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"
*I go Uptown, I come back home with who? "Me, myself and my microphone"
*Repeat (x3)
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"
*Repeat (x4)
**Gotta gotta gotta gotta keep it on Gotta gotta gotta keep it on
**Repeat (x3)
"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"
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
[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*}
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
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 If you don't this time we shall return...
[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) You got to know where to start (when the beats commence..)
[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)
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] [get up], [wake up], [wake up]
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 Well, you can send me back in 30 days
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
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!
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! I said you talk too much Homeboy you never SHUT UP!!!
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
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
Ingredients are here, so have no fear Definitely defy the position is clear
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!"*}
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!"*}
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!"*}
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!"*}
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!"*}
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 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] .. 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! It's roots, rap, reggae!
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*
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 [Run] like D.M.C. {*music fades out*}
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.. IT'S NOT FUNNY!
[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!
