is in the Public
Ay papi, tu sabe, yo tengo (??)
Got senoritas in Adidas over in Spain
The Don of San Juan got 'em goin insane
Got chicks in Spanish Harlem holdin they brain
In Sao Paolo they follow, doin the same
Admiration for Run since "Sucker M.C.'s"
Papi bilingual, sell a single with ease
Y'all think that I'm done, Run don't got no flow?
What is you loco? I'm grande gato pa-po
Run and Bo, D.M.C. and Fat Joe
Fo' cats on the same track got dough
Us cuatro, lock flow, you don't know?
From New York City to Puerto Rico (whoa)
Ay papi, tu sabe, yo tengo (??)
You got my fire burnin..
Ay papi, tu sabe, yo tengo (??)
You got my fire burnin..
Uhh, uhh
What's goin on black? Goin platinum and beyond that
Layin down the format, sippin on that Cognac
Where the Don at?
I'm at Hollis with the kings payin homage to the things
they accomplished in they teens and I never stop throwin them flings
Control of the game, I'm right here over the rain
A human pot of gold, I already had a lot of flow
Ready to rock steady with Run and make a lot of dough
You might tell from the way I talk
that sucker MC's is who I stalk
Create in a rhyme that is in formation
Or why I made such a rap creation
That is bound, to be reknowned
within this city as a funky sound
And to those that try to put me down
My DJ has jams, by the pound (c'mon, let's go)
Skaggs Nit'
Aiyyo I rolled up, in the spot that I rolled up
My ice glitter like hold up
All the chickens like, "Look at Bo, he done growed up
Thinks he the bomb, bet his beeper stay blowed up"
So much frost on my wrist look my fist froze up
A photographer is tryin to get a little close up
Why cause I'm a star now? Buy out the bar now?
Or I press one button, start up my car now?
I heard that you wanna spar now, so baby it's on
I spit flows, rip shows 'til the day that I'm gone
And this day I hit 'em off I'll have America sewn
Rich plat', rims chrome, spin (?) to your dome
I entered your home, lick you down, strictly to bone
Uh-huh, yeah, what? Yo, yo
Aiyyo I seen Run with the chrome spinnin
Watchin the Knicks in the back of the 6
Pulled up on the side like, "Who's winnin?"
Nigga said, "Me since eighty-three, get it right"
Politely flashed his Roley, then dipped to the light
Next night seen him on stage with some platinum shells
with baguettes on the side that spelled "Raising Hell"
I said, "Run the crowd yell like you paid 'em well"
Then he said to ask Bertha Dell, who the hell?
Oh well - I thought I was done bein impressed
until my man called me up and told me listen to Flex
{"Yo yo yo, turn on Flex"} I ain't know what to do
It was like Run was sunnin everybody but then again the shit was true
MC's must want him gone, hoppin on chrome
sayin they the kings, please, you kept the seat warm
Ain't nobody better than this twenty year veteran
Even as a Reverand, hotter than you ever been
It don't really matter who the hell you are
The fakest of all cats or the biggest of stars (uh-huh)
Tryin to doubt these three, you breakin the law
They the kings, LEAVIN Y'ALL IN AWE, THAT'S REAL PAW
Like ahhh, Dunn done did it again
Ahhh, pad done hit the pen
Ahhh, man they droppin gems
Ahhh, the kid's bout stackin the ends
Yo, Rev. Run, run the block, swerve the Dat'
Flow is hot, don't need no gun to cock
I'm sick of Vidal, your brother tried to get me to fall
I'm kickin it raw, even in the thick of it all
Run laps around wack cats, I hate DAT's
Since way back, made great tracks, I lace raps
Yo face that, before you catch aluminum bats
from numerous cats with Run-D.M.C. on they hats
You ain't gettin no show 'til your album out
The label don't wanna spend money yo what's THAT about?
No clout, had to settle for a fake amount
While my catalogue bigger than your bank account
No doubt, I'm the greatest all time fo' sho'
Rev. Run comin through and leavin niggaz in awe
Yo Run remember that night at the light in the back of the 6?
Yeah I was mad the Knicks lost, I got a new whip
Yeah I see, the Bentley Arnage, with the four doors
What is that, for more horse?
Nah son, for more tours
I see you've been peepin me for quite some time
Yo my bad
Ain't a thing, nigga I noticed you rhyme
Yo what a nigga gotta do to be more like you?
A nigga like me ain't got a clue
First things first I DJ, Run all the rappers
Actors, they want status
But they can't have this
Since "Krush Groove" you been makin them papes
A lot of rap movies been made since but most of them fake
Thanks for the compliment kid, now jump BACK in your car
[Run-D.M.C.]
Tenement buildings, and skyscrapers
[Run]
Are polluted and often invaded
with troubled hearts, and weakened minds
Living their lives and hoping to find
the golden key, to prosperity
Never have a grip on reality
This makes day to day living hard
Trumpin your fate, never peepin the card
You just goin through life without a trace
when the answers you seek are in front of your face
[both] You're blind! [2X]
[Run] Tell 'em D!
[D.M.C.]
You're headed for the top, or so you think
But that's not true for you, your life is on the brink
of self-destruction, total corruption
You better get out or die from consumption
Sweat for a dollar, to get nothin back
Cause at the end of the week, you still get taxed
You'd even sell your soul to make your life correct
But with the rate of inflation you should eat your check
So you try to make a hustle, to get ahead
But the only thing you manage is to stay in the red
Coppin from John, to sell to Rex
And your jones for success has put your life in check
[both] You're blind! [2X]
[Run] And you can't see
[DMC] You need to wear some glasses
[Run] like D.M.C.
[both] You're blind!
[Run]
So you think the facts means you can't win
So you devote your time to a life of sin
[D.M.C.]
Hangin out late is how you survive
Makin deals, talkin jive, and tellin lies
Pressure beatin you down
[Run] Like you're not handlin
And all the while, your mind is ramblin
[Run] About bein fly
Or even sly
[both] And bein held low in the public eye
You decide these things but you don't know why
[both] You're standin on a corner cold playin the post
Cause another sucker you were chillin the most
[both] You're blind! [2X]
[Run] Yo you can't see
[DMC] You need to wear some glasses
[Run] like D.M.C.
[both] You're blind! [2X]
[D.M.C.]
You (Run) round talkin bout what you hate
Livin your life just to perpetrate
You think your style is chill, because you're always cold
with your platform shoes and your fake gold
[Run] So you think you're bad
Sheer dynamite
But if you only knew the crew called you freak's delight
[Run]
Wearin the tightest jeans, and shortest skirt
You think you're cold chillin, lookin like a jerk
No matter what you do, come out second rate
[DMC] Thinkin you're on time but you're already late
You're blind
[Run] You're blind! And you can't see
[DMC] You need to wear some glasses
[Run] like D.M.C.
[both] You're blind!
[Run] And you can't see
[DMC] You need to wear some glasses
[Run] like D.M.C.
[both] You're blind!
[DMC] The moral to the story may not be clear
[Run] And the only way to catch it is to lend an ear
[DMC] Stop frontin so hard
[Run] Why don't you peep your card?
[DMC] And your goals in life may not be far
Because these words I say are meant for you to hear
So if you bust these facts you will persevere
[both] You're blind! [2X]
[Run] And you can't see
[DMC] You needs to wear some glasses
[Run] like D.M.C.
[both] You're blind!
[Run] And you can't see
[DMC] You need to wear some glasses
[Run] like D.M.C.
[both] You're blind! [2X]
[Run] And you can't see
[DMC] You need to wear some glasses
[Run] like D.M.C.
[both] You're blind! [2X]
[Run] And you can't see
[DMC] You need to wear some glasses
[Run] like D.M.C.
[both] You're blind! [2X]
[Run] And you can't see
[DMC] You need to wear some glasses
[Run] like D.M.C.
[both] You're blind! [2X]
[Run] And you can't see
[DMC] You need to wear some glasses
[Verse 1]
(One) day when I was chillin' in Kentucky Fried Chicken
Just mindin' my business, eatin' food and finger lickin'
This dude walked in lookin' strange and kind of funny
Went up to the front with a menu and his money
He didn't walk straight, kind of side to side
He asked this old lady, "Yo, yo, um...is this Kentucky Fried?"
The lady said "Yeah", smiled and he smiled back
He gave a quarter and his order, small fries, Big Mac!
You be illin'
[Verse 2]
(To)day you won a ticket to see Doctor J
Front row seat (in free!) no pay
Radio in hand, snacks by feet
Game's about to start, you kickin' popcorn to the beat
You finally wake up, Doc's gone to town
Round his back, through the hoop, then you scream "Touchdown!"
You be illin'
[Verse 3]
The other day around the way I seen you illin' at a party
Drunk as skunk you illin' punk and in your left hand was Bacardi
You went up to this fly girl and said "Yo, yo, can I get this dance?"
She smelt your breath and then she left you standin' in your illin'
stance
You be illin'
[Verse 4]
(For) dinner, you ate it, there is none left
It was salty, with butter and it was def
You proceeded to eat it cos you was in the mood
But holmes you did not read it was a can of dog food!
There's a backseat lover,
that's always undercover
and I talked till my daddy say,
said "ya ain't seen nothin till your down on a muffin,
and theres sure to be a change in way"
now theres a cheerleader, that's a real big pleaser
as far as I could reminice
and the best thing lovin' was you sister and your cousin
and it started with a little kiss, like this
She start swingin' with the boys in school
and her feet are flyin' up in the air
singin hey diddle diddle with the titty in the middle,
and you swingin like you just dont care
so I took a big chance at the highschool dance
with a lady who was ready to play
it wasn't me she was foolin'
cause she new what she was doin
when she told me how to walk this way, she told me to
CHORUS
walk this way, talk this way (x2)
she told me to
walk this way, talk this way (x2)
just give me a kiss...like this
school girl sleezy with a classy kinda sassy
little skirt hangin way up her knee
there were three young ladies in a school gym locker
and I find there were lookin at D
I was a highschool loser never made it with a lady
till the boys told me somethin' i miss
then my next door neighbor
had a daughter, had a favour
and I gave the girl a little kiss, like this
she start swingin' with the boys in the school,
with your feet flyin up in the air
singin hey diddle diddle
with the titty in the middle
I was swingin like I didnt care
so I took a big chance at the highschool dance
with the miss who was ready to play
wasn't me she was foolin,
cause she knew what she was doin
when she told me how to walk this way, she told me to
(Wake up), (wake up)
(Get up)
(Wake up), (wake up)
(Get up)
(Wake up)
When I woke up this morning and got out the bed
I had some really fresh thoughts going through my head
they were thoughts that came from a wonderful dream
it was the vision of a world working as a team
it was a dream (get up)
just a dream (wake up), (wake up), (get up)
There were no guns, no what
no tanks, no what, atomic bombs
and to be frank homeboy there were no arms
just people, working hand in hand
there was a feeling of peace all across the land
it was a dream (wake up)
just a dream (get up), (wake up), (wake up)
Between all countries there were good releations
there finally was a meeting to united nations
and everybody had an occupation
'cause we all worked together to fight starvation
it was a dream (wake up)
just a dream (wake up), (get up)
Everyone was treated on an equal basis
no matter what colors, religions or races
we weren't afraight to show our faces
it was cool to chill in foreign places
it was a dream (get up)
just a dream (wake up), (wake up), (get up)
(wake up), (wake up), (get up), (wake up)
All cities of the world were renovated
and the people all chilled and celebrated
they were all so happy and elated
to live in the world that they created
it was a dream (get up)
just a dream (wake up), (wake up), (get up)
There were no street people, we live rent free
and every single person had a place to be
a job, a home and the perfect pay
and the world was free of greed and hate
it was a dream (wake up)
just a dream (get up), (wake up), (wake up)
Unemployment was at a record low
and the presidents were chillin at our show
listening to the things that we had to say
and trying to create a new and brighter day
it was a dream (wake up)
just a dream (wake up)
it was a dream (get up)
just a dream (wake up)
it was a dream (wake up)
just a dream (get up)
it was dream (wake up)
just a dream (wake up)
(get up), (wake up), (wake up)
(get up), (wake up), (wake up)
(get up), (wake up), (wake up)
Now the things I do to make me a star
and you could be too if you know who you are
Like a bum on the corner big boy in the car (car)
see the ki ki Kid Rock with the Bawitdaba
we are hard as raw, what you saw is law
Once again my friend, it's Dj Run on tour
like Dj Run's his name
and Kid Rock is his
He's DMC, it's like that
and that's the way it is
Beats get ya ? hurrah
homes eatin' Joe's, the punks on this Rover
Jay, Run, and D M C that's
ne ne never been a time like this thats so vital
I'm the king of rock
cause that's my title
then take account
one two three
Jam Master Jay, Run DMC
YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH
YOU SEE IIIIIII
want respect
but then you're all like a ball that I have checked
and the shots that they take have no effect
some punk tried to dunk but he broke his neck
cuz I rock harder, and I roll farther
you wanna battle Kid Rock bitch don't bother
don't waste your time, messin' with my rhyme
the only kick you'll get outta this
is in your behind
YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH [with "Run D"
throughout]
Run Run DMC
fire plagues my name is worldwide
when we yes yes y'all we rock it all night
the other MC's doin' rock n roll (roll)
its Run DMC, Kid Rock patrol
Dj Run till I'm done DMC's the soul
got MTV on remote control (control)
platinum platinum can't mess with gold
we never let go of the mic's we hold
our joints get played cause the __
DMC spittin' flames while your jams is cold
over 30 million records worldwide we sold
Daryl Mac, Jam Jay, and my name is Joe
the other MC's know about the show
hook the turntables up to the telephone pole
rock a rhyme 99 till it's time to go
cuz ___Dj Run got a rhyme to flow
I come from a school that they call the old
DMC's deva devasted mic control
I come from a school that they call the old
we never let go of the mic's we hold
I come from a school that they call the old
over 30 million records worldwide we sold
I come from a school that they call the old
It's Run DMC Kid Rock patrol (patrol patrol patrol patrol patrol patrol
patrol patrol)
YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH
I come from a school that they call the old
dum diddy dum diddy diddy dum dum
you see IIIIIII
want respect
but then you're all like a ball that I have checked
and the shots that they take have no effect
some punk tried to dunk but he broke his neck
cuz I rock harder and I roll farther
you wanna battle Kid Rock bitch don't bother
don't waste your time messin' with my rhyme
the only kick you'll get outta this
[Run-D.M.C.]
Run-D.M.C., the Kings of Queens
and we in this month's Penthouse, Magazine
You can find out things that you never knew
About Run-D.M.C. in the April issue
[D.M.C.]
Like, I was a kid, this is what I did
I grabbed a Penthouse, and then I hid
I peeked at the pictures, but never knew
[Run]
There are a lot of def articles to read, too
[D.M.C.]
You'll find out in our interview
About what is a lie, and what is true
So now I read it, instead of just look it
You know you'll need it, to know what's cookin
So grab your April Penthouse, and put it in your hands
[Run]
It's available now at your favorite newsstand, RRRR-AHH!
[announcer]
Also, in the April issue of Penthouse
[Kool Moe Dee:]
One for the treble, two for the bass
Come on Jam Master, let's rock the place
I'm a dominator in my field
And when it comes to rap, other rappers yield
Cause when it comes to rap, I'm the epitome
The rappers' idol, and my title is Kool Moe Dee
[Run D.M.C.:]
They call me iller than iller
There's no one chiller
It's not Michael Jackson and this is not Thriller
One def rapper, cold know I can hang
I'm Run from Run-DMC, like Kool from Kool & the Gang
[Special K:]
Well, I'm one of the chosen few
So when you need that lift just to get you through
All you have to do is say Special K
And help is on the way
[Run D.M.C.:]
Well, I'm D.M.C. in the place to be
And the place to be is with D.M.C
And by the time I'm through, you will agree
No other emcees rock the house like me
[Kool Moe Dee:]
Well, I'm the coolest of the cool, they call me Moe Dee
It ain't another rapper who's as bad as me
I got a high-powered voice, I'm the party peoples' choice
I got so many rhymes, you gotta take invoice
[Run D.M.C.:]
Now party people, I'm so happy I don't know what to do
Cause I'm the emcee with the rock, cold down with the crew
Rhyme from Africa to France, and then to Kalamazoo
And every place that I play, I hear a "Yeah" and a "Woo! "
[Special K:]
Well, I know that when a party is packed
You need a guide to show you when and where to react
You need a motivator - that means you'll need me
Special K, huh, from the Treacherous Three
[Run D.M.C.:]
D.M.C., that's who I am
I love to perform, but I'm not a ham
My mother said, "Do it". I said, "Yes, ma'am"
And I can do it cause I know I can
[Kool Moe Dee:]
Well, don't touch that dial - just sit tight
[Special K:]
If you liked that battle, huh, that was light
[Kool Moe Dee:]
I know you're gonna love this next act
[Special K:]
Cause we'll have Shannon when we get back
[Kool Moe Dee and Special K:]
[Butt] Hey Beavis, eh-heh-heh
Remember that time we partied with Run-D.M.C.?
[Beav] Yeah yeah, hehhehheh - I took a dump on their bus
Hehhehheh
[Butt] No dumbass that was Anthrax! Eh-heh
I'm talkin about Run-D.M.C.
[Beav] Oh yeah yeah heh yeah
That was fly - hehheh - we were illin
[Butt] Yeah.. eh-heh, huh-huh, eh-huh-huh..
[Beav] Me-heh-heh, me-heh-heh.. he-heh.. heh..
[music cues flashback]
[knocking at the door]
[Run] Yo who dat?
[Butt] Uhh.. we're like, from Hollis and stuff, uh-huh-heh
Can we like, y'know, come in?
[Beav] Yeah yeah heh yeah - I'm from Hollis too
Ehheheh yeah eh
It's Christmas time in Hollis Queens!!
Hehhehheh yeah heh-ehheh
[Jay] Yo y'all don't like y'all from around the way
[Butt] Yeah man, we're like, from Hollis, uh-heh
[Jay] What street?
[Butt] Uhhhhhhhhhhhh..... uhhhh.. Hollis Street? Huh-uh-huh
[Run] Yo that's Hollis Avenue, what street?
[Butt] Uhhhh, like uhhhh...
[Jay] Yo man get out of here y'all ain't from around the way
Stop frontin [Beavis and Butthead laughing]
[Run] Yo man save that man we ain't tryin to hear that
[Butt] Uhhhhhh.. uh-hehhuhheh, uhhhh..
I'm like, a full fledged member of the Hollis Crew
[Beav] Yeah yeah hehheh, I'm a full fledged MEMBER!
Ehehehhhehheheheh
[Run] Aight, c'mon in yo, c'mon c'mon
[Jay] Aight yo c'mon that's cool
[door opens to let them in, B+B laughing]
[Beav] Heheh, hey Run, check this out, hehehheheh
My name is D.M.C., the all time great!!
I bust the most rhymes, in New York State!!
[Butt] Huhhuh, eh-hehuhuhuh
[Run] Yo chill chill money
[Butt] Yeah, CHILL Beavis.. ehehhuhhuh, dumbass
[Beav] Hehe heheh yeah heheh
[Butt] So like uhh.. are you guys gonna like, kick it old school?
[Beav] Yeah yeah, heheh yeah, KICK IT! KICK IT! KICK IT!
[Jay] Yo we gettin ready to break fool money
[Butt] Uhhh.. can we have some money? Uh-huhuhuhuhuh
[Beav] Yeah yeah eheh yeah!
It's hard to rock a rhyme!! It's hard to rock a rhyme!!
[Run] No no no
[Jay] Nah nah
[Run] It's tricky, it's TRICKY to rock a rhyme
[Butt] Yeah, dumbass!
[Beav] Shut up Butt-head! You can't rock a rhyme
[Butt] No but I can kick your ass
[fight breaks out, Beavis yells "butthole" and "cut it out!"]
[Run] Aiyyo chill out for a minute and let's just do this
Cool out, cool out
[Jay] Word up man, calm down with all that riffraff man
[Run] Don't be comin around here on all that old wild man
Just chill man
You in your corner and you in your corner man, just chill
Get up off that old wild man
[Butt] Beavis started it
[Beav] Oh yeah, eh-heheheh, heheheheh
[Butt] Yo Beavis, you're ruffing up my Walker Wear
[Beav] No way Butt-head, you're wrinkling my fresh gear!
Hehe hehehehe this is cool, heheheh
[Butt] Are you guys gonna like, "Slam," or like
"Get out your seat and Jump Around, a-Jump Around!"
[Beav] Yeah yeah, heh yeah like,
like, "Slam! SLAM! Duh-DUH-DUH, DUH-DUH-DUH, DUH-DUH-DUH!"
[Run] Yo Beavis slow your roll man
[Jay] This ain't "Jump"
[Run] This ain't "Slam"
[Jay] The name of this record is "Bounce"
"This is the way.. the way.. the way.." [x8]
[cut by Jay:] "Everybody just BOUNCE!" [x3]
[Run]
I open doors, take a pause, doin tours then I come again
Run'll be runnin up in the spot cause I be runnin
dem seen dis, now DJ Run'll be comin
and gettin fiendish, my tracks are fat and in fact
it's not just a lean dish, your soup and salad not valid
I serve a mean dish.. mean dish..
I got my mic in my hand and my plan to come
The official DJ rapper name is DJ Run
All other sucker rappers boy you're just my son
All wet behind the ears I freeze I froze you're numb
PUMP PUMP! I scream on you, you talk and talk
PUMP PUMP! Run you round the track then walk it off
So, check for me take in a weapon and even steppin
to my foes even those of Joe's are always kept in
seperate rows broken nose from blows ruin your rep
When I pounce, all my foes suppose, I swing the ep
and just BOUNCE!
"This is the way.. the way.. the way.." [x8]
[cut by Jay:] "Everybody just BOUNCE!" [x3]
[D.M.C.]
My name is D.M.C., the one you know
The all-time great, I'ma steal the show
I put the mic, inside my hand
And spread a funky rhythm all across the land
I blow your mind, the rhyme'll flow
I hit you with the wisdom and they give me dough
I'm one of a kind, I rock your mind
I'm stingy with the digits when I rock my rhyme
I bust a vein, inside my brain
I came with the name and our claim to fame
I'm hard to the core, wicked and raw
The rhymes break raw when I'm breakin your door
I kick a ill style cause I'm sticka-still wild
Take-a take-a chill now, cause I got to kill a foul
Foul-mouthed sucker knockin out all doubt
I'm takin suckers out, cause I make a sucker bounce!
"This is the way.. the way.. the way.." [x8]
[cut by Jay:] "Everybody just BOUNCE!" [x3]
.. BOUNCE!
[Run]
I got no time for the climb, I'm the kind to rhyme
There's no sign of my mind slippin off the line
And if you find there's a dime, I left behind
I come fast for my cash, I must rewind
Easy does it, Run'll do it, speakin fluid vocabulary
Vocal be makin em come to it - then I have you very
often, lost in, Run'll run a boss then
confuse you lose you're all lost up in the sauce
then I stir you sir you're all shakin cause I'm diesel
Drop hip-hop, and then POP goes the weasel
Comin and runnin and seekin daily for my kingdom
Takin my lyrics at first they hear it then they sing them
I take a sucker and do em, the heads I flew em
First I chew em, then I school em and sue em, and steppin to em
is a daily operation I ruin, all those I'm doin
I pursue em, make em boo and come to, you and your crew
and just BOUNCE!
"This is the way.. the way.. the way.." [continue to fade]
[Run-D.M.C.]
Unconceivable, unbelievable
Grammar like a hammer information receivable
Sent by the Lord, here and abroad
with words well adored now they can't be ignored!
[Run]
The force of course that makes Run the boss
so get lost because I just toss a punk
Make way today and if I may I say
I make pay with Jay, so get away OKAY?
Gainin weight, I ate the whole plate today
Never rate the great, I go state to state
Just peep and keep but don't sleep or weep
Get deep to leap or I'll beep the Jeep
Put down the clown, get 'round the town
I found the sound that I pound the ground
Get paid and laid, not 'jayed or 'fraid
so I stayed and made, not a bad debate
Got a group to troop, with a shoop de shoop
Shoot hoop then scoop, on this loop to loop
Goin off and off, not soft of course
Just black and back to go back and forth
Go to school and cool, ?? and pull
Got soul and gold and cold hold a jewel
Upset the vet, a vet met a Jet
Just let your ??, and I'll win the bet
Got a punch to crunch, cold munch for lunch
not Grady or the lady from the Brady Bunch
Got cheese in Lee's like he's in jeans
Charge Visa freeze, on these with ease
No dope to cope, just good to go
There's hope to Pope, big nope for no
Quite clever and never, we're together forever
Run-D.M.C. and we're "Tougher Than Leather"
[D.M.C.]
Strong and mighty hard as can be
?? lie press strong as Dee
Never frightened I'm writin fightin for what's right
Let's keep it ?? in the night I'm creepin with my mic
I got to go for broke, and I ain't no joke
I won't yoke and choke, 'cept you suckers I smoked
Bumrush and crush, leave em in the dust
This is a must to rough, ??
Only strong survive, and the weak will die
As long as I'm alive I keep my head up high
because I'm strong in body, and smart in mind
I was born to rhyme, as a gift to mankind
No punk or chump, never givin no slack
We'll be killin a villain and like chillin, "Yo black!"
I got a ??, it's me you run from
I'm the king I do my things until my Kingdom Come!
[guitar solo]
[Run]
.. cause .. I'm
Rough and tough, cold huff and puff
Don't bluff the stuff, got enough to rough
Go long and on, no longer song
Go on and on just for past the dawn
Put preach and teach, with a speech to reach
all streets and each, with beats for treats
Got the King Supreme, may seem the clean
with a beat and a ring, no dream machine
Not a gang to bang, out to hang with slang
talking yang and tang, about everythang
Just brothers and others, like fathers and mothers
who discovered they love us they think that I've been above us
No crime or time, just rhyme and I'm
full grown and own, no phone or dime
Just cut the stuff, til you get enough
cause we're rougher than tougher and rougher tougher than tough!
[guitar solo]
[Run-D.M.C.]
Ah with a voice like thunder, words of wonder
over all standin tall and the suckers fall under
Posessed with power, cowards will cower
Ducks we devour hour hour after hour
Three man riot, you can't deny it
We're so ill that you can't defy it
Gonna live, POSITIVE, forever, AND EVER
"Mary, Mary.." WHY YA BUGGIN?
"Mary, Mary.." I NEED YA HUGGIN
[Run]
Had a fly girl Flo, called her honey
Next thing she spent up all my money
?? debt, you and your girl's dizzy
Stopped movin crack but you're still gettin pissy
You could call me everyday God sent
like you was Lois Lane and I was Clark Kent
I spend and I spend and you spent and you spent
Now my house with a mouse is a roach with a tent
"Mary, Mary.." WHY YA BUGGIN?
"Mary, Mary.." I NEED YA HUGGIN
[D.M.C.]
Mary Mary Mary you cold thumb suckin
Lookin for you, but you keep duckin
I wanna find you, I gotta tell you somethin
So just be quiet and don't say NUTTIN
Mary Mary Mary why you out there stuntin?
Supposed to be with me, but not you're FRONTIN
We started out new, you used to be true
Now you're buggin, what's wrong with you?
"Mary, Mary.." WHY YA BUGGIN?
"Mary, Mary.." I NEED YA HUGGIN
[Run]
Now..
This girl Mary I knew so well
I met her on the road in a fly hotel
High on the heels and never failed
(Clubs and the pubs is where she dwelled)
Story about Mary was well to tell
She seemed to scheme for a dream to sell
She spent a night locked in a cell
I knew Mary well cause she +Raising Hell+
"Mary, Mary.." WHY YA BUGGIN?
"Mary, Mary.." I NEED YA HUGGIN
[D.M.C.]
It's not Mary who was quite - contrary
Talkin bout Mary who was always in a - hurry
The things she needed were necessary
She did not need, a busted cherry
True and blue just like a blueberry
Ask if she's crazy and I'll say very
Livin in a house that's out on the prairie
I worry about Mary cause Mary is scary!
"Mary, Mary.." WHY YA BUGGIN?
"Mary, Mary.." I NEED YA HUGGIN
"Mary, Mary.." WHY YA BUGGIN?
"Mary, Mary.." I NEED YA HUGGIN
Hard times spreading just like the flu
Watch out homeboy, don't let it catch you
P-p-prices go up, don't let your pocket go down
When you got short money you're stuck on the ground
Turn around, get ready, keep your eye on the prize
And be on point for the future shock
Hard times [repeat 2x]
Hard times are coming to your town
So stay alert, don't let them get you down
They tell you times are tough, you hear that times are hard
But when you work for that ace you know you pulled the right card
Hard times got our pockets all in chains
I'll tell you what, homeboy, it don't have my brain
All day I have to work at my peak
Beacuse I need that dollar every day of the weak
Hard times
Hard times can take you on a natural trip
So keep your balance, and don't you slip
Hard times is nothing new on me
I'm gonna use my strong mentality
Like the cream of the crop, like the crop of the cream
B-b-beating hard times, that is my theme
Hard times in life, hard times in death
I'm gonna keep on fighting to my very last breath
This speech is my recital, I think it's very vital
To rock a rhyme, that's right on time
It's tricky is the title, here we go
It's tricky to rock a rhyme
To rock a rhyme that's right on time
It's tricky, it's tricky, tricky
(Tricky, tricky)
It's tricky to rock a rhyme
To rock a rhyme that's right on time
It's tricky, tr-tr-tricky, tricky
(Tricky)
I met this little girlie, her hair was kinda curly
Went to her house and bust her out, I had to leave real early
These girls are really sleazy, all they just say is please me
Or spend some time and rock a rhyme, I said, "It's not that easy"
It's tricky to rock a rhyme
To rock a rhyme that's right on time
It's tricky
(How is it D?)
It's tricky, tricky
(Tricky, tricky)
It's tricky to rock a rhyme
To rock a rhyme that's right on time
It's tricky, tricky, tricky
(Tricky)
In New York the people talk and try to make us rhyme
They really but we just because we have no time
(Hawk, walk)
And in the city it's a pity 'cause we just can't hide
Tinted windows don't mean nothin', they know who's inside
It's tricky to rock a rhyme
To rock a rhyme that's right on time
It's tricky
(How is it D?)
Tricky, tricky
(Tricky, tricky)
It's tricky to rock a rhyme
To rock a rhyme that's right on time
It's tricky, tricky, tricky
(Tricky, tricky)
When I wake up people take up mostly all of my time
I'm not singin', phone keep ringin' 'cause I make up a rhyme
I'm not braggin', people naggin' 'cause they think I'm a star
Always tearin' what I'm wearin', I think they're goin' too far
A girl named Carol follows Daryl every gig we play
Then D dissed her and dismissed her, now she's jockin' Jay
I ain't lyin', girls be cryin' 'cause I'm on TV
They even bother my poor father 'cause he's down with me
It's tricky to rock a rhyme
To rock a rhyme that's right on time
It's tricky
(How is it?)
Tricky, tricky
(Tricky, tricky)
It's tricky to rock a rhyme
To rock a rhyme that's right on time
It's tricky, tr-tr-tricky
(Tr-tr-tricky)
Tr-tr-tr
We are not thugs, we don't use drugs but you assume on your own
They offer coke and lots of dope but we just leave it alone
It's like that y'all, but we don't quit
(Y'all)
You keep on shock, 'cause this is it
Couldn't wait to see, Jam Master jammin'
Couldn't wait to see, the Master jam
Couldn't wait to see, Jam Master jammin'
Couldn't wait to see, the Master jam
[Run-D.M.C.]
He's a one-man band, in his own right
Jam Master jams to the broad daylight
No instruments needed, just two record players
A stage, a crowd, and two rhyme sayers
[Run]
Ingredients are here, so have no fear
Definitely defy the position is clear
[Run-D.M.C.]
You couldn't be late, hesitate to debate
Jam Master is here and you could not wait
Couldn't wait to see, Jam Master jammin'
Couldn't wait to see, the Master jam
[half of guitar riff]
Couldn't wait to see, Jam Master jammin'
Couldn't wait to see, the Master jam
[half of guitar riff + "WHOO!"]
[Run-D.M.C.]
Now he's the Jam Master, and we're the emcee's
Like lightning and thunder, we're knockin down trees
While sucker DJ's, are bustin out Z's
My man Jam Master's stretchin hard 'cross seas
So why don't you listen, or you'll be missin
The cuts and the scratchin bass treble and the mixin
The force and the power comin hour after hour
So get up off the walls don't you be a wallflower
Couldn't wait to see, Jam Master jammin'
Couldn't wait to see, the Master jam
[guitar riff + half of "WHOO!"]
Couldn't wait to see, Jam Master jammin'
Couldn't wait to see, the Master jam
[guitar riff + half of "WHOO!"]
[Run-D.M.C.]
The alert is read, this is what we said
The meaning of Master means he's ahead
The meaning of Jam is
The records that he plays when the crowd's up on it
And when he comes on, the crowd goes off
It's all hard rock, there's nothing soft
..
Couldn't wait to see, Jam Master jammin'
Couldn't wait to see, the Master jam
[guitar riff + half of "WHOO!"]
Couldn't wait to see, Jam Master jammin'
Couldn't wait to see, the Master jam
[guitar riff + half of "WHOO!"]
[Run-D.M.C.]
He adds a little soul, to rock'n'roll
Every record that he touches, turns to gold
He's well conducted, self-instructed
His style's worthwhile, heavenly constructed
Mechanically inclined, and if you don't mind
He adds spice to your life time after time
I think it's bout time, to heed the long lecture
We rock our rhymes for the Jam Master
Couldn't wait to see, Jam Master jammin'
Couldn't wait to see, the Master jam
[guitar riff + half of "WHOO!"]
Couldn't wait to see, Jam Master jammin'
Couldn't wait to see, the Master jam
[guitar riff + half of "WHOO!"]
Couldn't wait to see, Jam Master jammin'
Couldn't wait to see, the Master jam
[guitar riff + half of "WHOO!"]
Couldn't wait to see, Jam Master jammin'
Couldn't wait to see, the Master jam
[guitar riff + half of "WHOO!"]
[D.M.C. + overlaps last scratch]
His name Jam Master, call him Jay
The crowd goes wild when he starts to play
Everything is correct, and A.O.K.
Jam Master's on the move but his sounds wills tay
[guitar riff + "WHOO!"]
Couldn't wait to see, Jam Master jammin'
Couldn't wait to see, the Master jam
[half of guitar riff + "WHOO!"]
[Run-D.M.C.]
From end to start, start to end
Not only does he scratch, but he's our friend
We could not wait, to let you see
[Run] The things that he does for D and me
Couldn't wait to see, Jam Master jammin'
Couldn't wait to see, the Master jam
[guitar riff + "WHOO!"]
Couldn't wait to see, Jam Master jammin'
Couldn't wait to see, the Master jam
[guitar riff + "WHOO!"]
Couldn't wait to see, Jam Master jammin'
Couldn't wait to see, the Master jam
[guitar riff to fade]
[Run]
I seen you jockin J.C. cause he got a Mercedes
and you know about his ladies, and all his babies
You just wanna ride, and get inside
and run around town, like Bonnie'n'Clyde
But see the moves you're makin, the route you're takin
will lead to heartbreakin and I'm not mistaken
You like his money, you'll be his honey
Get the truth - no excuse - you're a great big dummy!
DUMB GIRL.. DUMB GIRL!
[D.M.C.]
I wish I knew, why a girl like you
wants to do all the things that you do
I know you want a man, but you should understand
that J.C. ain't D, you shouldn't be his fan
You're not this fine, you're out of your mind
And I wrote this rhyme just for your kind
Don't be misled, remember what I said
The rhymes of rappers surely knock some sense in your head
DUMB GIRL.. DUMB GIRL!
[Run]
(NOW..) Now you're the flyest girl, in the whole school
but they don't call you fly - they call you fool
Because you don't go to class, you will not pass
You like to go but you should slow because you're goin too fast
And I can tell that you're dumb when you walk in the place
Walkin round with your thumb cold stuck in your face
Always sinnin never winnin cause you're last in the race
You get high and tell a lie and think that makes you the ace
DUMB GIRL.. (stupid!) THE GIRL IS..
[Run]
Now you're a stupid sex fiend, with no will power (POWER)
Hit four guys in the bathroom at your last baby shower
[D.M.C.]
All the guys call you fast (FAST) but I call you slow (SLOW)
Always sniffin or givin (GIVIN) somebody a blow (BLOW)
Givin every guy a try (TRY) at the wink of an eye (EYE)
There's somethin that you're missin, that money can't buy (BUY)
When it comes to love, you're even hated by Cupid (CUPID)
You're (silly) dilly (dumb) and you're JUST PLAIN STUPID!
DUMB GIRL.. (stupid!) DUMB GIRL!
.. the girl is ..
[D.M.C.]
I hope you to listen to the words, that I speak
I'm not playin, what I'm sayin, can never be weak
You should use your brain, but you don't have one
And when it comes to sense you don't have none
YO YO you should know where I'm comin from
But you're just dumb (diddy) dumb (diddy diddy) DUMB DUMB!
[D] DUMB GIRL!
[R] Dumb with a capital D!
[D] DUMB GIRL!
[R] Stupid as can be, BREAKDOWN!
.. the girl is ..
DUMB GIRL! DUMB GIRL!
We get open! [8X]
[Run]
I seen you hopin and scopin I'm copin as I get you wide open
Dyin and lyin while you're cryin and mopin
Flippin and rippin money-grippin be gropin
The baddest apparatus got the fad as I'm open
I never slip or fell, I raise up ?? well
I bash you in your bell, you got static in hell
And when you seen the fire you got jealous, you jeal'
So sucker just retire, you admire my skill
I'm never the type of guy to close the door in your face
I got you wide open, Run is runnin a race
Takin what's mine and what's left is a waste
Leavin them behind and all suckers on the chase
Got a dope track, comin real dope an'
I get legit, we get, I get..
We get open! [14X]
We get..
[Jam Master Jay]
Word up!
I freak the beat up, boom! Now bass up, pick the pace up
Jam Master blastin through the plaster cause I has ta
Hard rocks like to rock it, you can't stop it
?? Poll in ten years, I'ma walk away a prophet ??
You don't stop, I stop styles in the attic
Kick the fat flavor that you can't be mad at
?? what's the matter, more mix in granny's batter
Run-D.M.C.'s fatter, so kill the chit-chatter
Zigga zigga Jay, jigga jigga pump pump
Gettin bigger Babe Pah, figure nigga freak the funk
3 in the Head, ten yards to go
Blow up the spot for those that forgot
Stay stable as a navel, try an' rhyme rough and able
(With the Baldhead Kidz!) Word up, blow up the label
Boom boom boom, broke-in, got ya jok-in
Me, Run and D, we're gettin open!
We get open! [16X]
We get..
[D.M.C.]
Open the door, let me in
so my rhyme, can now begin
Forget the hit and all the (shit)
that you used to get with, because it's not legit
I rewrote the script, I flip the ship
I bust a lip, it's time to rip the mic I grip
Darryl McDan', use abuse
I bruise the crews, I refuse to lose
My composure, I will bulldoze ya
A froze enclosure, where no one knows ya
Who dat - who flew that head, well it's said
D put the head to bed and you're dead
Moms is cryin, MC's is dyin
I'm knockin down jaws with paws, like a lion
I wrote the dope quotes, now the punks is scopin
I knuckle up and punch and bust his fronts open
We get open! [8X]
[Jam Master Jay and Onyx]
Word up, I'd like to thank G-O-D (man above)
Run-D.M.C. in the house (representin no question)
Onyx in the house (word up)
??Cha Skills?? on the wheels (word up)
Word up J-M-J ?? in the house
Randy D, get with me
We, we get, we, we get, we..
Check this out
One, two three, in the place to be
And this is sugar Ray and Run DMC, here we go
DMC and DJ Run Dum diddi dum diddi diddi dum dum
We're rocking on the mic and then you know where we're from
Dum diddi dum diddi diddi dum dum
We hope y'all ready for the big beat drum
Drum diddi dum diddi diddi drum drum
So people in the place hear the big beat drum
Here he come, here he come, here he kitty come come
Cool chief rocker, don't drink further
Used to keep chiffon inside my locker
Used to get toed down, now I slow down
Hold the flow down from mo town to yo town
I be the MC the ripper knight lead
They said to me, luck it might be slightly
But if it's luck, then I'm the luckiest you know
I'm running this keep on rock yo, here we go
And the history of the soul
And this be going on and on
Since the days of rock n' roll
Purple hair hip hop and soul, here we go
Here we go yeah, here we go now
Yeah, DJ Run:
Rhymes so def, rhymes rhymes galore
Rhymes that you've never even heard before
Say you've heard my rhymes, we're gonna have to fight
Cause I just made the hot shut up last night
That's right I'm rhyming tight to catch on the block
Took it to new heights look at Kid Rock y'all
I eat the rock crock, to put y'all on
To have a Limp Bizkit in a piece of corn
Dum diddi dum diddi diddi dum dum
We're rocking on the mic and then you know where we're from
Dum diddi dum diddi diddi dum dum
We hope y'all ready for the big beat drum
Drum diddi drum diddi diddi drum drum
So people in the place hear the big beat drum
Here he come, here he come, here he kitty come come
Devastated mic controller
The word wizard and the chief rock puller
Bad beat boy made for the beat girls
Rock through the rhymes as the turntable swirls
Supreme people who was born to talk
And over any recorded rap king we'll mix all
These are the kings from around the way:
Run, DMC, and Jam Master Jay
And the history of the soul
And this be going on and on
Since the days of rock n' roll
Purple hair hip hop and soul, here we go
Here we go yeah, here we go now
Shut up!!!
You talk too much...
You talk too much...
You talk too much...
You talk too much...
Hey! You over there, I know about your kind
You're like the Independent Network News on Channel 9
Everywhere that you go, no matter where you at
I said you talk about this, and you talk about that
When the cat took your tongue, I say you took it right back
Your mouth is so big, one bite would kill a Big Mac
You talk too much You never shut up
I said you talk too much Homeboy you never shut up
You talk about people, you don't even know
And you talk about places, you NEVER go
You talk about your girl, from head to toe
I said your mouth's moving fast, and your brain's moving slow
You talk too much You never shut up!!
I said you talk too much Homeboy you never shut up
You're the instigator, the orator of the town
You're the worst when you converse, just a big mouth clown
You talk when you're awake, I heard you talk when you sleep
Has anyone ever told you, that talk is cheap
You talk too much You never shut, up!!
I said you talk too much Homeboy you never SHUT UP!!!
Talking is the one thing, that you can do best
You told the cavity creeps, to watch out for Crest
You never have the story, right and exact
And then you always try to bore me, with your yakkity yak
You talk too much And then you never shut up
I said you talk too much Homeboy you never SHUT UP!!!
Everyday you are out fighting someone in the street
And you're always fighting someone you know ya can't beat
Then you wonder how, you got in this mess
Just think of what you said, then take a guess
You talk too much You never shut up!
I said you talk too much Homeboy you never SHUT UP!!!
You're always spreading rumors, whether bad or good
You're the damn Walter Cronkite of the neighborhood
The Barbara Walters, and the Howard Cosell
You always come around, with a story to tell
You talk too much And then you never shut up
I said you talk too much Homeboy you never SHUT UP!!!
Said it's everybody's business that you love to mind
And talkin to you, is like dropping a dime
You're spreading the word, like it is your job
You should be a stool pigeon, who works for the mob
You talk too much And you never shut up
I said you talk too much Homeboy you never shut up!
A big blabbermouth, that's what you are
If you were a talk show host, you'd be a star
I said your mouth is big, size extra large
And when you open it, it's like my garage
You talk too much And then you never shut up
I said you talk too much Homeboy you never shut up
You always like to gossip, just like a girl
You talk so damn much, it's outta this world
When you're reincarnated, in your second life
You won't be a man, you'll be a nagging wife
You talk too much Then you never shut up
He said you talk too much Homeboy you never SHUT UP!!!
SHUT UP!!!
SHUT UP!!!
Twenty-five hours, eight days a week
Thirteen months outta year, is when you speak
I'm tired of listening to the garbage you talk
Why don't you find a short pier, and take a long walk
You talk too much Then you never shut up!
I said you talk too much Homeboy you never SHUT UP!!!
You talk too much You could be, out of breath
You talk too much Man you naggin me to death
You talk too much Tired of hearing you speak
You talk too much Eight days a week
You talk too much Then you never shut up
I said you talk too much Why don't you ever SHUT UP!!!
You talk too much Then you never shut up!
We wreck shop, you know we wreck shop [3X]
You know we know we know we wreck shop
We wreck shop, you know we wreck shop [3X]
You know we know we know we wreck shop
[D.M.C.]
I kick a wicked rhyme, what more can I tell ya
You're quick to pick and find a hardcore record seller
I paved the way for days, I'm a new wave yeller
For decades gettin paid, comin straight from the cellar
The paper was my trade so I stayed in the lab
Now the record's gettin played on the tape that you have
I'm like a heavyweight with a great left jab
Keep it truck diesel for the sake of the ave
Never bring no witness cause I freak this with uniqueness
For the rap fan, black man talks decent
Prop me, jock me, rock but don't stop me
If a man's got belief then a man's got beef
Sometimes I get sore from the war of a tour
To wreck it down ??, to get the crowd to roar
The records get dropped and my lyrics get popped
Let me off next stop cause I'm flex to wreck shop now
We wreck shop, you know we wreck shop [3X]
You know we know we know we wreck shop
[Run]
Bust it!
I wreck shop, now pull your leg I beg your pardon
And rock a wicked rhyme like eighty-seven at the Garden
The hardest of the hard and I be harder for the hardened
?? but the smartest broken artists by the carton
Livin while I'm givin ??
Not hear to bust your bubble send your trouble down the drain
Hurry on the double cool and subtle that's our game
My crew came out the huddle and I know you'll feel the pain
We wreck shop, and I can see they always give in
Life is like a mic and that's exactly how I'm livin
Ladies love the lover and the lover love the women
My name is DJ Run but you can call me Joseph Simmons and
We wreck shop, you know we wreck shop [3X]
You know we know we know we wreck shop
We wreck shop, you know we wreck shop [3X]
You know we know we know we wreck shop
[D.M.C.]
Cop, you can't stop or drop, you shop wrecker
The mic checker, I take my pilgramage to Mecca
Jay with the records still a dose of double-decker
Me and Run'll come and have some fun, and we'll wreck a
shop on down, to the last stop, ha
We're givin rhythm to the Wisdoms on the block, ha
And ain't no business be a witness to the shot, ha
Stomp the competition, opposition seeks to
confuse abuse and use all that I speak to
I bust a sucker, a nucca that I speak through
They keep pursuin never doin D.M.C. you
Get ready set up, I'm bout to go head up
You better shut up, you're gonna be a dead up
Bucked and stuck your butt broke and chopped
The East coast boast the most, we wreck shop now!
We wreck shop, you know we wreck shop [3X]
You know we know we know we wreck shop
We wreck shop, you know we wreck shop [3X]
You know we know we know we wreck shop
We wreck shop, you know we wreck shop [3X]
[Run] Let's begin, to talk!!
[D.M.C.]
1990, and this is what's goin on
to the break of dawn
24/7, Run-D.M.C. in effect
That's ??
All those weak-rhymin, rewindin MC's
[Run] That means you pause
[both] My word is born
[Run]
Yeah, speakin on truth
from the old school on down to the youth
Since the days, that I was the age of
"three"; stop - listen to me
This is how it used to be - "go!"
Stand on another line, why?
You did a crime now the time is mine
I school you and your crew, why?
Youse is my brother
Stop - sellin and killin one another
Take some time, to see what's missin
Brothers in the ?, we on a mission
Thinkin back from the sale you made
and back home, a grave is what your brother paid
His life, because of a system
Now you think you're down, you cold dissed him
Shut up, cause I'm fed up, with this culture
And flyin high in the sky, a big vulture
Waitin and debatin, to see who's next
for "brothers and sisters" of the opposite sex
So hold on, keep it intact
and go on, flow on, positive black
B-boys be black be proud, right on
"You know we're bout to" be black
and my word is born
My word is born
My word is born
My word is born
[D.M.C.]
Let's, let's..
Let's begin to talk truth -- it seems
that y'all make a big out of things that are small
We all play the same game for fame to claim
?? bright lights and write your name
They'll soup you up, til you think you're large
Got a spot on tour, but I'm still in charge
A big nigga's hittin it, don't renege
Bust a rap like a cap like a snap of twig
that extends from the hands of a branch on a tree
Like you new jack rappers, run from me
I got proof of truth, I cut and go raw
(Word em up D!) My word is born
[cuts by Jay and samples to the last ten seconds]
[D.M.C.]
1990's
[Run] One two, one two, and I say..
[DMC] Yo whassup whassup whassup?
[Mad] Girls gone crazy for the 90's
[Run] X amount of girls in the house
[DMC] You hear?
[Mad] MCX (I like it..) get mad!
A with a hip to the hop to the hip-hop reggae
W-w-w-w-w-w-w-watch dis!
[Mad Cobra reggae chorus]
[D.M.C.]
I was walkin down Broadway the other day
In New York it was a bored day with my man Jay
Lots of lovely ladies like a-lookin our way
Play like Willie Mays all-star and 'Say Hey'
Then I seen a girl so beautiful I wanted to know
I said there's none as cute as you now which way you go?
Into my rap now won't you check out my flow
Darryl the Mack Attack come check out my show
Check out my records, I make my message clear
in this direction, where do we go from here?
[Mad Cobra reggae chorus + chatta]
[Run]
Now bust it, seen I'm looker cleaner and leaner at the arena
Tina scheamin like a schemer so Tina, jump in my Beemer
So we did, so we jump in and jet
Put it in gear pull up ??, pop a pumpin cassette
I figured the girlie was ridin my jock, cause the way that she rocked
knew my limit from the minute that she started to clock
I'm lovin her coverin her rubbin her down til she started to frown
I said yo lady bust it baby, where do I go now? So..
Check out my records, I make my message clear
in this direction, where do we go from here?
[Mad Cobra reggae chorus + chatta]
[Run]
Now bust it pen to the hand I am the grand writer
Wrote a plan for you ma'am and damn, beautiful
to make you move to my groove is here
So my dear be of good cheer I make it perfectly clear
Not number two you're the one when all is said and is done
Serious as the cancer give a answer to Run, so..
Check out my records, I make my message clear
in this direction, where do we go from here?
[Mad Cobra reggae chorus]
[D.M.C.]
I kick the lyrics strictly wreckin the head
Not forgetten what is written, stickin to what is said
When D is MC'n there's no bein mislead
Got to have her and like Shabba I am wicked in bed (hehehehe)
The woman made me wonder, she's the one I will wed
So I turned to the ??, and a dis is what I said
I said give me your number I'ma give you a call
Check it out y'all, check it out y'all
Check out my records, I make my message clear
in this direction, where do we go from here?
[D.M.C.]
Ayo man, can we see them mics man?
[Run]
One two, one two, and I say...
[D.M.C.]
Party people, your dreams have now been fulfilled
Get out your seats and let's get ill
That's right y'all, we're not just rough, we're more
than tough
And when it comes to rhymes, we got enough
[Run]
It's like that y'all, and we don't stop the body rock
Now it's together (forever) forever (together)
Run-D.M.C. and we're tougher than leather
We're making and breaking and snatching and taking
The deal's for real we could never be faking
[D.M.C.]
I'm chilling, he's cooling, I'm a king that's ruling
Preach and teach and always schooling
[Run]
See, we're learning, and earning, the tables keep
turning
To be like us, you could cold be yearning
Pulsating dominating up above
Cold chilling and I'm willing, the name's Run-Love
[D.M.C.]
Creating devastating in the place to be
Full of soul and mic control because it's easy to "D"
[Run]
Beat making, never faking, chilling all of the time
For playing rhyme saying, I get mine
[D.M.C.]
No way to rock me, no way to stop me
It's seems quite shocking to those that mock me
And that's not all, MC's have the gall
To pray and plan for my downfall
But I'm not running, I'm just stunning
Smart not stupid cause I'm so cunning
MC's regret it, I'm upsetting
My recitals take titles and titles I'm betting
[Run]
Like that y'all, so just keep above
See my name is DJ Run, they call me Run-Love
Creative creator, creating the rhyme
Devastating devastator not doing a crime
Making beats every day, and I get mine
The biggest star going far, so check the shine
Big winner, not a sinner when I do my thing
I might have a sling or a fling cause I'm down with the
king
Biggest rap no crap, I do not sing
You want a show, let me know, just give me your ring
Like that y'all, we're just keeping it on
D.M.C. my man, to the break of dawn rock
[D.M.C.]
I'm ill, I chill, with skill I kill
And none of my rhymes are run of the mill
I cause grief, I'm chief, there is no beef
And if there's beef I knock out teeth
MC's act dumb, they know where I'm from
The King from Queens and I'm down with Run
[Run]
I take a stand my man, and I won't sit
Cause I'm the real deal, like Coke is it
Then you won't find my name in the yellow page
Cause Run only speaks when it's on the stage
I got a rhyme in line that's easy to find
With a sketch so check, so one of a kind
Got two MC's and one DJ
Grab at least 20 G's when we play
So D.M.C. my boy, my mellow my man
So get on the mic and won't you take the stand
[D.M.C.]
My rock is hard, you can't pull my card
I'm a shining star, shining near and far
Shining like the sun on a day of fun
Always on the move cause I'm down with Run
I'm the cool and calm, I'm the calm and cool
I'm not a fool, I went to school
My name is D.M.C. I tell no lie
And I graduated from Cooley High
I am the only rapper who will not die
I'm a greusome guy, and you can try
Auggggggggggggh, auuuuuuugh
Auggggggggggggh, auuuuuuugh
[repeats in background]
[Run-D.M.C.]
A to the maker, I dedicated my rap
One little, two little, three little indians!
("check this out")
One little, two little, three little indians!
("ahh yeah!")
[Jam Master Jay]
Httin hard, now check the hard hit
("Jam Master.. Jay") about to flip
Slide for a minute but I won't slip son
God had my back since ("day.. one")
Back to the track in fact the track's fat
Peace to my brothers and my sisters in black
Disrespect and don't know how to act
You better come correct or I'ma have to bust your hat
One little, two little indians and me
Jam Master Jay and Run-D.M.C.
We been down since (UHH) eighty-("three")
And ninety-three ain't nuttin but another year to me
Cause I flip the scripts, grab hips, give tips
and bust lips, ?? goes the whole length
So get it, get with it, that did it
And if you is a critic get the didick, cause it's
One little, two little, three little indians!
Word up..
One little, two little, three little indians!
(uh-huh, uh-huh)
One little, two little, three little indians!
("check this out")
One little, two little, three little indians!
("ahh yeah!")
[D.M.C.]
I write rhymes I got rhythm I continue to flow
Recitin lines full of wisdom make decisions with Joe
Tonight I'm gettin busy won't you give me my dough
Night time strictly busy for the kids at the show
That's my hobby kemosabe I be tearin up streets
and the posse gots to have me in the Cherokee Jeeps
I'm attackin like Apache boy don't have a cow
Just give me matches for the flames because it's time to pow-wow
All the suckers run for cover all the others discover
One two little three little indian brothers!
One little, two little, three little indians!
("check this out")
One little, two little, three little indians!
("one, one, one, huh-hah!")
Here we go [7X]
[Run]
Begin it, bust it
DJ, Run and, D.M.C.'n
JM, J'n how ya livin in ninety-three
cause we be three little indians, sleepin in a teepee an'
keepin up a funky fat philosophy cause we be
re-arrangin, changin, isn't it, different
Told ya bout retirement, definitely infinite
flavor, gave up, +Hype+ to Public Enemy
I like the mic I rock upon the pad and pen a friend to me
Hit ya with the truth I get to hit ya with the booth
cause your troops deserve a king, proverb, hmmm!
Listen, listen to the beat inside your soul
Knowledge, wisdom is more precious, than gold
The indians, comin, DJ, Run and
claimin back the land that the man, stole from him
It's bout, that time, for mine, come ?? and
Jay Joe and King who are we? Little indians
One little, two little, three little indians!
("check this out")
One little, two little, three little indians!
("one, one, one, huh-hah!")
One little, two little, three little indians!
("check this out")
One little, two little, three little indians!
("ahh yeah!")
Now that I waxed the crowd, I'm feeling proud and loud
Shoulda screamed on a sucker, but I stepped and bowed
Now that I'm back to 'tract, I'll attack for fun
Darryl Mack and ? is never wack or lack they call us
[Jam Master Jay cuts up various samples to form "Run, D.M.C."]
[D.M.C.]
I'm strapped with rap when I attack, I'm stunning
Darrly Mack on track and I'm off, and running
Don't sneak this peak, because I keep, on taking
the lead with speed, and records keep, on breaking
I pop and drop, all opp-osition
and pop hip-hop, cause I'm the top, position
I ill and chill, cause my skill, is super
For a mill I thrill, but I'm still, a trooper
I'll slay and stay til there are none
So romance and dance and prance, a to the chants of
[Jam Master Jay cuts up various samples to form "Run, D.M.C."]
[Run]
Well I stomp and chomp, all comp-etition
Make break and take you cold on, a mission
Raise hell, excel, and tell you, who's winning
I'm boss, you lost, before the game, first inning
Let's go and flow, to the rhymes, I'm saying
Cause it's fun for Run to see the crowd, obeying
Mic be checking I'm wrecking we're never second to none
So let's snap and clap and tap, to the to the rap of
[Jam Master Jay cuts up various samples to form "Run, D.M.C."]
[D.M.C.]
I'm not the king because (cause) I sell the most
I just bring the laws (laws) cause I'm the host
I got a crown I wear ([R:] So what it mean?) I rule
I come to town they stare ([R:] Cause D.M.C.) is cool
? because, the crowd, is on it
Drop this beat and pause, the tables are turning
Break backs on track and I can even act
So max, relax, new jacks, and get the facts from
[Jam Master Jay cuts up various samples to form "Run, D.M.C."]
[Run-D.M.C.]
They call us on the phone
They call us all alone
They call us where we roam
They call us when we're home
They call us up to par
They call us in our cars
They call us in the bars
They call us superstars!
They call us
[Jam Master Jay cuts up various samples to form "Run, D.M.C."]
Ah, Ya, yeah, ya
Seen this girl on the block by the boon-ah
On the spot she was down for the boom-mark
Drop doc she was rockin a Tupac
Said: yo D now me, what's you got
He says: ba boo bang, ba boo bang
Ba boo bang
Seen a girl so crystal clean, I mean
Since I've been on the scene I've dreamed
Of girls to tops poofs on rooftops
Now this girl, who cruises the two pack
Get this girl in my bathtub, and rub my back rub
My bathroom's like a nightclub
A few ladies in my tin to find the limb
A few ladies in the bin, to put some yellow in
Any mighty fine fellow men like myself
To organize the panties on the shelves
Them girls, them girls
Them girls I do adore
I like em' sweet and fine
I get a wine to bind
All kinds I love them all
Them girls, them girls
Them girls around the way
I like a limit to a lime
The women so fine sometimes they make me say:
Had a fly girl go called her honey
Make this spent up all my money
Fred went to bed with a girl from college, what
He told me she was looking for dollars
E to MC that don't get played
Girls gonna chase him, but they don't get paid
They might get naked, but they don't get laid
The school needs girls who made first grade
I like the small girls, I like the tall girls
I like all the girls looking merry, call girls
So Run, let's bring the girls in
And their girlfriends, but no one let the squirrels in
As for the boyfriends step on joy
When the girlfriends come home and bring Limp Bizkit toys in
I like erection when I'm in the states
But no silicone cause' I don't like the fake shit
Them girls, them girls
Them girls I do adore
I like em' sweet and fine
I get a wine to bind
All kinds I love them all
Them girls, them girls
Them girls around the way
I like a limit to a lime
The women so fine sometimes they make me say:
Them girls, them girls
Them girls, them girls
Them girls, them girls
Them girls, them girls
Them girls, them girls
Them girls, them girls
Them girls, them girls
Them girls, them girls
Yo, yo girls in line now
Girls galore, girls I've never even seen before
The way they sway, that makes me smile
And Run gett a dime on the top of the pile
Girls are freaking things are good
Girls can fill up my neighborhood
But don't take my sunshine I'll be OK
Some seam girlies I hear are snakes
Them girls, them girls
Them girls I do adore
I like em' sweet and fine
I get a wine to bind
All kinds I love them all
Them girls, them girls
Them girls around the way
I like a limit to a lime
The women so fine sometimes they make me say
Them girls, them girls
Them girls, them girls
Them girls, them girls
Them girls, them girls
Them girls, them girls
Them girls, them girls
Them girls, them girls
[DMC]
The King of Rock, who?
The King of Rock, what?
The King of Rock, who?
The King of Rock, what?
The King of Rock, who?
The King of Rock, what?
The King of Rock, who?
The King of Rock, what?
The King of Rock, who?
The King of Rock, what?
The King of Rock, who?
The King of Rock, what?
The King of Rock, who?
The King of Rock, what?
The King of Rock, who?
The King of Rock, what?
I gotta come to your rings, cause I'm so high
That even you and R. Kelly believe I can fly
Selling jammies when them Grammy rappers chanting and cheering
Selling more than all of y'all without a record in years
My catalog got a long list of hits in the stores
And for you sample-happy suckers out there breaking the laws
Rather hit you where it gets you, bring you up on a charge
You'd be better just to let a lawyer know from the start
The King of Rock, who?
That be my hobby and job
And when I come and bring the ruckus
suckers duck and then dodge
The King of Rock, what?
That be my hobby and job
And when I come and bring the ruckus
suckers duck and then dodge
The King of Rock, who?
That be my hobby and job
And when I come and bring the ruckus
suckers duck and then dodge
The King of Rock, what?
That be my hobby and job
And when I come and bring the ruckus
suckers duck and then dodge
[DJ Rev. Run]
Well rock a rhyme for me, then a rhyme for you
And everybody catch the Boogaloo Blues
[DMC]
D-Generation X, and you know what's next
[DJ Rev. Run]
The vibration flexed up upon your set
This is my steez, MCs, and these are my days
I bring my homeys, suckers know me from back in the day
It's DJ Run, y'all, and this is how I get down
D-Generation X, coming to your town
[DMC]
The King of Rock, who?
That be my hobby and job
And when I come and bring the ruckus
suckers duck and then dodge
The King of Rock, what?
That be my hobby and job
And when I come and bring the ruckus
suckers duck and then dodge
The King of Rock, who?
That be my hobby and job
And when I come and bring the ruckus
suckers duck and then dodge
The King of Rock, what?
That be my hobby and job
And when I come and bring the ruckus
suckers duck and then dodge
The King of Rock, who?
That be my hobby and job
And when I come and bring the ruckus
suckers duck and then dodge
The King of Rock, what?
That be my hobby and job
And when I come and bring the ruckus
suckers duck and then dodge
The King of Rock, who?
That be my hobby and job
And when I come and bring the ruckus
suckers duck and then dodge
The King of Rock, what?
That be my hobby and job
And when I come and bring the ruckus
suckers duck and then dodge
The King of Rock, who?
The King of Rock, what?
The King of Rock, who?
The King of Rock, what?
The King of Rock, who?
The King of Rock, what?
The King of Rock, who?
The King of Rock, what?
An apple to a peach, and a cherry to a plumb
We won't stop rocking till you all get some
The seed to the apple and the apple to the core
We are the two with the rhymes galore
The ball to the bounce, the bounce to the ball
This is the crew, we're gonna rock you all
D-Generation X coming to your town
And if you get in our way, we gonna chop you down
The King of Rock, who?
That be my hobby and job
And when I come and bring the ruckus
suckers duck and then dodge
The King of Rock, what?
That be my hobby and job
And when I come and bring the ruckus
suckers duck and then dodge
The King of Rock, who?
That be my hobby and job
And when I come and bring the ruckus
suckers duck and then dodge
The King of Rock, what?
That be my hobby and job
And when I come and bring the ruckus
suckers duck and then dodge
The King of Rock who?
The King of Rock what?
The King of Rock who?
The King of Rock what?
The King of Rock, who?
That be my hobby and job
And when I come and bring the ruckus
suckers duck and then dodge
The King of Rock, what?
That be my hobby and job
And when I come and bring the ruckus
Let me tell you about what I love with Gina
Lover like no other couldn't get in between her
Always stayed fly man, I'm wishing to seen her
Said they had a scheme, but nobody believed her
No real job cause she stay in the street
Gina didn't nail but the love made beats
When they want to eat, they just walked in the store
They took what they wanted man they the illest you saw
So one day they went uptown and seen em' with ice
Butter liked to change and Gina said they're breaking ice
Next thing you know they wan to pull of the heights
Shook to the look and shoot the tulip twice
Down with old Sherman as they flew in the air
Butter acting rough and Ram was struck by the pair
Gina had the door cause she goofed with the gun
They both grabbed the money and run
Come on take the money and run (run)
Come on take the money and run, hey hey hey
Come on take the money and run
Come on take the money and run, hey hey hey
Smoothie was a rookie that was doing a scene
Used to be a dog, now he's doing it clean
Ironic he was cupping and they gave him the spot
Now Butter buffing Hollis used to chill in the park
Said run around they way with a brand new band
Gina looking pretty in the city of frame
Smoothie said y'all got to get these in
And these are the two I've got to act enhanced
And these were from Hollis promised not to tell
And leave these cocks from a long, long trail
Smoothie saw Gina and a chick turned pale
Ronnie saying something like she know got bailed
Butter said promise me I won't see jail
Smoothie won a watch in a brand new cell
Butter and Gina moved to Pepsi cola
Smoothie got a rollie and I'm on the roller
Come on take the money and run (run)
Come on take the money and run, hey hey hey
Come on take the money and run, that's what I say
Come on take the money and run, yeah yeah yeah
All I can say is about the story
And living like Butter love is not floury
Let me show you how we get the money legit
Jack B. Nimble was nimble and he was quick
Well Run-DMC is the kings of rock
Rolled to the top and then we never get dropped
You still have us chilling in 2001
And me and D will take the money and run
Come on take the money and run (run)
Come on take the money and run, hey hey hey
Come on take the money and run, that's what I say
Come on take the money and run, hey hey hey
Come on take the money and run, that's what I say
Come on take the money and run, yeah yeah yeah
Come on take the money and run, aha
Come on take the money and run, hey hey hey
Hey hey hey
Hey hey hey
Hey hey hey
[scratching by Jam Master Jay]
"I'm the.. I'm the.. I'm the.. I'm the.."
"I'm the king of.." "ROCK AND ROLL!"
"I'm the king of.." "ROCK AND ROLL!"
"I'm the king of.." "ROCK", "I'm the king of.." "ROCK"
"I'm the king of.." "ROCK AND ROLL!"
"Soulllllll!" "ROCK AND ROLL!"
"Soulllllll!" "ROCK AND ROLL!"
"Soulllllll!" "ROCK AND.." "ROCK"
"ROCK"
[Run] Rock the house!
Gonna tell you bout a groove comin from the heart
Gonna make your body move, climbin up the chart
These ducks tryin to prove that you got the art
better move better move better do your part
Get busy, get a job, stop messin around
Say isn't this fly, how can he get down?
Black bone to the hand givin up the hug
Crack known to the fans SAY NO TO DRUGS
Gotta lotta ambitions, as I was told
Now the heart stop wishin, 'fore you get old
Gotta speech and teach, reach for your goal
We the king here to bring with a lot of soul!
"I'm the king of.." "ROCK AND ROLL!"
"I'm the king of.." "ROCK AND ROLL!"
"I'm the king of.." "ROCK", "I'm the king of.." "ROCK"
"I'm the king of.." "ROCK AND ROLL!"
"I'm the king.."
[DMC] That's crowned, to rule the sound
Fly world renowned, from town to town
My hat's my helmet, my mic's my sword
My ?'s by the door so PRAISE THE LORD
Born a King, to rule this thing
Treats are the beats that battles bring
I can't be beat, I won't retreat
Victory is sweet, so I defeat
Like a slave I gave, the world I saved
This is the hated and ungrateful tool that's raised
Not to be cool, I rock and rule
I'm crowned with a jewel cause I'm down to duel
You bled from my blow, so know one thing
that you gotta be strong and as real as the KING
"I'm the king of.." "ROCK AND ROLL!"
"I'm the king of.." "ROCK AND ROLL!"
"I'm the king of.." "ROCK", "I'm the king of.." "ROCK"
"I'm the king of.." "ROCK AND ROLL!"
"I'm the king.."
[both] KING, MEANS RATED SUPREME
FROM QUEENS, NEVER SELLIN OUR DREAM
IT'S D, JOE, THAT THEY DON'T KNOW
OUR TEAM YO, I AM A PRO
DON'T BELIEVE, ME, YOU CAN GO ASK JOE
OR GO TO SEE, DEE, NINE TIMES THE DOUGH
RAISE HELL, YELL, FOR ETERNITY
RUN-D.M.C., K-I-N-G!
"I'm the king of.." "ROCK AND ROLL!"
"I'm the king of.." "ROCK AND ROLL!"
"I'm the king of.." "ROCK", "I'm the king of.." "ROCK"
[D.M.C.]
Aiyyo Jay yo Jay, check this out
I was born
Son of Byford, brother of Al
Bad as my mamma and Run's, my pal
It's McDaniels, not McDonald's
These rhymes are Darryl's, those burgers are RONALD'S
I ran down, my family tree
My mother, my father, my brother and D
Huh..
A whole lot of superstars, on this stage here tonight
But I want you all to know one thing-this is....
[DMC] My...
[Run] House and when I say who's house, you all know what time it is.
Who's house?
Run's house!
[Run]
Ah, once again my friend
Not a trend for then
They said, rap was crap
But never had this band
Till the ruler came
With a cooler name
Made ya dance and prance and draw the fans insane
Name is Run my son
Number one for fun
Not a gun that's done and get done by none
The others act, in fact, is just wack I kill
[DMC] Why?
[Run] It's fun my son and Run heads the bill!
[Chorus]
Who's house?
Run's house!
[repeat twice]
[DMC]
I'm in the house you all
I'm in the house yall
And this is how Run DMC will turn it out yall
I'm in the house yall
I'm in the house yall
And this is what run DMC be about yall
Will my name is DMC,
The all-time great
I bust the most rhymes in New York state
Reporters Claw
Producers die
They want to be down with the king!
The wanted man from the wanted clan
Wanted by every fan from across the land
Not a G.A.N.G from off the street
R. and U.N. D.M.C complete!
[Chorus]
[DMC] get on the mic and (emcee)
[Run]
Another time I take
For the rhyme I make
Make me mad and sad because the fad is fake
See I do this thing so come presue this king
One mind I rhyme so all you just bring
Cus I'm the best I'm def
Ask the rest they left
That's my name my game and we don't need the rep
So keep the booze you loose and suckas cool your mouth
I set a trap for rap thats crap
It's Run's house!
[Chorus]
[DMC]
Some underestimate
And miscalculate
My intent to create what I call the great
Till I make a song that I prove em wrong
See my song so strong it'll make 'em come along
Come in the door
Get on the floor
Hard rock hard hitting hip-hop hard-core
Causing casualties and catastrophes
And tragedies for the suck emcees
Use a strategy to get the best of me
You dirty rat emcees
Whoever you may be
You need to go down south
You need to shut your mouth
It's all about no doubt just shout cus we turn it out!
Reggae!
Rrrroots, rap, reggae!
[Run]
.. and we don't stop
It's like that y'all, and then we're ready to play
It's no jive, it's live, and it's reggae
Roots, rap..
[D.M.C.]
My homeboy Jay, don't scratch reg-gae
So listen to Jam Master as the Master start to play
(and when he go) just check the show
(cause they scratchin with the) toe
(and even his el)-bow! (HA!)
Rrrroots, rap, reggae!
[Yellowman]
Stomp your feet, clap your hand
At the microphone is King Yellowman
In Jamaica, I'm the champ-i-on
This is roots, rap, reggae! Ha ha ha, rip it
Roots, rap, reggae!
Hotta.. 'otta.. 'otta reggae music
'otta.. 'otta.. 'otta reggae music
'otta.. 'otta.. 'otta reggae music
I know we know that reggae is sweet
Reggae music is rap to de beat
Clap your hands an' stomp your feet
Roots, rap, reggae!
Roots, rap..
[Run]
Now party people I'm so happy, don't know what to do
Cause I'm an MC with the rhyme, and down with the crew
Rock from Africa to France and the Kalamazoo
And every place that I play, I hear a YAY not a BOO
And now a party not a party and a jam ain't a jam
less D is who he be, and I am who I am
Or Jay is just the DJ cuttin for the two
And it's the three of us, baby and we're doin the do
[Yellowman]
Five plus five, equal to ten
Everywhere I go I've got a lot of girlfriend
Music is sweet, music is nice
Yellow 'ave about twenty-four wife
It's roots, rap, reggae! Ha ha ha
Roots, rap, reggae!
Don't drink alco-'ol, don't snort cocaine
Reggae music is not so strange
Know de cocaine will 'urt up your brain
This is roots, rap, reggae! Ha HAH!
Roots, rap, reggae! AIIIIYY SIAH!
Jump...
Dee...
Jay...
Run...
DMC...
Yeah...!
What...?
Who...?
King...of...Rock...!
I want to rock right now
DJ Run, and I'm claiming my crown
I be internationally known
Even got chrome on my microphone
I ain't stoopid y'all, outrageous
Actin like Run can't rock all ages
So...Joe - act like y'all don't know
Run be rockin since Kurtis Blow
Me and my brother be gettin this dough
Came in the door, said it befoe'
These are the Kings from around the way
Run-DMC and Jam Master Jay...
I'm the King (what's up?) of ROCK!
Who am I?
I'm the King (of what?) of ROCK!
WHO ARE WE?
I'm the King (alright, never let ya down) of ROCK!
In the end it's just a rock song
I'm the King (alright, alright, alright) of ROCK!
In the end it's just a rock song
Y'all wanna know what it takes to be
An MC like D in the place to be
Gotta a house on the hill full of family
With the grass more green than a gram of weed
Stars in the cars on the way to my Show
Gettin raw at the pub when they're drinking the mo
With a cigar and the pumps he be getting the dough
And unchanged with the lane and the range of the roll
Just 'cause y'all know my name
Heard my fame and seen my game
Don't mean I'm all about the glitter and glam
The King of Rock - is who I am
Raw - we are - by law
First one rockin' in Adidas y'all saw
Jumped on Tour way back in '84
Jay, Run, D, Macs rock-knockin' at your door
I'm the King (alright, never let ya down) of ROCK!
In the end it's just a rock song
I'm the King (alright, never let ya down) of ROCK!
Cause in the end it's just a rock song
I'm the King (alright, never let ya go) of ROCK!
cause in the end it's just a rock song
I'm the King (alright, alright, alright) of ROCK!
In the end it's just a rock song
Who am I?
I'm the King (alright, alright, alright/of what?) of ROCK!
[Run]
I.. woke up this morning got ready to roll
Put on my green bomber it was, freezing cold
Applied longjohns with Adidas not matching
I called up Jam Master cause I knew he was scratching
(Whassup?) Jay to the telly music, loud as hell
He said - "Hold up Run," [DING DONG], "it's the bell!"
Jay to the door as he leaves the cut
for his eyes a surprise, "D.M.C. WHASSUP?"
[D.M.C.]
I need a little help Jay, I got a little problem
A guy like yourself, maybe you can help me solve em
I only want to know why this happens all the time
(What?) Everywhere I go, I start to rap and rhyme
I rock them in the day (yeah you rock em every night)
I rock em when I left so def I knew something was wrong (alright)
I rhyme when I am sleeping, I rhyme when I'm awake
When I was nine I said a rhyme by putting candles on my cake
I just came from the bank (you said a rhyme?) A rhyme so funny
A song about the line so long they all gave me their money
That's why I came to you, you're my friend (yes that is true)
Said maybe Jay knows what to say, he'll tell me what to do..
[Jay]
Hmmmm.. yo you go get Joe, and all the rhymes you made
And we'll go to the bank, AND WE CAN ALL GET PAID!
[Run]
Cruisin down the block, in the sixty-six Olds
Girls are on the jock like the ride was a Rolls
Feelin kinda great, got change for the toll
Suckers gotta wait, that's your fate, poor soul
Heard you on the records and I heard you on the tapes
Stop, switch the conversation over to grapes, because
you're not bustin none, so stop fussin son
You're not down with Rush, they call us Russ and Run
Since that's the company, you won't be chumpin me
[Run]
Radio station, on vacation
Wonder where Run was, damn be patient
Comin to the rescue, people won't let you
forget about my DJ, and my crew
Pickin up the pieces, nephews and nieces
Chocolate in a peanut butter cup, called Reese's
Took a little break, for goodness sake
Gotta chill, get ill, cold fishin by the lake
Take a brain off rappin, 'member what happened
Listen reminisce and cold keep your foot tappin
Darryl and Joe cause the DJ's Jason
Hear no fear, dear radio station
[D.M.C.]
Radio station, around the nation
Run, D, and Jason, made a dedication
To those listenin, we're not dissin em
Recording and rewarding so we won't be missin em
Keep on playin song, LP playin long
Jay, D, and Joe, keep the radio stayin on
I always say to Joe, turn on the radio
Jam Master Jay will know, that is the way to go
While Jay's DJin, I will be sayin
Rhymes that are playin, FM or AM
On hot rotation, a winning combination
AM, FM, music modulation
Rappin on the mic is my occupation
That's what I like, dear radio station
[Run]
AM, FM, thought that I left them
back and exact never wack no more jetset
Run made a return, D makin me earn
Jay gotta play on the radio we burn
hotter than a fire, kids goin higher
Told you on the album, that was prior
Two that's tougher than, nobody rougher when
Run-D.M.C., throwin down like a Bufferin
Relievin all pain, receiving much gain
Remaining entertaining while we entertain
for the black white chinese spanish indian haitian
Hear no fear, dear radio station
[D.M.C.]
D, Joe, Jason, radio station
Saw that, format, you be placin
records, other than, Run, go cover and
put em on your list, people hear and discover them
Take or break the tunes that make it
D gotta be on top and shake it
Keep on rockin it, ain't no stoppin
My alliance droppin science on the radio poppin it
One top ten again, Run's gonna win again
Jay's gonna spin again, on the FM again
I coulda and shoulda and woulda, wrote a letter
[Run]
You know I'm proud to be black y'all
and that's a fact y'all
And if you try to take what's mine
I take it back y'all - it's like that
Licki-licki-licki-licki-licki-licki-licki-licki-
Listen party people here's a serious song
It's right not wrong, I should say right on
I gotta tell you somethin that you all should know
It's not a mystery it's history and here's how it go
Now Hariett Tubman, was born a slave
She was a tiny black woman, when she was raised
She was livin to be givin there's a lot that she gave
There's not a slave, in this day and age
I'm proud to be
[D.M.C.]
Black, god damn, I'm tired my man
Don't worry bout what color I am
Because I'll show you how ill, this man can act
It could never be fiction cause it is all fact
And if you get in my way, I will not turn back
I'm proud of my name, my name is Darryl Mack
I'm black and I'm proud, and I'll say it out loud
I'll share my story with the whole crowd, AUUUGHH!
[Run-D.M.C.]
You know I'm proud to be black y'all
and that's a fact y'all
And if you try to take what's mine
I take it back y'all - it's like that
[Run]
DJ Run, and I run these things
You can hear it loud and clear like when the schoolbell rings
Like Martin Luther King, I will do my thing
I'll say it in a rap cause I do not sing
[D.M.C.]
D.M.C., the man, that's causin the beef
I got a message for the world so listen up it's brief
Like Malcolm X said I won't turn the right cheek
Got the strength to go the length, if you wanna start beef
Start beef!
[Run-D.M.C.]
You know I'm proud to be black y'all
and real brave y'all
And motherfucker I could never be a slave y'all
So take that!!
[Run]
We're gonna tell ya somethin put your mind in a swirl
God bless the next baby that comes in this world
The world's full of hate discrimination and sin
People judgin other people by the color of skin
I'll attack this matter, in my own way
Man, I ain't no slave, I ain't reelin no hay
Written a deposition, in any condition
Don't get in my way cause I'm full of ambition
I'm proud to be black (and I ain't takin no crap)
I'm fresh out the pack (and I'm proud to be black)
SO TAKE THAT!!
[Run-D.M.C.]
There was a man - an inventor - who invented so well
He invented a fortune - for a man named Bell
George Washington Carver, made the peanut great
Showed any man with a mind, could create
You read about Malcolm X - in the history text
Jesse Owens broke records, Ali broke necks
What's wrong with ya man? How can you be so dumb?
[DMC] Everyone out there ready?
[Run] It goes a one, two, three, and..
[Run]
Perfection to D, is quite essential
He has to live up, to his potential
[DMC]
I work real hard all day and night
I get to it and do it cause I want it right
I got bass, (tone), I use, (y'know)
And then I rock (the funky) rhyme (on) the (microphone)
I got a funky fresh (car) with the funky fresh (bar)
I'm a funky fresh (star) and I'm up to (par)
My name is D.M.(C!) down with Run and (Jay)
Is everything copacetic y'all? (Kind of A-O-K)
[both]
PERFECTION (yo yo yo, what we talkin bout, what we talkin bout)
PERFECTION (most definitely)
[DMC]
I got prescription glasses and my eyes are correct
Two times every year I go to have them checked
Per-fection's my selection, and I will select
And if it's not (per-fect) I will perfect
[both]
PERFECTION.. (what we got?)
PERFECTION
[Run]
.. who me? You want me?
I got a, credit (card) made out of (gold)
I get (pass) in a (class) and the story's told
I got D.M.(C.), I got JM(J)
I got Jeff (he's def) and Runny Ray
I got a dog (a cat) a mouse (a rat)
A fly (he won't die) and a little gnat
My name is DJ (Run) and he's Darryl (Mack)
Run-(D.M.C.), right AND EXACT
[both]
PERFECTION
PERFECTION.. (c'mon let's get em, tell em D)
[DMC]
I won't fail, I won't flop
Stall or stutter yes I won't stop
It takes hard work, to be like this
(You should know) cause I'm a perfectionist
[both]
PERFECTION
PERFECTION
PERFECTION.. (yo DJ Run what is it?)
PERFECTION.. (perfectly speaking)
PERFECTION
PERFECTION
PERFECTION (p-p-p-perfect)
PERFECTION.. (perfectly speaking)
PERFECTION (p-pu-p-pu, 100 percent)
PERFECTION (roll roll roll, c'mon c'mon c'mon)
Afros.... yeahhh
AFROS! Yeahhh
Brothers be out there doin crack... NOOOOOOO
They be doin dope... NOOOOOOO
They be gangbangin! NOOOOOOO
All them brothers need to just
pause
Yeah I'm with that
Here comes the Afros, and the forty ounce crew
Who say slowly but surely, we gonna turn the mother out
We got more, in store, young ladies on the floor, so cool out
pause
Intro, which means I start it
In other words, herbs departed
Pause, stop for the cause
Get up, get down, you get yours
Chill, no time to get ill
Word to herb -- yeah it's the will of God
So whassup Hobbes?
Just jock, clock, rock, and don't stop but
Pause
Pause, pause for the cause, get yours
But don't break laws
Quit, quit it, forget it
Pause, say your way with it
Pause, if you did it, admit it
Cause, you shouldn'ta did it
Next time, you think of doin a crime
Pause, and remember this rhyme
Pause for the cause, cause broken laws
Are just like broken jaws
They take a long time to heal
I'm for real, and I know the deal
Look it over, investigate
Evaluate, think!
Life is wrong, and full of flaws
Before you break laws just pause!
I think that worked man [4X]
Pause
Yeah pause, this beat is dope D
I'm tellin you, this beat is dope, just slammin, it's dope
Well if it's dope, I hope it's not crack
or coke, or nuttin like somethin you EVER smoke
And if they offer you some say NO
or pause
The reason I wrote this rhyme, is not to climb
But just to tell all mankind
That the use and abuse of drugs -- will what?
Will, blow, your, mind
Like dough makes bread, it goes straight to your head
You're misled and then you're dead
Now that's not fly, when you die
On a high
Like a trip, oooh, you make me sick
Ill, lookin like doo doo on a stick
You don't have to be a vic
Life is like a flick, so pause
Pause, p-pause, pause, p-p-pause
Alright y'all, now that you understand
My man Run never ran
I'm gonna take this mic yo my hand
And hand this to the one man band
Now pause, now pause
I'm Jay, I make up the trey
Now check out the dance that I display
It's called the pause
A new thing, on the dancefloor
First you move, then you stop
Combine the hustle, foxtrot, pop and lock
Put em all together why because
It's called the pause
Slammin, the dance is slammin
Pause, the people are jammin
Stop again, back to the groove
I show you how to move
pause
It's simple, just like stop and go
You can pause on the fast or slow
Participate, won't you all get down
Here's a solo from my homeboy Stanley Brown
Ahh yeah, I like this R&B; shit...
Pause, pause, one more time!
Yeah, do that, do that...
[Intro/Chorus: unknown singers]
It's party time, and we came here to party
so get up and move your body, cause it's party time
It's party time, and we came here to party
so get up and move your body, cause it's party time
[Run]
Come inside, the time is fine and I'm
really ready to drop a heavy bassline
on the crowd that's loud and proud the rhyme
is mine and the jam of party time
We're well equipped to flip and trip you out
I never slip but I rip the jam no doubt
So grab a girl ?? I know you wanna play
The funky jam I never quit until the break of day
Here we go on a Afrolistic journey
Here come the jam but don't forget to bring ??
to make sure the beat is upheld
The beat is raw and Run's banged it well
to make it take you to your destination
It's just the jam that slam across the nation
I gotta rock, you know I gotta good rhyme
So grab a girl, and listen to the good times
Now sweat til you're wet and get done
and I'll bet you get some..
heat to release the piece to have fun
So just grab a girl, cause it's party time
[Chorus]
[D.M.C.]
Groove, breathe, wind blowin the leaves
I'm at ease, can you feel the funky sensation
I might take a vacation
on the seven seasons
Reasons to be cheerful, sun shinin, Run rhymin
I'm right behind him
Jay, you know where to find him
Shinin like a diamond, if I'm lyin I'm dyin
{girrrrrrrrrrrls, drive me crazy}
So fine, goin out of my mind
I keep em goin, they sayin, I've got the rhyme
Ooze, cruise, gonna take a cruise
Jing-a-ling-a-ling-a-ling I'm never singin the blues
Afros, studios, doin shows
four-O's I suppose, no one knows
who's rockin the hoes, tell me that
You gotta be (funky)
[Chorus]
[Run]
Now let your body be free
And yeah, go you know
Never slow the flow til it's time to go
Cause that ain't the way you play the crowd
You gotta mingle, single girls allowed
So round em up, get a cutie in the spot
Look at the booty, do me, time to rock
And make all the girls give up the play
Get on the floor and make your day
So you're illin, still it's four o'clock
You won't leave til you see em close the spot
You gotta stay til they play the last song
til the night gives light to the early morn'
Check the place and the taste of the bass is on the case
A negative thought that you brought just erased
Put away the nine and keep in mind
that the jam'll slam when it's party time
[Run]
Now papa don't give a damn, or say, "Thank you, ma'am"
Eatin filet mignon, lobster tails and crab
He eats the finest FOOD, he ain't the kindest DUDE
and then to put it to you straight he's CRAZY LAZY AND RUDE
His temper's boiling hot, whether you like him or not
Not to mention bout his mansion and his big ol' yacht
He never gave me a dime or even spent, some time
and that's why I had to cold write this rhyme about..
[Chorus: Jam Master scratch "papa was", Run-D.M.C. "papa crazy", "crazy" (2X)]
[Run]
Now papa livin like a rich man, up on the hill
Yeah my daddy got a Caddy funky fresh Seville
He got diamonds AND FURS, for his AND HERS
and a cat, in the hat that just, chills and purrs
Now he eats and grubs, and rocks beats at clubs
while mama makin nothin while she sweeps, and rubs
You wanna know about his dough, how he got paid
well the last, THAT ASKED, got sprayed, AND LAID, because..
[Chorus]
[interlude]
[Run]
Papa hang with CRAZY people CRAZY times of the night
Runnin round with CRAZY women but but that's alright, because..
[Chorus]
[D.M.C.]
Yo Run my papa was CRAZY, crazy as can be
and my mama said that he left ME when I was three
But my mama never told me he was out of his mind
Drinkin wine, all the time, never earnin a dime
He didn't care where he slept, or where his clothes were kept
He was so in debt somebody broke his neck
and on the day that papa died, they wrote on his grave
that "Papa died a bum, but he died brave," because..
[Chorus]
Never let a punk get away with murder
Gun shots, gun shots, all you heard-a
What's up? What's up? What's the word up?
Press your luck or buck another sucker just ducked
Ooh, whatcha gonna do [4X]
[D.M.C.]
A vain from my brain means I'm causin em pain
Comin rough with the stuff that's just a part of the game
The rhymes have been hard since the start of the jam
So I'ma pull my jammy out and I'ma murder the man
Bust a rap like a cap, put a hole in your soul
Take the trigger then you figured that I'm losin control
I go loco with the vocals, yo goes the chokehold
And I broke those pros with the dope flows
I slow rolls, NO I don't smoke those
Leave the blunts for the punks in front rows
I said mine, headline or deadline
You see redline, here comes your bedtime
I lay it down, lay it low
Now I'm off and runnin on some new rhyme flow
I flex break necks bust tecs mic checks son
fill you full of lead and now get ready for the next one
Never let a punk get away with murder
Gun shots, gun shots, all you heard-a
What's up? What's up? What's the word up?
Press your luck or buck another sucker just ducked
Ooh, whatcha gonna do [4X]
[Run]
Now mic check and respect, come correct, and I can protect
You never knew (DJ who?) DJ Run'll wreck
hard, God, may be dope you never knew me nope
Where you been your hand is sendin DOWN, can you really cope?
Forever makin and breakin it and cold wreckin it
As for my title it's vital, you're never TAKIN it
I throw a stand across the stage and you'll get BUCKED down
Like Kris-One said, I fly a head you better _Duck Down_
I sold good and then plenty like ? Charlie said
Like Mike I glove it you love it and now it's for my bread
It's goin down on the mound watch a nigga pitch
Bang your thang and hang your damn NECKS, now you gettin it
I see them go, and come, cause what they pumpin weak
And now I'm flippin the script and they can hardly speak
I bust a nut then run amuck all on a sucker COOL
Now whatcha gonna do? Whatcha gonna do?!
Never let a punk get away with murder
Gun shots, gun shots, all you heard-a
What's up? What's up? What's the word up?
Press your luck or buck another sucker just ducked
Ooh, whatcha gonna do [4X]
Never let a punk get away with murder
Gun shots, gun shots, all you heard-a
What's up? What's up? What's the word up?
Press your luck or buck another sucker just ducked
Ooh, whatcha gonna do [4X]
Never let a punk get away with murder
Gun shots, gun shots, all you heard-a
What's up? What's up? What's the word up?
[Jay]
One two, one two, and I say
I go by the name of Jam Master Jay
And the Hollis Crew, we here to stay believe that
[D.M.C.]
Hey, as we let the music play
Pay attention and listen as I mention
a recital of mic to speeches
From the book of the 40 Ounces
of the most powerful words ever spoken
[Run]
Topsy-turvy, they try to serve me
Disturb me, curve me, boy they never heard me
Slammin, jammin, I be bammin
Makin takin breakin and rammin
Run got a beef with those that cold think that
Sun and the moon and soon you will drink that
wine for the rhyme that I'm, not a stink brat
Run havin fun my son, just where the ink's at
Up on the top I pop and drop, you feel
So low you go for Joe you know, what the deal
I might just strike tonight, and make you say
(Run ran the place with bass and bust boo-tay)
Go check the clock I rock your jock so hard
Make you feel the deal is I'm top card
Come in my face and bass and I might just
And it's not n-n-not, n-n-not JUST ANOTHER GROOVE
Not just another..
[Jay]
Ah yeah, one two one two Jam Master Jay
Hollis Crew here to stay, AUGGHH!
Afros, 40 Ounce Crew in effect, word up
Bout to break ya neck with another groove
Kick it D
[D.M.C.]
Check out the lyric, hear it, cheer it, fear it
So loud and clear that you can't come near it
Words are heard, I never speak the weak
You pissed me off, now I'm takin a leak
I kill at will, thrill, top bill
I'm makin a mill, and damn I'm still
makin history on the M-I-C
And for the young ladies, a nigga like D'll
be waxin taxin no relaxin breakin backs
and bustin raps and I'll be strapped
in my Cadillac, and you know that for a fact
I'm strapped with rap but yo, I'm also
record breakin never flakin wide awake
and titles I'm takin and I'll be makin
ladies groove cause I prove I can soothe when they
OOOOOH, this one's called - NOT JUST ANOTHER GROOVE
Not just another..
Not just another..
(Not just another one, not just another one)
[Jay]
Deliverin, I'll deliver and give ya
whatcha been waitin (one two three) for/four
This, is the gift of the gab
that I had when I came out the lab
The masterpiece was released
Let's cease the beef and all those misbeliefs
that we can't do our thing on a positive tip
I'm tryin to tell ya
It's been a long time -- we need a change
Time for things to be rearranged
Time to get our act together
Whoever's clever or better - never let
another brother or sister get dissed cause they missed the
knowledge and wisdom and damn I wish ya
get with the Stop the Violence move
Won'tcha hear me say peace, and it's not just another groove
[D.M.C.]
Yeah Jay I just wanna say whassup to the brothers and sisters out there
(Yeah.. it's not just another groove)
My Adidas
walked through concert doors
and roamed all over coliseum floors
I stepped on stage, at Live Aid
All the people gave and the poor got paid
And out of speakers I did speak
I wore my sneakers but I'm not a sneak
My Adidas cuts the sand of a foreign land
with mic in hand I cold took command
my Adidas and me, close as can be
we make a mean team, my Adidas and me
we get around together, rhyme forever
and we won't be mad when worn in bad weather
My Adidas..
My Adidas..
My Adidas
standin on 2 Fifth St.
funky fresh and yes cold on my feet
with no shoe string in em, I did not win em
I bought em off the Ave with the black Lee denim
I like to sport em that's why I bought em
a sucker tried to steal em so I caught em and I fought em
and I walk down the street and I bop to the beat
with Lee on my legs and adidas on my feet
and now I just standin here shooting the gif
me and D and my Adidas standing on 2 Fifth
My Adidas..
My Adidas..
me and my Adidas do the illest things
we like to stomp out pimps with diamond rings
we slay all suckers who perpetrate
and lay down law from state to state
we travel on gravel, dirt road or street
I wear my Adidas when I rock the beat
on stage front page every show I go
it's Adidas on my feet high top or low
My Adidas..
My Adidas..
Now the Adidas I possess for one man is rare
myself homeboy got 50 pair
got blue and black cause I like to chill
and yellow and green when it's time to get ill
got a pair that I wear when I'm playin ball
with the heal inside make me 10 feet tall
my Adidas only bring good news
and they are not used as selling shoes
they're black and white, white with black stripe
the ones I like to wear when I rock the mic
on the strength of our famous university
we took the beat from the street and put it on TV
my Adidas are seen on the movie screen
Hollywood knows we're good if you know what I mean
we started in the alley, now we chill in Cali
and I won't trade my Adidas for no beat up Bally's
My my my teacher came in class, breathin hard as could be
And then she made a pass at my homeboy D
I said she's movin fast, she's lookin at me
MISS ELAINE!
She's a crazy lady, she may be insane
She always call me baby, but that's not my name
Hey those kisses that she gave me, I just can't explain
MISS ELAINE!
MISS ELAINE! WAS HER NAME!
MISS ELAINE! WAS HER NAME!
She walked into the class with an aim for the day
Elaine had a game and I was willing to play
She said if I was down, she'd give me an A
MISS ELAINE!
Yo, my class is breakin fool, she sent them all home
She kept me after school, yeah me all alone
I follow all the rules, but I should have known
MISS ELAINE!
MISS ELAINE! WAS HER NAME!
MISS ELAINE! WAS HER NAME!
Ahhhhhhhh...
[guitar solo]
Try to go to school, keep my head on the books
My teacher's kinda cool, give the dirtiest looks
All my friends want a hook-up, but nobody hooks
MISS ELAINE!
Yo, I go for what I know, and I get what I get
It's gettin rather frantic, people say I'm a pet
She's makin me a winner and I'm glad that I met
MISS ELAINE!
MISS ELAINE! WAS HER NAME!
M_M_M_M_M_MISS ELAINE! MISS ELAINE!
[D.M.C.]
Born to rock around the clock
You can't say I'm not
And in case you forgot
I'm the KIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING, of ROCK!!
I'm the devestating mic controller D.M.C.
And can't nobody mess around with me
I'm the king of rock, rap, and a rhyme
I deal what I feel and it feels fine
If the girl's ?? chase then I will play
around with sound put down for the rhymes I say
Beats flow from Joe and never stop
Better get yourself together let's rock, HIT IT RUN!
[beatboxing]
[D.M.C.]
You, jump, watch you clock, while I rock your spot
I'm better known to the world as the King of Rock
I like to speak my piece when I'm on the mic
I'm the best, or at least, I'm the one you like
And when I serve you deserve to hear what I say
I throw a curve he got the nerve to make a triple play
Now how devestating can an MC be?
My name is Darryl, but you can call me D, HIT IT RUN!
[beatboxing]
[D.M.C.]
It's called, gangsta hard rock, non-stop hip-hop
And it's headed for the top by the rhymes I pop
For every race place color country county or creed
and all of the places that I emceed
B-Boy badness to the highest degree
And it can't b-a-boy unless you be D
You can't bust a cherry or crush a grape
and if you ain't got this tape you're in bad shape
Beats flow from Joe and never stop
Better get yourself together, let's ROCK!
[beatboxing]
[D.M.C.]
Do.. you.. really believe what's going on
I was conceived and I was born
I once was lost but now I'm found
Tell your bunch I'm boss I run this town
I leave all suckers, in the dust
Those dumb motherfuckers can't mess with us
Beats flow from Joe and never stop
Better get yourself together, let's rock, HIT IT RUN!
[beatboxing]
[D.M.C.]
I.. was.. straight from the start performin art
Climbin up the chart while others fall apart
The three outlaws in the music trade
We won't rob but our job is to get paid
Cause Run has fun if Jay will play
As I add one more rhyme to say
Now how devestating can an MC be?
My name is Darryl, but you can call me D, HIT IT RUN!
[beatboxing]
[D.M.C.]
I was born
son of Byford, brother of AL
Bad as my mamma and Run's my pal
It's McDaniels, not McDonald's
These rhymes are Darryl's, the burgers are RONALD'S
I ran down, my family tree
My mother, my father, my brother and D
[DMC]
Yes y'all, Uptown
The sound, is shakin into war
And for all y'all, this is it
I'm never alone, I'm in a zone and stoned
I never leave home without my microphone
I break backbones like a stone, I roam
I knick knack paddy wack and give a dog a bone
Like Al Capone I am a dog, I foam
at the mouth, shout it out when I groan in tone
I go Uptown, I come back home
(With who?) "Me, myself and my microphone"
[Hook: x4]
I go Uptown, I come back home with who?
"Me, myself and my microphone"
[DJ Run]
It's like this y'all, it don't stop
You see I'm Uptown and rockin the dope spot
So I dip to the dive, thrive and come alive
The two MCs that make ya name survive
For alla y'all, my name is Run
I rock big parties, have big fun
The mind blowin, body rockin MC fiend
who came along and made his home and chained the toll on my team
The cool calm brother from around the way
Where I'm from, DJ Run met a kid named "Jay"
We go Uptown, and come back home
(With who?) "Me, myself and my microphone"
[Hook: x4]
[Bridge: Living Colour x4]
Gotta gotta gotta gotta keep it on
Gotta gotta gotta keep it on
[DMC]
"Give us respect"
Get much respect when I flex my Tek
Unique when I speak and wreck your set
I used to take the train to go to school
The microphone holdin on the golden rule
Pop pop pop, you can't stop my flow
I rock it in my pocket everytime I go
straight Uptown, I come back home
(With who?) "Me, myself and my microphone"
[Jam Master Jay]
I'm Jam Master Jay! Adidas, WBLS and Rush Productions presents
A fund-raising appearance by the kings of rap'n'roll...
[studio producer] Again
[Jam Master Jay]
I'm Jam Master Jay! Adidas, WBLS, and Rush Production, presents
A fund-raising appearance by the kings of rap'n'roll...
Live at the Apollo Theater, April 19th, two shows, 7 and 11
[studio producer] Alright let's do that again, #8
[Russell Simmons] Take your time Jay, you sound like you rushin
[Jam Master Jay] You gotta rush, we only got 60 seconds to say a lot of shit
[studio producer] #8
[Jam Master Jay]
What's up New York? My name is Jam Master Jay
And I'm here to say that Adidas, WBLS, and Rush Productions presents
A fund-raising appearance by the kings of rap'n'roll...
Live at the Apollo Theater, April 19th, two shows, 7 and 11 P.M.
[studio producer] Alright cool.. [long pause].. #10
[Jam Master Jay]
What's up New York? My name is Jam Master Jay
And I'm here to say... that Adidas, WBLS, and Rush Productions
present a fund-raising appearance, by the kings of rap, Run-D.M.C. {*laughing*}
[studio producer] Let's do it again, uhh #11
[Jam Master Jay] I thought I had it right man, here we go
[studio producer] 11
[Jam Master Jay] What's up New York?
[studio producer] Let's do one more Joe, 14
[Run]
Yo whattup? This is Run! And me and my man D.M.C., gon' be bustin new jams LIKE... (THIS!)
[studio producer] Take 15
[Run]
Special guest, the Beastie Boys!
Tickets 5, 10, 18 and 25 dollars
With special box seats, at 30 dollars
Pick 'em up at the Apollo Theater box office, or ticket censors [laughs]
[studio producer] Ticket outlets, TicketMaster outlets
[Run mocking him] TicketMaster outlets!
[studio producer] This'll be take 16
Yo, Andre, are you sure they gonna
BLS ain't gonna give us no, no beef about...
[studio producer] 16
[Run]
Special guest, the Beastie Boys!
Tickets 5, 10, 18 and 25 dollars
With special box seats, at 30 dollars
Pick 'em up at the Apollo Theater box office
or, TicketMaster centers, fuck it!
[studio producer] Outlets, now let's do one more, for safe keeping
[exasperated Run] FUCK THAT!
[studio producer] 19, one more time
[Run] Damn Steve!
[studio producer] 24
[unknown voice]
If you buy your ticket at the TicketMaster outlet
on East 8th Street at American Video
Get free roundtrip bus transportation from downtown
courtesy of Vinylmania - and hold onto your ticket stubs
for the official afterparty, at the World Disco
2nd Street and Avenue C
Your admission to the World is free with your Apollo ticket stub
courtesy of the East Village Eye
[studio producer] 33
[D.M.C.]
Don't forget, Run-D.M.C. and the Beastie Boys
Saturday night on April 19th
7 and 11 at the Apollo Theater as...
Let's stay together
Yo, yeah, DMC my man
In the place to be
Yo, this song is dedicated to (word)
(Whether good days, happy or sad)
To all of those that's been down with each other since day one
Aha, let's keep it together
Now we've been all around the world
From the corner of the block to the top of the world and back
We're the royalty on the Ave, ain't nobody ever have
And the brand new jet black Cadillac
We've been down since day one
And no matter where I go people want to see him next to me
They say "What's up with D?" I used to jam all across the land
The coliseum, even MSG, when Raising Hell were cassettes
In the shelves, and the plush hotel after every show
We were just kissing the mic, living the life
Of MTV and the radio
And so you Jay and me said "it's 83'"
We're living and sticking together like a family
And no matter what, the rule must be
That it's guaranteed that I'm for you, and you for me
Let's stay together let's stay together
Loving you whether, love is good and bad
And happy or sad
Yo, my love of the mic, can't touch my love for my wife
Baby I ain't going nowhere, specially the way you smile
When you have my child, or when I rock the crowd
Can't wait to be right there
Even my kids that ain't yours is still yours
Cause you love him and treat him like your very own
We be holding hands and I be holding doors
And when my mother in-law spend time alone
Call her about five hundred times a day
When I'm often gone cause I'm on the road
And when I'm on the phone, you know I want to be home
Cause that's the one and only spot where I really belong
You know our love, called you the preachers' wife
But the keys to bed lead living it up
And everybody would know, them seen us in the video
On the dance floor straight cutting it up
I love you baby
Let's (come on)let's stay together, let's stay together
Loving you whether, days are good or bad, or happy or sad
To me, you mean the world
No matter what it is you say or do
I always I will be there for you
So no, no matter what, let's stay together
In the good life, happy or sad
You mean the world, no matter what is it you say or do
I always will be there for you
So no, no matter what, let's stay together
In the good life, happy or sad
Let's, let's stay together
Loving you whether, love is good or bad, and or happy or sad
Ain't no beats to lead somebody you love
Best thing in life, is to have somebody ya heard
So keep it together
AUHHH!
[Run]
Yes yes y'all
Off to the lagoon, so soon, my tune'll have room
to go boom so I go to the ?pazoom?
place where the bass in your face is never 'ternal
Then I ran into my man the alligator so
How you livin like a sucker wife is such a nag
I wish I wish when niggaz fish they'd make a gator bag
but other than that I'm livin fat I got a record deal
Me and this pig got fifty gigs yo homeboy check it squeal
He said his rap and that was that and I was left alone
Let me kick you this lyric
Gather round now hear about the Flintstones
Fred and Barn' and all the rest of the Flintstones
they got a Benz with rocks and dark tints homes
Kitted out, VVS the whole bit
People screamin on Fred and sayin, "Oh shit!"
And then my man Fred came home late (doin what?)
cold beefin bout, Mr. Slate
And then he walked to the door, seen Wilma cryin
Fred said, "Yo hoe, I ain't lyin!"
And next thing, you heard a little crunch
Fred fell (what?) result of a punch
And then they got up, and went and got the crew
Back to the hoe's house -
yabba dabba dabba dabba doo y'all
a dabba doo y'all
And that's comin straight from me to you y'all
[D.M.C.]
You need a umbrella if it starts to rain
You need a umbrella if it starts to rain
You need a umbrella if it starts to rain
So why didn't you just bring a raincoat?
And I hope, that you have a boat
cause my cussin is floodin and you need to stay afloat
Not on water, but on somebody's daughter
You never ever wanna say that you caught a
breeze, that'll freeze or some kind of the disease
to make you ill and sneeze (AH-CHOO!)
I'm tryin to tell you Baby Pop
You press your luck or youse a sucker suckin on a lollipop
You knocked off the boots and only got your shit wet
Needles inject just to disinfect, you're upset
your stupid monkey-ass didn't protect yourself
Kick the frama lama lama lama lama!
AH-CHOO!
[Run]
Motherfuckers poppin shit about a nigga goin out
without a hit or shit to his name to claim
and aim that shit towards me, nah..
That ain't what time it is, cause this is mines and his
'Member the crime you did? Don't ever close your lid
cause if you sleep I keep the cheap motherfuckin
tape you gave me, so behave see
My name is Run and I'll run this ruler up your ass
and measure the shit you're poppin
There's no stoppin or coppin or playin with me
Kick off shoes, jump on the jock
Listen to the Jam Master as he starts to rock
His name is Jay and he's on his way
To be the best DJ in the US of A
J-a-y are the letters of his name
Cutting and scratching are the aspects of his game
So check out the Master as he cuts these jams
And look at us with the mics in our hands
Then take a count, 1 2 3
Jam Master Jay, Run-D.M.C.
He's Jam Master Jay, the big beat blaster
He gets better cause he knows he has to
In '84 he'll be a little faster
And only practice makes a real Jam Master
We're live as can be but we're not singing the blues
We got to tell all y'all the good news
The good news is that there is a crew
Not 5, not 4, not 3, just 2
2 MC's who are claiming the fame
And all other things won't be the same
Beacause it's about time for a brand new group
Run-D.M.C. to put you up on the scoop
We make the fly girls scream in ecstacy
We rock the freshest rhymes at a party
We put all the fellas in a daze
It's everyone that we amaze
And we got the master of a disco scratch
There's not a break that he can't catch
Jam Master Jay that is his name
And all wild DJ's he will tame
Behind the turntables is where he stands
Then there is the movement of his hands
So when asked who's the best, y'all should say:
"Run-D.M.C. and Jam Master Jay"
Jam Master Jay is the one in charge
It's up to him to rock beats that are truly large
He is the master of the scratch and cut
So move your arms, so move your legs
So won't you move your butt
We're not talking ground, we're not talking sky
We're not talking low, we're not talking high
We're not talking big, we're not talking small
We want all of the people on off the wall
We're not talking night, we're not talking day
uh huh
ah hah
ah hah
see when y'all heard that
all I'm doin is laughin' at all y'all niggers that been frontin'
on my man's in there man, these niggers started this shit man
When I come to the show that I rock
and the flow that I drop
y'all know Run kills the mic
can't forget about the olds that I got
and the rolls in the spot
ya'll know I'm still the right
how ya gonna take an old song been around so long
so so def the name is tight
done went from a DJ to an MC to the REV like overnight
everybody lookin' players get shook when
Rev Run walk up in the spot
even though the crooks that
be livin' up out in Brooklyn
just can't help but point and laugh
everywhere I go now
people say "oh wow"
cause they know how I get
It don't matter if it's motown
all the way to your town
you can't slow down my game
can't slow it down man
think about this
from 1983 to 2000, its 2001
and these niggas are still on the run
y'all niggas just crazy
ya'll out here tryin' to front
like __nigga went and bought a pair of shell toes
the f*ck is wrong with y'all
People wanna hear Rev Run say
cuz I got dough that I must be a type of fraud
but you know that the thing that's funny
this garden ain't money, how rich is the lawn
went and got JD , made me crazy play me up in the club
got a brand new mercedes for my lady
bustin me I'm older
to a Bentley and all that come out the garage
on the side of a grand prestigious home
Y'all ask if I'm blessed,
by God player what you thought, what Rev do you see on
gotta make these dollars, comin outta Hollis
got my collar on two, I got the rhyme on the beat
and the vibe in the street and now the rest is on you
the rest is on me man
let me let j'all know somethin'
the first rap group to get on MTV
heard heavy ya heard me
and then they go turn around and resurrect Aerosmith like
you know what I mean, there ain't none of that,
know what I'm sayin
and if it weren't for these cats man y'all wouldn't know
nothin' about no LL Cool J or Beastie Boys you know what I mean
and this comin' from me I'm lookin at it man
since I've been 13 years old, now I been watchin these cats man
I aint no old nigga, but I know nigga ya heard me
ya know what I'm sayin', so stop all that frontin' man
stop all your frontin' ya heard me
ya hear
We get the hits that I made on the gig that I played
if ya had love back in the day
just raised up my kicks and changed the spit
and returned the Run y'all love today
I picked the mic back up, came right back up
to the top where I'm supposed to be
(supposed to be)
and when the track light up y'all come back right up
y'all playa's too close to me
You know what I used to like?
the way my man used to come up on stage
and grab the mic or just throw the damn stand
across the stage man
then he used to tell his man like
"Yo D, come right here in the middle of the stage,
grab yo dick and say what you gotta say"
and you know what D used to say
he used to say
"Party people, your dreams have now
been fullfilled, get out your seats and let's get ill
that's right y'all, we not just rough, we more than tough"
and when it comes to shit like this hah we got enough
know what I mean? you know who the f*ck I am
you know my name, you know my game
[Run-D.M.C.]
IT'S NOT FUNNY - when you buy a TV off the street
You take it home, plug it in, BAM, you got beat
IT'S NOT FUNNY - when you buy a house with all you got
And the day you go to see it it's a vacant lot
IT'S NOT FUNNY!
IT'S NOT FUNNY!
IT'S NOT FUNNY - when you come, to work late
You have the key, to the office, and the boss had to wait
IT'S NOT FUNNY - makin money on a regular basis
and losing every dime, betting on the races
IT'S NOT FUNNY!
IT'S NOT FUNNY!
IT'S NOT FUNNY!
IT'S NOT FUNNY - when you have a show and thousands come
and your drummer bring the sticks, but forgets his drums
IT'S NOT FUNNY - when you see, three cars you like
and your pocket can only buy a three-speed bike
IT'S NOT FUNNY!
IT'S NOT FUNNY!
IT'S NOT FUNNY - when we got, on the wrong plane
We wanted to go to L.A. - but we were headed for Spain
IT'S NOT FUNNY - when you pull off an incredible caper
You thought you got over - next day you're in the paper
IT'S NOT FUNNY!
IT'S NOT FUNNY!
IT'S NOT FUNNY!
IT'S NOT FUNNY - when you leave your house without an umbrella
Then it rains (hahahahaha) you're an unhappy fella
IT'S NOT FUNNY!
IT'S NOT FUNNY!
IT'S NOT FUNNY! Ha hah..
IT'S NOT FUNNY - when you lie, and said that you prayed
When the truth was revealed, you went to Hell anyway
IT'S NOT FUNNY!
IT'S NOT FUNNY!
IT'S NOT FUNNY!
IT'S NOT FUNNY!
It's..
IT'S NOT FUNNY!
IT'S NOT FUNNY!
It's..
[Run]
Unemployment at a record highs
People coming, people going, people born to die
Don't ask me, because I don't know why
But it's like that, and that's the way it is
[D.M.C.]
People in the world tryin to make ends meet
You try to ride car, train, bus, or feet
I said you got to work hard, you want to compete
It's like that, and that's the way it is
Huh!
[Run & D.M.C. alternate lines for the remainder of the song]
Money is the key to end all your woes
Your ups, your downs, your highs and your lows
Won't you tell me the last time that love bought you clothes?
It's like that, and that's the way it is
Bills rise higher every day
We receive much lower pay
I'd rather stay young, go out and play
It's like that, and that's the way it is
Huh!
Wars going on across the sea
Street soldiers killing the elderly
Whatever happened to unity?
It's like that, and that's the way it is
Disillusion is the word
That's used by me when I'm not heard
I just go through life with my glasses blurred
It's like that, and that's the way it is
Huh!
You can see a lot in this lifespan
Like a bum eating out of a garbage can
You noticed one time he was your man
It's like that (what?) and that's the way it is
You should have gone to school, you could've learned a trade
But you laid in the bed where the bums have laid
Now all the time you're crying that you're underpaid
It's like that (what?) and that's the way it is
Huh!
One thing I know is that life is short
So listen up homeboy, give this a thought
The next time someone's teaching why don't you get taught?
It's like that (what?) and that's the way it is
If you really think about it times aren't that bad
The one that flexes with successes will make you glad
Stop playing start praying, you won't be sad
It's like that (what?) and that's the way it is
Huh!
When you feel you fail sometimes it hurts
For a meaning in life is why you search
Take the bus or the train, drive to school or the church
It's like that, and that's the way it is
Here's another point in life you should not miss
Do not be a fool who's prejudiced
Because we're all written down on the same list
It's like that (what?) and that's the way it is
Huh!
You know it's like that, and that's the way it is
Because it's like that, and that's the way it is
Sucker MC's who did not learn
If you don't this time, we shall return
The beat is big, it's kind of large
And when we're on the mic, we're in charge
It's like that y'all (that y'all) like that y'all (that y'all)
Like that-a-tha-that a-like that y'all (that y'all)
Cool chief rocker, I don't drink vodka
But keep a microphone inside my locker
Go to school everyday, on the side makin pay
Cause I'm rockin on the mic until the break of day
And now the things I do make me a star
And you could be too if you know who you are
Just put your mind to it, you'll go real far
Like a pedal to the metal when you're drivin a car
...Liggy-liggy-liggy-listen to the things that I say
Because it's not routine, it's the way I play
Just come out my mouth all time of the day
And then I must have time to give it away
Hey, they used to call me Easy Dee
Cause I rapped on the mic so easily
But now they call me D.M.C.
(He's) the Emcee of the party
The D's for doin it all of the time
The M's for the rhymes that are all mine
The C's for cool, cool as can be
(And why you wear those glasses?) So I can see
Huh-huh
Got rhymes so def, rhymes, rhymes galore
Rhymes that you never even heard before
Now if you say you heard my rhymes, we're gonna have to fight
Cause I just made the super-def rhymes last night
Microphone master, super rhyme maker
I get def as the others get faker
It's me, D.M.C. in the place to be
And I still got the same old harmony
I'm the devastatin mic-controller
The word wizard and the chief rock roller
Bad b-boy made for the b-girls
Rock ruler rhymes as the turntable twirls
Supreme being who was born to talk
And over sucker MC's all day I walk
A few years ago my name was Joe
And then I went to a party, cold stole the show
Stole it as sure as birds have wings
Now they're callin me DJ Running Things
Got Kurtis Blow down with the two
And my man Larry Lah makes beats for you
Keepin up the funky beat is the Hollis Crew
So Dee, take the mic cause you know I'm through
In case you wonder what all this means
We're funky fresh from Hollis, Queens
Run and Kurt both down with me
And that's the way it's meant to be
I'm the microphone master D.M.C.
Devastatin mic-controller personality
And to the sucker MC's who did not learn
GHOSTBUSTERS!
I ain't afraid of no ghosts [x3]
GHOSTBUSTERS!
[Run] Something strange goin on
Something's wrong
[DMC] Gloom in the room
Outside is the storm
All alone in the crib
Watchin the tube
[Run] Yo-o-o-o is that what I think?
Did I see somethin move?
[DMC] Chill down your spine
Your heart fills with fright
Not filled by the things
that GO BUMP IN THE NIGHT
They walk through the walls
With no time to stall
[Run] You call the GHOSTBUSTERS
Well that's who you call!
GHOSTBUSTERS!
We ain't-we ain't-we
We ain't afraid of no ghosts
GHOSTBUSTERS!
We ain't-we ain't-we
We ain't afraid of no ghosts
GHOSTBUSTERS!
We ain't-we ain't-we
We ain't afraid of no ghosts
GHOSTBUSTERS!
[Run] Stop! UHH!
[DMC] Bridge
[Run] Hit it!
I-I ain't, I-I ain't
I ain't afraid of no ghosts
I, I-I ain't afraid
I-I ain't, I-I ain't
I-I-I, I-I-I ain't afraid of no ghosts
GHOSTBUSTERS!
GHOSTBUSTERS!
[Run] All alone on the phone
so whassup with that noise?
The wife's at work and I'm no jerk
and I just left my boys
[?] at school and I'm no fool
and I got no time to waste
So you get up and call, don't trip and fall
Go outside and leave the place
Now it's no dream because you seein
a shadow in the night
But we will come and get it done
so don't worry save your fright
Now there's a group who likes to troop
and you know you can trust us
So don't get nervous cause at your service
the local GHOSTBUSTERS!
I ain't afraid of no ghosts
I ain't I ain't afraid of no ghosts [x2]
GHOSTBUSTERS!
I ain't afraid of no ghosts
I ain't I ain't afraid of no ghosts [x2]
GHOSTBUSTERS!
[DMC] Aight aight aight
I remember the time, I visited the grave
My life on the line, only my life to save
All by myself, with no one around
Did not understand a hand comin out the ground
I knew it wasn't mine, it was somebody else
But I didn't care G, I just screamed for HELP!
Then - GHOSTBUSTERS - had strapped to their back
Screamin - GHOSTBUSTERS - those 'busters attacked
"We are your friendly neighborhood ghostbusters,"
that's what they said to me
"We are the busters of an ?, G-H-O-S-T"
GHOSTBUSTERS!
I ain't-I ain't-I ain't
I ain't afraid of no ghosts
GHOSTBUSTERS!
I ain't-I ain't-I ain't
I ain't afraid of no ghosts
[Run] Howling haunting
[DMC] Scaring screaming
[Run] Ghostly ghosts
[DMC] Ghouling demons!
[Run] Monsters spooks
[DMC] Werewolves and devils
[Run] All those things
[DMC] on the same level
[Run] Nightmares (bad dreams) cannot be beat
It takes a brave man (to stand in defeat)
Must be the bravest (yo, the bravest and most)
You must be able to say, "I ain't afarid of no ghosts"
[DMC] A good sense of humor, is important to have
When a ghost tries to scare you (ha, don't make me laugh)
They be dustin off ghosts, like true ghost-dusters
[both] Go, go, go, go, ghoooooosstbusters!
GHOSTBUSTERS!
[D.M.C.]
Busters, busters!
One time in the house
Peace to everybody out there
We love ya, peace
[D.M.C.]
In your face, all the time
All in your face when I'm kickin my rhyme
All these faces in front of me
Face to face with Run-D.M.C...
[Run]
Knuckleheads in my face for a second
But I move the crowd, and I reckon
that a sucker might jump and try to bait
So kill that noise and get out my FACE (punk)
and let a real MC collect dollars
The true crew and few come from Hollis, Queens
and by all means necessary
my vocabulary is very extensive, and expensive
So hard it'll put you in intensive care
Proceed with caution
Often suckers get lost in the sauce when
faces just start speakin on faces
and leavin traces, other races be mocked
and it sparks a fight, day and night
dark and light - different types of faces
[D.M.C.]
Faces, faces
And everywhere you go you see..
Yeah yeah yeah
Break! As we come back on..
As we come back on..
All in your face, I place this rhyme!
Facin this crew, you're facin your doom
You got punched in the face
as soon as you heard this tune!
I race at a pace with no shoelaces
to racist faces, placin disgraces
Taste the bass of the racial facial
Disgraceful tasteless racist faces
Get out my face, don't bass, don't waste my time
my brother, I'm not color blind
I walk the face of the Earth, face death
face the best and I'll just
rip flip and trip won't shut up or let up
Get out my face so we can go head up
(Damn D!) Yo yo yo they don't understand me
?? when they always try to ban me
Hypin the stereotype of a face
and that's the problem with the human race
Haste makes waste, don't trace to other places
We're all the same but with different faces
[Jay]
Yeah D, and everywhere I go I see faces
Faces sweatin you and they sweatin faces
Around around the world, international faces
Yeah, now bust it
Yo, I took a look in the face of a girlie
The way she looks that Jay must say
somethin bout the way my afro is growin
But is it funky? (YEAH!) Well okay
Is she jockin my 'fro or my fade?
Do she want me because of my name?
I like the ladies, sweet and serious
not those hoes, that plays, the game
on every Tom Dick and Harry
Shawn Jerry John Nick Curly Moe and Larry
You thinkin you married? Well you CRAZY
my baby you won't carry
Cause I like a girl that's low-key
That's how it's gotta be to be with me
And I'll take her to all the exotic places
The name of this jam is called FACES
Yeah.. so many faces..
and everywhere I go I see faces
and everywhere you go you see, the faces
International faces, I'm a Afro and I'm outta here..
[DMC]
The King of Rock, who?
The King of Rock, what?
The King of Rock, who?
The King of Rock, what?
The King of Rock, who?
The King of Rock, what?
The King of Rock, who?
The King of Rock, what?
The King of Rock, who?
The King of Rock, what?
The King of Rock, who?
The King of Rock, what?
The King of Rock, who?
The King of Rock, what?
The King of Rock, who?
The King of Rock, what?
I gotta come to your rings, cause I'm so high
That even you and R. Kelly believe I can fly
Selling jammies when them Grammy rappers chanting and
cheering
Selling more than all of y'all without a record in
years
My catalog got a long list of hits in the stores
And for you sample-happy suckers out there breaking the
laws
Rather hit you where it gets you, bring you up on a
charge
You'd be better just to let a lawyer know from the
start
The King of Rock, who?
That be my hobby and job
And when I come and bring the ruckus
suckers duck and then dodge
The King of Rock, what?
That be my hobby and job
And when I come and bring the ruckus
suckers duck and then dodge
The King of Rock, who?
That be my hobby and job
And when I come and bring the ruckus
suckers duck and then dodge
The King of Rock, what?
That be my hobby and job
And when I come and bring the ruckus
suckers duck and then dodge
[DJ Rev. Run]
Well rock a rhyme for me, then a rhyme for you
And everybody catch the Boogaloo Blues
[DMC]
D-Generation X, and you know what's next
[DJ Rev. Run]
The vibration flexed up upon your set
This is my steez, MCs, and these are my days
I bring my homeys, suckers know me from back in the day
It's DJ Run, y'all, and this is how I get down
D-Generation X, coming to your town
[DMC]
The King of Rock, who?
That be my hobby and job
And when I come and bring the ruckus
suckers duck and then dodge
The King of Rock, what?
That be my hobby and job
And when I come and bring the ruckus
suckers duck and then dodge
The King of Rock, who?
That be my hobby and job
And when I come and bring the ruckus
suckers duck and then dodge
The King of Rock, what?
That be my hobby and job
And when I come and bring the ruckus
suckers duck and then dodge
The King of Rock, who?
That be my hobby and job
And when I come and bring the ruckus
suckers duck and then dodge
The King of Rock, what?
That be my hobby and job
And when I come and bring the ruckus
suckers duck and then dodge
The King of Rock, who?
That be my hobby and job
And when I come and bring the ruckus
suckers duck and then dodge
The King of Rock, what?
That be my hobby and job
And when I come and bring the ruckus
suckers duck and then dodge
The King of Rock, who?
The King of Rock, what?
The King of Rock, who?
The King of Rock, what?
The King of Rock, who?
The King of Rock, what?
The King of Rock, who?
The King of Rock, what?
An apple to a peach, and a cherry to a plumb
We won't stop rocking till you all get some
The seed to the apple and the apple to the core
We are the two with the rhymes galore
The ball to the bounce, the bounce to the ball
This is the crew, we're gonna rock you all
D-Generation X coming to your town
And if you get in our way, we gonna chop you down
The King of Rock, who?
That be my hobby and job
And when I come and bring the ruckus
suckers duck and then dodge
The King of Rock, what?
That be my hobby and job
And when I come and bring the ruckus
suckers duck and then dodge
The King of Rock, who?
That be my hobby and job
And when I come and bring the ruckus
suckers duck and then dodge
The King of Rock, what?
That be my hobby and job
And when I come and bring the ruckus
suckers duck and then dodge
The King of Rock who?
The King of Rock what?
The King of Rock who?
The King of Rock what?
The King of Rock, who?
That be my hobby and job
And when I come and bring the ruckus
suckers duck and then dodge
The King of Rock, what?
That be my hobby and job
And when I come and bring the ruckus
For they, is the kingdome and the power, and the glory
Forever...
The King's a ruler, the ruler rules
I'm the epitome of royalty, you versus me, it's a joke
I'm a rage, amazing blaze, you cigarette smoke
Your video's number one and that was part of my plan
Went from Rock Box to a whole countdown jam
Took rock music, switched and flipped and made it raw
Anyway you've played it, we've played it before in '84
Every show, a hundred thousand people or more
Famous still give us tours, and we be tryin' not to take em' all
I bake em' all quicker than Sara Lee, come battle me
Imagine that, what a sight that'll be
Front page of the times, I can read the headlines now
Rev Run beat clown down, when tryin' to take his crown
The King's a ruler, the ruler rules
I'm the reason you started rhyming
I'm the reason rap sales started climbing
That's why I'm still headlining
I'm the King and before I leave your ass gonna learn
Yeah, y'all each wanna burn, wait your turn
Run, I'm a living legend, my suggestion is learn your lesson
I'll leave you stressing, confessing and begging for a blessing
And whatever your impression..it better be,
that we the top pedigree bringing y'all energy since '83
I run this here since way back when
I picked up a pair of adidas, and make y'all wear em' again
If you thought it, I done did it, heard it, I done spit it
New cats wanna pay their respect, son I'm with it
But if not, I'm a reclaim the top of the charts
Doin' shows with dough flows frip 'em apart
Other than that, I'll just be holding my own
Crown royalty up on a throne, for real
The King's a ruler, the ruler rules
Our father, who art in heaven
hollowed be thy name, thy kingdome come
Thy will be done
Forever...
[D.M.C.]
Here's a story of a guy, who used to be fly
He never would steal, he never would lie
The type of person money could not buy
Thought he be that way until the day he DIED!
[Run]
MAAAAAAN, he met this girl, made his head swirl
To him she was worth more than diamonds 'n pearls
But she wasn't like all the other girls
Because she was only out, to crush his world!
[D.M.C.]
He didn't care what his friends, had to say
'Cause he had to see the girl, everyday
He quit his work, his J-O-B
and he gotta lose his touch with his family
[Run]
HEEEEEEE would lie for herrr, cold die for herrr
Did nothing in the world wouldn't try for herrr (yeah)
Get ill for herrr, he'd steal for herrr
There's nothing in the world he wouldn't DEAL for herrr
[D.M.C.]
He sold his car, stole a VCR
So low on dough, he went and robbed a bar
He lost everything, he had nuttin to LOSE
For staying wit this girl, he was paying his dues
[Run]
Well he tried to leave, but the love was strong
He shouldn't have stayed with T'HER so long
[D.M.C.]
Now What's Going On? He sings the sad song
What was right in his life, has now gone wrong
He said, I got to leave, for a day or two
But on the very next day he said, "I need you
I can't live without you, and you know this true
'cause my love for you just grew and grew"
So he took her home, she took him back
They made so much love, he caught a heart attack
She drove him to his grave, that's where he's at
It was December 24th on Hollis Ave at the dark
When I seen a man chilling with his dog at the park
I approached them very slowly with my heart full of fear
Looked at his dog, oh my God, a ill reindeer
But then I was illin' because the man had a beard
And a bag full of goodies, 12 o'clock had neared
So I turned my head a second and the man was gone
But he left his drivers wallet smack dead on the lawn
I picket the wallet up and then I took a pause
Took out the license and it cold said Santa Claus
A million dollars in it, cold hundreds of G's
Enough to buy a boat, matching car with ease
But I'd never steal from Santa, 'cause that ain't right
So I was going home to mail it back to him that night
But when I got home I bugged, 'cause under the tree
Was a letter from Santa and the dough is for me
It's Christmas time in Hollis Queens
Mom's cooking chicken and collard greens
Rice and stuffing, macaroni and cheese
And Santa put gifts under Christmas trees
Decorate the house with lights at night
Snow's on the ground, snow white so bright
In the fireplace is the yule log
Beneath the mistletoe as we drink egg nog
The rhymes you hear are the rhymes of Darryl's
But each and every year we bust Christmas carols
Rhymes so loud and prod you hear it
It's Christmas time and we got the spirit
Jack Frost chillin', the orchas out?
And that's what Christmas is all about
The time is now, the place is here
And the whole wide world is filled with cheer
My name's DMC with the mic in my hand
And I'm chilling and coolin' just like a snowman
So open your eyes, lend us a ear, we want to say
If I eat, a little kid, sticks his finger in my plate
I be signing autographs, for three months straight
I got jet-set women, who offer me favors
My face is a thousand lipstick flavors
Need a sip of lemonade, I'm a slave to my trade
From all these lights my complexion might fade
Secretary overworked, by a money hungry jerk
Got a letter, answer woman, won't you freak out on my shirt?
Well can you rock it like this? I can rock it like that
Can you rock it like this? I can rock it like that
Huh!! [echoes]
Your ears are clogged, your head as hard as a log
My privacy robbed, let me do my job
You funny lookin slob eatin shiskabob
You're the reason why my eyes are on the doorknob
Can you rock it like this? I think I rock it like that
But can you rock it like this? Homeboy I rock it like that
I'm straining not complaining for a casual life
Something normal nuttin formal three kids and a wife
I'm dying from the spying that you're putting me through
I perspire I'm on fire when I'm thinking of you
But can you rock it like this? I can rock it like that
Well can you rock it like this? I can rock it like that
Huh!! [echoes]
Can you rock it like this? I can rock it like that
But can you rock it like this? I can rock it like that
Huh!! [echoes]
News reporters, invade my borders
If I think it I will say it, you might have a recorder
And then, UHH-OHH, the nation's in upheaval
Old dating always thinking at me evil
You're stepping on my heels, you're breathing down my neck
I'm not Rodney Dangerfield, so give me respect
Can you rock it like this? I-I can rock it like that
But can you rock it like this? Homeboy I rock it like that
Can you rock it like this? Yo I can rock it like that
But can you rock it like this? I can rock it like that
Hu-Huh-Huh!! *echoes*
What it all adds up to, is just one thing
Run-D.M.C is, the king of the swing
And if you mess with us, you'll be a real short liver
You may be big but our bodyguard's bigger [echoes]
Can you rock it like this? I can rock it like that
Can you rock it like this? I can rock it like that [echoes]
Can you rock it like this? I can rock it like that
[Chorus: Run-D.M.C. (repeat 4X)]
Can you kick it like I kick it when I kick this,
can I get a witness? (Yes you can!)
[Run]
New jacks better back up, before they get smacked up
by the R-U-N-D-M-C (that's where it's at cuz)
Known as the tough cats, kickin tough rough raps
In jeans, leather jackets, my Adidas and gangster hats
A ??, yo here we go
I'm tired of brothers tryin to front like they don't hear me though
Knowin if it wasn't for me, they wouldn't be able
cause I'm the man with the hand that rocked the cradle, uhh
A lot of punk for the chunk baby that's a bet
Album number seven and we still ain't finished yet
I didn't get old, I got better at the craft
Sat back and watched you try to kick it but you made us laugh
So get back, you already had your chance to dance
You proved you had no waist to fit in this man's pants
Word to God, I'm back fo' sho'
Hollis Queens gettin wreck so act like you know
[Chorus]
[D.M.C.]
As I spit this and get this out of my throat
I need a witness to get with this - take notes
Great quotes like boats float flowin so dope
Never givin up hope, nope, know what I wrote
I'ma saver spectator educator entertainer
You wanna ask me, can't be now or later
I'm a rough rugged person, been that way from the start
Darryl Mack got the knack to put the H in heart
(And it ain't no fun, to step to D and Run
But if you wanna step up, step up and get that ass - done)
A reporter with recorder was recordin the slaughter
as I'm peepin 'cross the border leapin water keepin order
Lit it up like a spliff, get a whiff of this hit
Cause I flick em like bits, and I bust 'em like zits
Dippin down to grip this microphone I rip this
I'm glad not sad I flipped this, now can I get a witness
[Chorus]
[Run]
Can I get a witness, can I hit a, never been ?? fitness
Don't play like I'm bitter, when you come with your best
and I make a suggestion save it David with your bull
Cause you're full of congestion
Soft? Never me, never get more hard
The King of Kings, Lord of Lords, is the one Lord God
Can I can I get a witness ?? next
To my God, DJ Run and I kick it
[D.M.C.]
Suckers suckers suckers
Suckers get flipped when I start to flip
Slip in a clip when they die I dip
Still spray a gun, see how DJ Run
Leave a sucker stunned, gettin ill to the drum
Mic check and I wreck and I'm second to none
Accept it don't regret it I expect to get dumb
So don't you forget this, we'll put you on the hitlist
to stick ya stick ya wicked wickedest can I get a witness
[D.M.C.]
DJ's and MC's, coming up next is the one and only
incredible, Jam Master
Yo, back up off the ropes, punk
[Run]
Beats to the rhyme, the rhyme I just made
Party at the jammie til lights the night fade
Trooping for the feature we all get paid
So let's go
[D.M.C.]
Yo! D that's me, the King, the MC
Rhyme get mine on the t-o-p
Can another MC ever rock this beat? (Hell yeah)
[Run-D.M.C.]
It's like the A the B to the C
It's easier than (1, 2, 3)
(He's Jam Master Jay, I'm D.M.C.)
So here's Run
It's time for we to cease (So what?)
So rhymers speak your peace
Why? Cause you can't touch (Jam Master Jay)
Cause he's number (1, 2, 3, 4, hit it)
Dance to the rhythm, the rhyme, the cold flow
Chance to give em is done I told yo
For these routines like 1983
It's just a little reminder
So those suckas is kinder
A little message from (Run-D.M.C.)
[Run]
Cuts for days will amaze and maze
But will make you sad to tan all the dance aways
Got the mic, the man, the master plan
But the ram, the jam
(Know I am?) Goddamn!
Spins he wins, clocking MS ends
To his friends he lends, lotta joy he sends
Jay lose today, this is what I say
(Dick in your mouth all day)
[D.M.C.]
My beats were played and laid rhymes made
Jay DJ'ed and I got paid
Made something out of nothing (Yo D that's true)
Yes my brother I would do it for you
I roam in the zone of the microphone
And I'm on the throne but I'm not alone
Got bones of steel and not of stone
I'm known to be prone and make your momma moan
[Run]
Time for the rhyme so let the stars shine
Shame for the fame and the name combined
Run for the fun but you can gimme your ring
Show I gotta go so now a word from the King
[D.M.C.]
Hardcore, rhymes galore, giving you more
And like I said before...
Beats to the rhyme the name of this jam
D that's me and that's who I am
Rocking on the mic cause you know I can
You gotta understand I don't give a damn
[Run]
Jay hit a play today I must say
Hooray to the way that is A-OK
As we wax the tracks all the DJ's play
With (dick in your mouth)
A little (dick in your mouth)
[D.M.C.]
On the lower level where the devils dwell..
Comin from the one, comin back from hell
["Back.." - "from the depths of hell" -> scratched by Jay]
[Run]
Peepin out the window, checkin on the criminals
Out in the yard, it's hard, but you're in
so you do your time and never let the time do ya
He lost his mind that's what the time'll do to ya
A brother in the box screamin find a ciggarette
Niggaz walkin by ain't tryin to hear that
So off to the Day Room, a fight in progress
A brother got sliced and diced over nonsense
D.O.I., Dead On the Island
The life the knife the price, for wigga-wildin
Never a day, I say I'm not leavin
Long as I live in a crib and I'm breathin
Four years done, another one in a cell
Don't need nobody to come, cause I'll be back from hell
["Back.." - "from the depths of hell" -> scratched by Jay]
[D.M.C.]
Fire and brimstone, sendin 'em home
to the brownstone, and on the streets that he roamed
Before he got locked up, he sewed the whole block up
People would jock, because he cooked the rock
Caught by the cop, he's knocked, and now he's faceless
The spot was hot, he's Scott, that's what his name is
When he was out with clout, people surround him
Now that he's in the pen, niggaz downed him
Wait upstate, for the day, til they free the man
In '98, be straight, and then you'll see him again
Ready to kill, and steal, ill and build
a flyer empire, higher, still runnin the 'ville
["Back.." - "from the depths of hell" -> scratched by Jay]
[Run]
Boy goin to hell, another day in the dark
The brother wait in the park, blind faded and stalked
Naked, out to die and not movin
He needs a fix by six that means you've been
strung out, your lung out, foamin with your tongue out
Back to hell and well, that's where you hung out
for the past and last year, your acts for cash here
Crash and smash any ass to get a blast yeah
The brother smother his mother, for another one
Then ill and kill, with the other son
For crack as well, the brother black he yell
You just stop and think, he's comin back from hell
["Back.." - "from the depths of hell" -> scratched by Jay]
Heard that they said that it's rainin men
But the offer that I make, it won't be made again
You don't have to write, you don't have to call
It's a one-time offer for nothing at all
And there's no red tape, I don't make it hard
You don't need cash money or a Master Card
I got easy terms, and a lay-away
But I need a quick decision, and I need it today
And if you find that you don't like my ways
Well, you can send me back in 30 days
Now have you ever seen a man with a guarantee?
Well you're lookin at him now, cause the man is me
And if you don't believe all the things I say
I'm certified 'prime' by the USDA
Now the name that I use is DJ Run
And I'm a fast-talkin slow-walkin number one
And if you don't believe all the words I say
Then you're a natural born fool who's got to be that way
I got a 50 rating and a 50 share
Every minute, every hour that I'm on the air
And when I come to town, I'm on a big marquee
It says (DJ Run) and me, D.M.C.
And if you find that you don't like my ways
Well, you can send me back in 30 days
A good job and lots of money might not be enough
And to satisfy your needs it may be rough
But I take some care and treat you nice
And if it ain't sufficient once, I cold work it out twice
And if you find that you don't like my ways
Well, you can send me back in 30 days
I'm gonna give you everything that you ever need
If you need a pint of blood, then I'll even bleed
If you're lookin for a car, I will buy you two
And if you're lookin for a pet, I'll buy a kangaroo
If you need a vacation, we can fly the world
And you'll know I'll never look at another girl
I'm a single-minded man, and my mind is set
You're the lady of the '80s that I'm gonna get
And if you find you don't like my ways
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