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A whole lot of superstars, on this stage her tonight
But i want yall to know one thing-this is.... My House and when i say who's house, yall know what time it is. Who's house? Runs house! ah, once again my firend not a trend for then they said, rap was crap but never had this band till the ruler came with a cooler name make ya dance and prance and draw the fans to stades 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 ya just wack i kill why? because its fun my son and Run heads the bill! *Who's house? Run's house!(x2) Im in the house yall im in the house yall and this is how Run DMC will turn it out yall im in the house yall im in the house yall and this is what run dmc be about yall will my name is dmc, the all-time great i buts 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! *Repeat get on the mic and (emcee) 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 break cus im the best im def ask the rest they left thats my name my game and we dont need the rep so keep the booze you loose and suckas cool your mouth i set a trap for rap thats crap its run's house! *Repeat 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 ittll make em come along come in the door get on the floor hard rock hard hitting hiphop 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 its all about no doubt just shout cus we turn it out! *Repeat |
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"Mary, Mary.." WHY YA BUGGIN?
"Mary, Mary.." I NEED YA HUGGIN 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 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 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 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 "Mary, Mary.." WHY YA BUGGIN? |
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| 2:56 |
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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."] 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."] 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."] 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."] 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."] "Run-D.M.C. and Jam Master Jay..." |
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| 2:41 |
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DJ's and MC's, coming up next is the one and only
incredible, Jam Master Yo, back up off the ropes, punk 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 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) 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.) 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) 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 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 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 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) A big (dick in your mouth all day) |
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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 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 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, 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 But a speech that'll reach the streets is much better! |
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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.. *Jam Master scratch "papa was", Run-D.M.C. "papa crazy", "crazy" (x2) 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.. *Repeat Papa hang with CRAZY people CRAZY times of the night Runnin round with CRAZY women but but that's alright, because.. *Repeat 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.. *Repeat {ad libs to last 25 seconds, music eventually ends} |
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[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 Run-D.M.C. and we're "Tougher Than Leather" |
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[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!") {*beat and ad lib scratches to end*} |
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| 3:22 |
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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.'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 Well I ah, impress the bad, suggest the rad Who be less when they 'fess, against the test And I insist that this, with a flick of the wrist will be kid not dissed at the top of the list So go a-head, and stand, check out the man With a clan, never ran, and in demand So just a Bust a rhyme It's a must cause I'm Funky fresh, in the flesh AND YOU KNOW THE TIME Why don't ya, bust it son Cause I'm number one Just do it, pursue it Hit it 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? Full in effect, set comin correct Yet gainin respect, still breakin a neck 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 Cause they always ask me, D.M.C., "How'd ya do it Dee?" |
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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! Ahhhhhhh, make it funky now |
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"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" 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.." 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.." 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" "I'm the kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing OF ROCK!!!" |
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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?" 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.. 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! 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 Here's the man, ask that fan (Run big brother D!) |
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[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 AND THE GIRL THAT KILLED HIM IS A GIRL CALLED CRACK |
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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 mak |
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