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[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.." (8X) "Everybody just BOUNCE!" ->cut by Jay (3X) [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.." (8X) "Everybody just BOUNCE!" ->cut by Jay (3X) [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.." (8X) "Everybody just BOUNCE!" ->cut by Jay (3X) .. 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) "Everybody just BOUNCE!" ->cut by Jay (continue to fade) |
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You Be Illing
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! You be illin' |
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King Of Rock
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! |
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Can You Rock It Like This
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 Can you rock it like this? Homeboy I rock it like that *echoes* |
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Walk This Way
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 cheerleader That's a real big pleaser of times I can reminisce But the best thing about lovin' 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 She told me to Walk this way! Talk this way! Walk this way! Talk this way! She told me to Walk this way! Talk this way! Walk this way! Talk this way! Well just gimme a kiss Oooh, a-like this! 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 at D I was a high school loser Never made it with a lady Til the boys 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 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 misses 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 Walk this way! Talk this way! Walk this way! Talk this way! She told me to Walk this way! Talk this way! Walk this way! Talk this way! Well just gimme some head A Like this... |
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Rock Box
[Run] Run.. (Run..) D.. (D) M.. (M) C.. (C) Rock.. (rock.. rock..) For you! (for you.. for you..) Fresh (fresh.. fresh..) {*guitar solo*} [Run] For all you sucker MC's perpetratin a FRAUD Your rhymes are cold wack and keep the crowd cold lost You're the kind of guy that girl ignored I'm drivin Caddy, you fixin a FORD 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 {*guitar solo*} [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!! {*Jam Master Jay cuts then instrumental breaks down*} [Run] We got all the lines [DMC] and all the rhymes [Run] We don't drop dimes [DMC] and we don't do crimes [Run] We bake a little cake with Duncan Hines [DMC] and never wear the vest they call the Calvin Kleins [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.] - (ad libbing to fade) 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.. Hollis Crew.. {*music fades*} |
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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! (chorus) Who's house? Run's house! (repeat twice) 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! (chorus) 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! (chorus) 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! (chorus) |
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Peter Piper
Now Peter Piper picked peppers, but Run rapped rhymes. Humpty Dumpty fell down, that's his hard time. Jack B. Nimble, what, nimble, and he was quick, but Jam Master was faster, Jack saw Jay's dick. Now little Bo Peep cold lost her sheep and Rip van Winkle fell the hell asleep. And Alice stilled her hunger in Wonderland Jack [...] Jill busta in his hand. And Jam Master Jay is making out our sound, the turntables might wobble but they don't fall down. I got the juice and Mother Goose both did that thing. Jam Master's gettin' loose and DMC'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 rhymin' at fast. 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 fat, but he's fast and his name is Jay! It goes a one, two, three and... Jay's like King Midas, as I was told, everything that he touched, turned to gold. He's the greatest of the great, 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: "Goddamn, 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 his, he would be you. I'm not lying, y'all, he's the best I know, and if I lie, my nose will grow like the little wooden boy named Pinochio, and you all know how the story goes! Tricks are for kids he plays much gigs. He's the big bad wolf and you're the three pigs. He's the big bad wolf in your neighbourhood, not bad meaning bad, but bad meaning good! There it is... We're Run-DMC, got a beat to settle. D's not Hansel, he's not Gretel. Jay's a winner, not a beginner. His pocket gets fat, other get thinner. Jump on Jay like cows on moons, People take Jay like dish and spoon. Hands like all, first hails aim, you'll see Jay again my friend! Huh! |
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My Adidas_
walk through concert doors and roam all over coliseum floors I stepped on stage, at Live Aid All the people gave an applause that 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 both askin P we make a good 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 tags still in em I like to sport em that's why I bought em a sucker tried to steal em so I caught em and I thwart 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.. Now 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, drit 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 Hoyywood 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 a ?? My Adidas.. |
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Beats To The Rhyme
[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) A big (dick in your mouth all day) |
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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 But we're talking bout Jam Master Jay |
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Hard times! Spreading just like the flu
Watch out, homeboy, don't let it catch you 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 clock 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 week 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 Beating hard times, that is my dream Hard times in life, hard times in death, I'm gonna keep on fighting till my very last breath Hard times (repeat 6x) |
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| 17. |
| 5:03 |
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Down With The King
[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 and now all the outty out flock is down with the king |
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| 18. |
| 3:35 |
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Mary Mary
"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 "Mary, Mary.." WHY YA BUGGIN? |
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| 19. |
| 4:16 |
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GHOSTBUSTERS!
I ain't afraid of no ghosts (3X) 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 (2X) GHOSTBUSTERS! I ain't afraid of no ghosts I ain't I ain't afraid of no ghosts (2X) 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 I AIN'T AFRAID OF NO GHOSTS |
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| 20. |
| 2:57 |
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Christmas In Hollis
[Run] It was December 24th on Hollis Ave in the dark When I see a man chilling with his dog in the park I approached very slowly with my heart full of fear Looked at his dog oh my God an 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 had gone But he left his driver's wallet smack dead on the lawn I picket the wallet up 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 and matching car with ease But I'd never steal from Santa, cause that ain't right So I'm 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 all the dough was for me [D.M.C.] 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 mistle toe as we drink egg nog The rhymes you hear are the rhymes of Darryl's But each and every year we bust Chrsitmas carrols (Christmas melodies) [Run-D.M.C.] 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 [D.M.C.] My name's D.M.C. with the mic in my hand And I'm chilling and coolin just like a snowman So open your eyes, lend us an ear We want to say Merry Christmas and Happy New Year! |
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