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from Run-D.M.C 2집 - King Of Rock (1985)
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*} |
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from Run-D.M.C - It`s Like This - The Best Of (2009)
Tenement buildings, and skyscrapers
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! 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 You're blind! (2X) And you can't see You need to wear some glasses like D.M.C. You're blind! So you think the facts means you can't win So you devote your time to a life of sin |
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from Run-D.M.C 2집 - King Of Rock (1985)
Shut up!!!
You talk too much... You talk too much... You talk too much... You talk too much... Hey! You over there, I know about your kind You're like the Independent Network News on Channel 9 Everywhere that you go, no matter where you at I said you talk about this, and you talk about that When the cat took your tongue, I say you took it right back Your mouth is so big, one bite would kill a Big Mac You talk too much You never shut up I said you talk too much Homeboy you never shut up You talk about people, you don't even know And you talk about places, you NEVER go You talk about your girl, from head to toe I said your mouth's moving fast, and your brain's moving slow You talk too much You never shut up!! I said you talk too much Homeboy you never shut up You're the instigator, the orator of the town You're the worst when you converse, just a big mouth clown You talk when you're awake, I heard you talk when you sleep Has anyone ever told you, that talk is cheap You talk too much You never shut, up!! I said you talk too much Homeboy you never SHUT UP!!! Talking is the one thing, that you can do best You told the cavity creeps, to watch out for Crest You never have the story, right and exact And then you always try to bore me, with your yakkity yak You talk too much And then you never shut up I said you talk too much Homeboy you never SHUT UP!!! Everyday you are out fighting someone in the street And you're always fighting someone you know ya can't beat Then you wonder how, you got in this mess Just think of what you said, then take a guess You talk too much You never shut up! I said you talk too much Homeboy you never SHUT UP!!! You're always spreading rumors, whether bad or good You're the damn Walter Cronkite of the neighborhood The Barbara Walters, and the Howard Cosell You always come around, with a story to tell You talk too much And then you never shut up I said you talk too much Homeboy you never SHUT UP!!! Said it's everybody's business that you love to mind And talkin to you, is like dropping a dime You're spreading the word, like it is your job You should be a stool pigeon, who works for the mob You talk too much And you never shut up I said you talk too much Homeboy you never shut up! A big blabbermouth, that's what you are If you were a talk show host, you'd be a star I said your mouth is big, size extra large And when you open it, it's like my garage You talk too much And then you never shut up I said you talk too much Homeboy you never shut up You always like to gossip, just like a girl You talk so damn much, it's outta this world When you're reincarnated, in your second life You won't be a man, you'll be a nagging wife You talk too much Then you never shut up He said you talk too much Homeboy you never SHUT UP!!! SHUT UP!!! SHUT UP!!! Twenty-five hours, eight days a week Thirteen months outta year, is when you speak I'm tired of listening to the garbage you talk Why don't you find a short pier, and take a long walk You talk too much Then you never shut up! I said you talk too much Homeboy you never SHUT UP!!! You talk too much You could be, out of breath You talk too much Man you naggin me to death You talk too much Tired of hearing you speak You talk too much Eight days a week You talk too much Then you never shut up I said you talk too much Why don't you ever SHUT UP!!! You talk too much Then you never shut up! I said you talk too much Homeboy you never SHUT UP!!! |
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from Run-D.M.C - It`s Like This - The Best Of (2009)
Shut up!!!
You talk too much... You talk too much... You talk too much... You talk too much... Hey! You over there, I know about your kind You're like the Independent Network News on Channel 9 Everywhere that you go, no matter where you at I said you talk about this, and you talk about that When the cat took your tongue, I say you took it right back Your mouth is so big, one bite would kill a Big Mac You talk too much You never shut up I said you talk too much Homeboy you never shut up You talk about people, you don't even know And you talk about places, you NEVER go You talk about your girl, from head to toe I said your mouth's moving fast, and your brain's moving slow You talk too much You never shut up!! I said you talk too much Homeboy you never shut up You're the instigator, the orator of the town You're the worst when you converse, just a big mouth clown You talk when you're awake, I heard you talk when you sleep Has anyone ever told you, that talk is cheap You talk too much You never shut, up!! I said you talk too much Homeboy you never SHUT UP!!! Talking is the one thing, that you can do best You told the cavity creeps, to watch out for Crest You never have the story, right and exact And then you always try to bore me, with your yakkity yak You talk too much And then you never shut up I said you talk too much Homeboy you never SHUT UP!!! Everyday you are out fighting someone in the street And you're always fighting someone you know ya can't beat Then you wonder how, you got in this mess Just think of what you said, then take a guess You talk too much You never shut up! I said you talk too much Homeboy you never SHUT UP!!! You're always spreading rumors, whether bad or good You're the damn Walter Cronkite of the neighborhood The Barbara Walters, and the Howard Cosell You always come around, with a story to tell You talk too much And then you never shut up I said you talk too much Homeboy you never SHUT UP!!! Said it's everybody's business that you love to mind And talkin to you, is like dropping a dime You're spreading the word, like it is your job You should be a stool pigeon, who works for the mob You talk too much And you never shut up I said you talk too much Homeboy you never shut up! A big blabbermouth, that's what you are If you were a talk show host, you'd be a star I said your mouth is big, size extra large And when you open it, it's like my garage You talk too much And then you never shut up I said you talk too much Homeboy you never shut up You always like to gossip, just like a girl You talk so damn much, it's outta this world When you're reincarnated, in your second life You won't be a man, you'll be a nagging wife You talk too much Then you never shut up He said you talk too much Homeboy you never SHUT UP!!! SHUT UP!!! SHUT UP!!! Twenty-five hours, eight days a week Thirteen months outta year, is when you speak I'm tired of listening to the garbage you talk Why don't you find a short pier, and take a long walk You talk too much Then you never shut up! I said you talk too much Homeboy you never SHUT UP!!! You talk too much You could be, out of breath You talk too much Man you naggin me to death You talk too much Tired of hearing you speak You talk too much Eight days a week You talk too much Then you never shut up I said you talk too much Why don't you ever SHUT UP!!! You talk too much Then you never shut up! I said you talk too much Homeboy you never SHUT UP!!! |
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from Run-D.M.C 3집 - Raising Hell (1986)
(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' (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' 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' (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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from Run-D.M.C 3집 - Raising Hell (1986)
(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' (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' 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' (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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from Run-D.M.C - It`s Like This - The Best Of (2009)
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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from Run-D.M.C 6집 - Down With The King (1993)
We wreck shop, you know we wreck shop (3X)
You know we know we know we wreck shop We wreck shop, you know we wreck shop (3X) You know we know we know we wreck shop [D.M.C.] I kick a wicked rhyme, what more can I tell ya You're quick to pick and find a hardcore record seller I paved the way for days, I'm a new wave yeller For decades gettin paid, comin straight from the cellar The paper was my trade so I stayed in the lab Now the record's gettin played on the tape that you have I'm like a heavyweight with a great left jab Keep it truck diesel for the sake of the ave Never bring no witness cause I freak this with uniqueness For the rap fan, black man talks decent Prop me, jock me, rock but don't stop me If a man's got belief then a man's got beef Sometimes I get sore from the war of a tour To wreck it down ??, to get the crowd to roar The records get dropped and my lyrics get popped Let me off next stop cause I'm flex to wreck shop now We wreck shop, you know we wreck shop (3X) You know we know we know we wreck shop [Run] Bust it! I wreck shop, now pull your leg I beg your pardon And rock a wicked rhyme like eighty-seven at the Garden The hardest of the hard and I be harder for the hardened ?? but the smartest broken artists by the carton Livin while I'm givin ?? ?? Not hear to bust your bubble send your trouble down the drain Hurry on the double cool and subtle that's our game My crew came out the huddle and I know you'll feel the pain We wreck shop, and I can see they always give in Life is like a mic and that's exactly how I'm livin Ladies love the lover and the lover love the women My name is DJ Run but you can call me Joseph Simmons and We wreck shop, you know we wreck shop (3X) You know we know we know we wreck shop We wreck shop, you know we wreck shop (3X) You know we know we know we wreck shop [D.M.C.] Cop, you can't stop or drop, you shop wrecker The mic checker, I take my pilgramage to Mecca Jay with the records still a dose of double-decker Me and Run'll come and have some fun, and we'll wreck a shop on down, to the last stop, ha We're givin rhythm to the Wisdoms on the block, ha And ain't no business be a witness to the shot, ha ?? ?? ?? ?? ?? ?? Stomp the competition, opposition seeks to confuse abuse and use all that I speak to I bust a sucker, a nucca that I speak through They keep pursuin never doin D.M.C. you Get ready set up, I'm bout to go head up You better shut up, you're gonna be a dead up Bucked and stuck your butt broke and chopped The East coast boast the most, we wreck shop now! We wreck shop, you know we wreck shop (3X) You know we know we know we wreck shop We wreck shop, you know we wreck shop (3X) You know we know we know we wreck shop We wreck shop, you know we wreck shop (3X) You know we know we know we wreck shop |
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from Run-D.M.C 5집 - Back From Hell (1990)
[D.M.C.]
1990, and this is what's goin on to the break of dawn 24/7, Run-D.M.C. in effect That's ?? All those weak-rhymin, rewindin MC's [Run] That means you pause [both] My word is born [Run] Yeah, speakin on truth from the old school on down to the youth Since the days, that I was the age of "three"; stop - listen to me This is how it used to be - "go!" Stand on another line, why? You did a crime now the time is mine I school you and your crew, why? Youse is my brother Stop - sellin and killin one another Take some time, to see what's missin Brothers in the ?, we on a mission Thinkin back from the sale you made and back home, a grave is what your brother paid His life, because of a system Now you think you're down, you cold dissed him Shut up, cause I'm fed up, with this culture And flyin high in the sky, a big vulture Waitin and debatin, to see who's next for "brothers and sisters" of the opposite sex So hold on, keep it intact and go on, flow on, positive black B-boys be black be proud, right on "You know we're bout to" be black and my word is born My word is born My word is born My word is born [D.M.C.] Let's, let's.. Let's begin to talk truth -- it seems that y'all make a big out of things that are small We all play the same game for fame to claim ?? bright lights and write your name They'll soup you up, til you think you're large Got a spot on tour, but I'm still in charge A big nigga's hittin it, don't renege Bust a rap like a cap like a snap of twig that extends from the hands of a branch on a tree Like you new jack rappers, run from me I got proof of truth, I cut and go raw (Word em up D!) My word is born {*cuts by Jay and samples to the last ten seconds*} [D.M.C.] 1990's And ain't nuttin changed, PUNK! |
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from Run-D.M.C 6집 - Down With The King (1993)
One two, one two, and I say..
Yo whassup whassup whassup? Girls gone crazy for the 90's X amount of girls in the house You hear? MCX (I like it..) get mad! A with a hip to the hop to the hip-hop reggae W-w-w-w-w-w-w-watch dis! I was walkin down Broadway the other day In New York it was a bored day with my man Jay Lots of lovely ladies like a-lookin our way Play like Willie Mays all-star and 'Say Hey' Then I seen a girl so beautiful I wanted to know I said there's none as cute as you now which way you go? Into my rap now won't you check out my flow Darryl the Mack Attack come check out my show Check out my records, I make my message clear in this direction, where do we go from here? Now bust it, seen I'm looker cleaner and leaner at the arena Tina scheamin like a schemer so Tina, jump in my Beemer So we did, so we jump in and jet Put it in gear pull up ??, pop a pumpin cassette I figured the girlie was ridin my jock, cause the way that she rocked knew my limit from the minute that she started to clock I'm lovin her coverin her rubbin her down til she started to frown I said yo lady bust it baby, where do I go now? So.. Check out my records, I make my message clear in this direction, where do we go from here? Now bust it pen to the hand I am the grand writer Wrote a plan for you ma'am and damn, beautiful to make you move to my groove is here So my dear be of good cheer I make it perfectly clear Not number two you're the one when all is said and is done Serious as the cancer give a answer to Run, so.. Check out my records, I make my message clear in this direction, where do we go from here? I kick the lyrics strictly wreckin the head Not forgetten what is written, stickin to what is said When D is MC'n there's no bein mislead Got to have her and like Shabba I am wicked in bed (hehehehe) The woman made me wonder, she's the one I will wed So I turned to the ??, and a dis is what I said I said give me your number I'ma give you a call Check it out y'all, check it out y'all Check out my records, I make my message clear in this direction, where do we go from here? |
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from Run-D.M.C 5집 - Back From Hell (1990)
{*Jam Master Jay obliges with the cut..
"Run.. Dee.. Run.. D.. M.. C.." "Here we go again!" ->Chuck D*} "What's it all about?" (4X with stutter repeats) [Run] Livin in the city - the crack the mack and all that Easy does it, is it was it the black or white that Friday night in those racist places - let's get it right Ah to the maximum, and keep askin 'um when the city gonna fix where the BLACKS are from And every day around the way another one got bucked in his head - from a gunshot No chance in advance for the ambulance Cause he was just another victim of the circumstance A brother died, the mother cried, it was a pity But that's how it goes down when you're livin in the city {*Jam Master Jay cuts "What's it all about?" samples*} [D.M.C.] Just a hard rock, call him a hard rock in the metropolis there's no stoppin this Can't agree with society poppin this Disagree with the plea when they coppin it Some men pretend the end will come soon They gather what they can and them BOOM You played yourself, you made your wealth; the deal was dealt - now your health is in question Three Card Molly, hoodlums - who are we? Pollution, prostitution, In God We - - need a solution, revolution, substitution for the thing's that we're abusing Pity the city, for the people livin out on the streets Yo we homeless, the homeless need to eat There's no progress for the rest God bless for less {*Jam Master Jay cuts "What's it all about?" samples*} (*musical breakdown*} [Run] What it is? [DMC] What's it all about? [Run] Whassup G? [DMC] What it be? [Run] How you livin HOMELESS PROBABLY Mandela's free [DMC] and they're rollin with D [both] In history you cannot see em like they cannot see me [Run] The Berlin Wall [DMC] It all had to fall [Run] They said no but.. [Jay] "Yo!" "Yes y'all!" [Run] The people that spoke were never provoked and now it's tumblin down Freedom of speech for each [DMC] Now how that sound? [Run] Try to stop me from sayin what I want to say My funky rhyme I never quit until the break of day NOW HERE WE GO as I flow and show and kick [DMC] Infor-mation, teach and ? reach inside the nation and be a.. SEER CAUSE I'M REASON WITH RUN [Run] And now that the point is out Let the jam slam my man and tell me what's it all about? {*Jam Master Jay cuts "What's it all about?" samples*} (*musical breakdown*} [D.M.C.] I flex my muscle, what I must do is bumrush you, FUCK YOU I'll crush you The Ku Klux Klan is fucked up And every good man'll understand Beginnin and winnin, from the first fuckin vocal I spoke to you, I ain't no joke to you I do what I want to do If you don't like what me and my crew is doin then FUCK YOU What I do and what I done with Jay and Run None could ever become, to sum it up bum.. get off my DICK and out my KINGDOM (Yo yo D tell em where you're from) Straight from Hollis, Queens I'm still eatin collard greens and I'm doin the same things I ain't never goin out suckers.. punk motherfuckers! What's it all about? (*musical breakdown*} |
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from Run-D.M.C 3집 - Raising Hell (1986)
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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from Run-D.M.C 3집 - Raising Hell (1986)
Now there's a backseat/lover
That's always under/cover And I talk til my daddy say Said you ain't seen/nuthin Til you're down on her/muffin And there's sure to be a change in ways Now there's a cheer/leader That's a real big/pleaser As far as I can remi/nisce But the best thing/love it Was her sister and her/cousin And it started with a little kiss, like this She starts/swingin With the boys in/tune And her feet just fly up in the air Singin hey diddle diddle with a kitty in the middle And they swingin like it just don't care So I took a big/chance At the high school/dance With a lady who was ready to play It wasn't me she was/foolin Cause she knew what was she was/doin when she told me how to walk this way *She told me to Walk this way! Talk this way! (repeat x2) (repeat all x2) Well just gimme a kiss/some head! 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 D I was high school/loser Never made it with a/lady Til a boy told me somethin I missed That my next door/neighbor had a daughter/had a favor And I gave the girl just a little kiss, like this She starts swingin with the boys in the school with her feet flyin up in the air Singing hey diddle diddle with a kitty in the middle I was swingin like I didn't care So I took a big chance at the high school dance With a miss who was ready to play Wasn't me she was foolin cause she knew what she was doin when she told me how to walk this way *Repeat |
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from Run-D.M.C - Crown Royal [ep] (2001)
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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from Run-D.M.C - Ultimate Run-Dmc (2003)
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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from Sex And The City [Movie] (섹스 앤 더 시티) [omnibus, ost] (2008)
Backstroke (lover) always hidin` `neath the (covers)
Till I talked to your daddy, he say He said you ain`t seen (nothin) till you`re down on a (muffin) Yhen you`re sure to be a-changin` your ways I met a cheerleader, was a real young bleeder Oh, the times I could reminisce `Cause the best things of (lovin`) With her sister and her (cousin) Only started with a little kiss Like this! Seesaw (swingin`) with the boys (in the school) And your feet flyin` up in the air Singin` hey diddle diddle With your kitty in the middle of the swing Like you didn`t care So I took a big (chance) at the high school (dance) With a missy who was ready to play Wasn`t me she was (foolin`) `Cause she knew what she was (doin`) And I knowed love was here to stay When 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 Just gimme a kiss Like this! Schoolgirl (sweetie) with a classy kinda sassy Little skirt`s climbin` way up the knee There was three young ladies in the school gym locker When I noticed they was lookin` at me I was a high school (loser), never made it with a (lady) Till the boys told me somethin` I missed Then my next door (neighbor) with a daughter had a (favor) So I gave her just a little kiss Like this! Seesaw (swingin`) with the boys (in the school) And your feet flyin` up in the air Singin` hey diddle diddle With your kitty in the (middle) of the swing Like you didn`t care So I took a big (chance) at the high school (dance) With a missy 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 Just gimme a kiss Like this! |
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from Run-D.M.C - Live At Montreux (2008)
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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from Run-D.M.C - It`s Like This - The Best Of (2009)
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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from Run-D.M.C 1집 - Run-D.M.C. (1984)
[Wake up], [wake up]
[Get up] [Wake up], [wake up] [Get up] [Wake up] When I woke up this morning and got out the bed I had some really fresh thoughts going through my head they were thoughts that came from a wonderful dream it was the vision of a world working as a team it was a dream [get up] just a dream [wake up], [wake up], [get up] There were no guns, no what no tanks, no what, atomic bombs and to be frank homeboy there were no arms just people, working hand in hand there was a feeling of peace all across the land it was a dream [wake up] just a dream [get up], [wake up], [wake up] Between all countries there were good releations there finally was a meeting to united nations and everybody had an occupation 'cause we all worked together to fight starvation it was a dream [wake up] just a dream [wake up], [get up] Everyone was treated on an equal basis no matter what colors, religions or races we weren't afraight to show our faces it was cool to chill in foreign places it was a dream [get up] just a dream [wake up], [wake up], [get up] [wake up], [wake up], [get up], [wake up] All cities of the world were renovated and the people all chilled and celebrated they were all so happy and elated to live in the world that they created it was a dream [get up] just a dream [wake up], [wake up], [get up] There were no street people, we live rent free and every single person had a place to be a job, a home and the perfect pay and the world was free of greed and hate it was a dream [wake up] just a dream [get up], [wake up], [wake up] Unemployment was at a record low and the presidents were chillin at our show listening to the things that we had to say and trying to create a new and brighter day it was a dream [wake up] just a dream [wake up] it was a dream [get up] just a dream [wake up] it was a dream [wake up] just a dream [get up] it was dream [wake up] just a dream [wake up] [get up], [wake up], [wake up] [get up], [wake up], [wake up] [get up], [wake up], [wake up] [get up], [wake up], [wake up] |
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from Run-D.M.C 4집 - Tougher Than Leather (1988)
[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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from Run-D.M.C - It`s Like This - The Best Of (2009)
Unconceivable, unbelievable
Grammar like a hammer information receivable Sent by the lord, here and abroad With words well adored that they can't be ignored For force, because that makes Run the boss So get lost, because I just tossed the poss Make way today, and if I may, I say I make pay with Jay, so get away ok Gaining weight, I ate the whole plate to date Never make the break, I don't state the stake Just keep the keep, I don't sleep for weeks Get deep to leap, or I'll beep the jeep Put down the clown, get 'round the town I've bound the sound, and I've found the crown Get paid and laid, not jade afraid 'Cause I stayed and made, not a man to fade Gotta group the troop, gotta shoot to shoot Shoot hoop to scoop, or a scoop to loop Going off and on, not soft to con Just black and back to go back and run Go to school and cool, not drool or pool Gotta soul and goal and cold hold the jewel Upset the best I met, met a jest Just less the pest, and I'll take the bet Gotta punch the crunch, cold munch for lunch Not Grady or the lady from the Brady Bunch Got Gs and Lees, like Ds and Ts Charge Bs for freeze, or Ds with ease No dope to cope, just good to go There's hope the Pope, big nope for nope Quite clever and ever, but together forever Run-D.M.C, and we're tougher than leather Strong and mighty, hard as can be The perception of the life were as strong as D Never frightened, I'm writing, write for what's right It's even deeper in the night, I'm keepin' with my mic I gotta go for broke, and I ain't no joke I'm gonna yoke the choke, 'cause of the suckers I smoke Bum rush and crush, leave 'e |
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from Run-D.M.C - Ultimate Run-Dmc (2003)
Ayo man, can we see them mics man? [Run] One two, one two, and I say... [D.M.C.] Party people, your dreams have now been fulfilled Get out your seats and let's get ill That's right y'all, we're not just rough, we're more than tough And when it comes to rhymes, we got enough [Run] It's like that y'all, and we don't stop the body rock Now it's together (forever) forever (together) Run-D.M.C. and we're tougher than leather We're making and breaking and snatching and taking The deal's for real we could never be faking [D.M.C.] I'm chilling, he's cooling, I'm a king that's ruling Preach and teach and always schooling [Run] See, we're learning, and earning, the tables keep turning To be like us, you could cold be yearning Pulsating dominating up above Cold chilling and I'm willing, the name's Run-Love [D.M.C.] Creating devastating in the place to be Full of soul and mic control because it's easy to "D" [Run] Beat making, never faking, chilling all of the time For playing rhyme saying, I get mine [D.M.C.] No way to rock me, no way to stop me It's seems quite shocking to those that mock me And that's not all, MC's have the gall To pray and plan for my downfall But I'm not running, I'm just stunning Smart not stupid cause I'm so cunning MC's regret it, I'm upsetting My recitals take titles and titles I'm betting [Run] Like that y'all, so just keep above See my name is DJ Run, they call me Run-Love Creative creator, creating the rhyme Devastating devastator not doing a crime Making beats every day, and I get mine The biggest star going far, so check the shine Big winner, not a sinner when I do my thing I might have a sling or a fling cause I'm down with the king Biggest rap no crap, I do not sing You want a show, let me know, just give me your ring Like that y'all, we're just keeping it on D.M.C. my man, to the break of dawn rock [D.M.C.] I'm ill, I chill, with skill I kill And none of my rhymes are run of the mill I cause grief, I'm chief, there is no beef And if there's beef I knock out teeth MC's act dumb, they know where I'm from The King from Queens and I'm down with Run [Run] I take a stand my man, and I won't sit Cause I'm the real deal, like Coke is it Then you won't find my name in the yellow page Cause Run only speaks when it's on the stage I got a rhyme in line that's easy to find With a sketch so check, so one of a kind Got two MC's and one DJ Grab at least 20 G's when we play So D.M.C. my boy, my mellow my man So get on the mic and won't you take the stand [D.M.C.] My rock is hard, you can't pull my card I'm a shining star, shining near and far Shining like the sun on a day of fun Always on the move cause I'm down with Run I'm the cool and calm, I'm the calm and cool I'm not a fool, I went to school My name is D.M.C. I tell no lie And I graduated from Cooley High I am the only rapper who will not die I'm a greusome guy, and you can try To battle D.M.C. but you must be high |
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from Run-D.M.C - It`s Like This - The Best Of (2009)
Ayo man, can we see them mics man? [Run] One two, one two, and I say... [D.M.C.] Party people, your dreams have now been fulfilled Get out your seats and let's get ill That's right y'all, we're not just rough, we're more than tough And when it comes to rhymes, we got enough [Run] It's like that y'all, and we don't stop the body rock Now it's together (forever) forever (together) Run-D.M.C. and we're tougher than leather We're making and breaking and snatching and taking The deal's for real we could never be faking [D.M.C.] I'm chilling, he's cooling, I'm a king that's ruling Preach and teach and always schooling [Run] See, we're learning, and earning, the tables keep turning To be like us, you could cold be yearning Pulsating dominating up above Cold chilling and I'm willing, the name's Run-Love [D.M.C.] Creating devastating in the place to be Full of soul and mic control because it's easy to "D" [Run] Beat making, never faking, chilling all of the time For playing rhyme saying, I get mine [D.M.C.] No way to rock me, no way to stop me It's seems quite shocking to those that mock me And that's not all, MC's have the gall To pray and plan for my downfall But I'm not running, I'm just stunning Smart not stupid cause I'm so cunning MC's regret it, I'm upsetting My recitals take titles and titles I'm betting [Run] Like that y'all, so just keep above See my name is DJ Run, they call me Run-Love Creative creator, creating the rhyme Devastating devastator not doing a crime Making beats every day, and I get mine The biggest star going far, so check the shine Big winner, not a sinner when I do my thing I might have a sling or a fling cause I'm down with the king Biggest rap no crap, I do not sing You want a show, let me know, just give me your ring Like that y'all, we're just keeping it on D.M.C. my man, to the break of dawn rock [D.M.C.] I'm ill, I chill, with skill I kill And none of my rhymes are run of the mill I cause grief, I'm chief, there is no beef And if there's beef I knock out teeth MC's act dumb, they know where I'm from The King from Queens and I'm down with Run [Run] I take a stand my man, and I won't sit Cause I'm the real deal, like Coke is it Then you won't find my name in the yellow page Cause Run only speaks when it's on the stage I got a rhyme in line that's easy to find With a sketch so check, so one of a kind Got two MC's and one DJ Grab at least 20 G's when we play So D.M.C. my boy, my mellow my man So get on the mic and won't you take the stand [D.M.C.] My rock is hard, you can't pull my card I'm a shining star, shining near and far Shining like the sun on a day of fun Always on the move cause I'm down with Run I'm the cool and calm, I'm the calm and cool I'm not a fool, I went to school My name is D.M.C. I tell no lie And I graduated from Cooley High I am the only rapper who will not die I'm a greusome guy, and you can try To battle D.M.C. but you must be high |
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from Run-D.M.C 6집 - Down With The King (1993)
Auggggggggggggh, auuuuuuugh
Auggggggggggggh, auuuuuuugh *repeats in background* A to the maker, I dedicated my rap for the creator, there's nothing greater than that.. |
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from Run-D.M.C 6집 - Down With The King (1993)
One little, two little, three little indians!
("check this out") One little, two little, three little indians! ("ahh yeah!") Httin hard, now check the hard hit ("Jam Master.. Jay") about to flip Slide for a minute but I won't slip son God had my back since ("day.. one") Back to the track in fact the track's fat Peace to my brothers and my sisters in black Disrespect and don't know how to act You better come correct or I'ma have to bust your hat One little, two little indians and me Jam Master Jay and Run-D.M.C. We been down since (UHH) eighty-("three") And ninety-three ain't nuttin but another year to me Cause I flip the scripts, grab hips, give tips and bust lips, ?? goes the whole length So get it, get with it, that did it And if you is a critic get the didick, cause it's One little, two little, three little indians! Word up.. One little, two little, three little indians! (uh-huh, uh-huh) One little, two little, three little indians! ("check this out") One little, two little, three little indians! ("ahh yeah!") I write rhymes I got rhythm I continue to flow Recitin lines full of wisdom make decisions with Joe Tonight I'm gettin busy won't you give me my dough Night time strictly busy for the kids at the show That's my hobby kemosabe I be tearin up streets and the posse gots to have me in the Cherokee Jeeps I'm attackin like Apache boy don't have a cow Just give me matches for the flames because it's time to pow-wow All the suckers run for cover all the others discover One two little three little indian brothers! One little, two little, three little indians! ("check this out") One little, two little, three little indians! ("one, one, one, huh-hah!") Here we go (x7) Begin it, bust it DJ, Run and, D.M.C.'n JM, J'n how ya livin in ninety-three cause we be three little indians, sleepin in a teepee an' keepin up a funky fat philosophy cause we be re-arrangin, changin, isn't it, different Told ya bout retirement, definitely infinite flavor, gave up, +Hype+ to Public Enemy I like the mic I rock upon the pad and pen a friend to me Hit ya with the truth I get to hit ya with the booth cause your troops deserve a king, proverb, hmmm! Listen, listen to the beat inside your soul Knowledge, wisdom is more precious, than gold The indians, comin, DJ, Run and claimin back the land that the man, stole from him It's bout, that time, for mine, come ?? and Jay Joe and King who are we? Little indians One little, two little, three little indians! ("check this out") One little, two little, three little indians! ("one, one, one, huh-hah!") One little, two little, three little indians! ("check this out") One little, two little, three little indians! ("ahh yeah!") "aight, auhh, check this out.." |
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from Run-D.M.C 4집 - Tougher Than Leather (1988)
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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from Run-D.M.C - It`s Like This - The Best Of (2009)
Now that I waxed the crowd, I'm feeling proud and loud
Shoulda screamed on a sucker, but I stepped and bowed Now that I'm back to 'tract, I'll attack for fun Darryl Mack and ? is never wack or lack they call us [Jam Master Jay cuts up various samples to form "Run, D.M.C."] [D.M.C.] I'm strapped with rap when I attack, I'm stunning Darrly Mack on track and I'm off, and running Don't sneak this peak, because I keep, on taking the lead with speed, and records keep, on breaking I pop and drop, all opp-osition and pop hip-hop, cause I'm the top, position I ill and chill, cause my skill, is super For a mill I thrill, but I'm still, a trooper I'll slay and stay til there are none So romance and dance and prance, a to the chants of [Jam Master Jay cuts up various samples to form "Run, D.M.C."] [Run] Well I stomp and chomp, all comp-etition Make break and take you cold on, a mission Raise hell, excel, and tell you, who's winning I'm boss, you lost, before the game, first inning Let's go and flow, to the rhymes, I'm saying Cause it's fun for Run to see the crowd, obeying Mic be checking I'm wrecking we're never second to none So let's snap and clap and tap, to the to the rap of [Jam Master Jay cuts up various samples to form "Run, D.M.C."] [D.M.C.] I'm not the king because (cause) I sell the most I just bring the laws (laws) cause I'm the host I got a crown I wear (R: So what it mean?) I rule I come to town they stare (R: Cause D.M.C.) is cool ? because, the crowd, is on it Drop this beat and pause, the tables are turning Break backs on track and I can even act So max, relax, new jacks, and get the facts from [Jam Master Jay cuts up various samples to form "Run, D.M.C."] [Run-D.M.C.] They call us on the phone They call us all alone They call us where we roam They call us when we're home They call us up to par They call us in our cars They call us in the bars They call us superstars! They call us [Jam Master Jay cuts up various samples to form "Run, D.M.C."] "Run-D.M.C. and Jam Master Jay..." |
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from Run-D.M.C 7집 - Crown Royal (2001)
Ah, Ya, yeah, ya
[Run-DMC] Seen this girl on the block by the boon-ah On the spot she was down for the boom-mark Drop doc she was rockin a Tupac Said: yo D now me, what's you got He says: ba boo bang, ba boo bang Ba boo bang [Fred Durst] Seen a girl so crystal clean, I mean Since I've been on the scene I've dreamed Of girls to tops poofs on rooftops Now this girl, who cruises the two pack Get this girl in my bathtub, and rub my back rub My bathroom's like a nightclub A few ladies in my tin to find the limb A few ladies in the bin, to put some yellow in Any mighty fine fellow men like myself To organize the panties on the shelves Chorus. Them girls, them girls Them girls I do adore I like em' sweet and fine I get a wine to bind All kinds I love them all Them girls, them girls Them girls around the way I like a limit to a lime The women so fine sometimes they make me say: Had a fly girl go called her honey Make this spent up all my money Fred went to bed with a girl from college, what He told me she was looking for dollars E to MC that don't get played Girls gonna chase him, but they don't get paid They might get naked, but they don't get laid The school needs girls who made first grade I like the small girls, I like the tall girls I like all the girls looking merry, call girls So Run, let's bring the girls in And their girlfriends, but no one let the squirrels in As for the boyfriends step on joy When the girlfriends come home and bring Limp Bizkit toys in I like erection when I'm in the states But no silicone cause' I don't like the |
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from Run-D.M.C - Crown Royal (2001)
Ah, Ya, yeah, ya
[Run-DMC] Seen this girl on the block by the boon-ah On the spot she was down for the boom-mark Drop doc she was rockin a Tupac Said: yo D now me, what's you got He says: ba boo bang, ba boo bang Ba boo bang [Fred Durst] Seen a girl so crystal clean, I mean Since I've been on the scene I've dreamed Of girls to tops poofs on rooftops Now this girl, who cruises the two pack Get this girl in my bathtub, and rub my back rub My bathroom's like a nightclub A few ladies in my tin to find the limb A few ladies in the bin, to put some yellow in Any mighty fine fellow men like myself To organize the panties on the shelves Chorus. Them girls, them girls Them girls I do adore I like em' sweet and fine I get a wine to bind All kinds I love them all Them girls, them girls Them girls around the way I like a limit to a lime The women so fine sometimes they make me say: Had a fly girl go called her honey Make this spent up all my money Fred went to bed with a girl from college, what He told me she was looking for dollars E to MC that don't get played Girls gonna chase him, but they don't get paid They might get naked, but they don't get laid The school needs girls who made first grade I like the small girls, I like the tall girls I like all the girls looking merry, call girls So Run, let's bring the girls in And their girlfriends, but no one let the squirrels in As for the boyfriends step on joy When the girlfriends come home and bring Limp Bizkit toys in I like erection when I'm in the states But no silicone cause' I don't like the |
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from Run-D.M.C 7집 - Crown Royal (2001)
Now the things I do to make me a star
and you could be too if you know who you are [Kid Rock] Like a bum on the corner big boy in the car (car) see the ki ki Kid Rock with the Bawitdaba we are hard as raw, what you saw is law [Run] Once again my friend, it's Dj Run on tour [Kid Rock] like Dj Run's his name [Run] and Kid Rock is his [Kid Rock] He's DMC, it's like that [Run] and that's the way it is [Kid Rock] Beats get ya ? hurrah [Run:] Jay [Kid Rock:] homes eatin' Joe's, the punks on this Rover [Run:] Jay, Run, and D M C that's [Kid Rock:] ne ne never been a time like this thats so vital [DMC:] I'm the king of rock [Run:] cause that's my title then take account one two three [DMC:] Jam Master Jay, Run DMC [Kid Rock:] YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH [Run:] YOU SEE IIIIIII [Kid Rock:] want respect [Run:] and [Kid Rock:] but then you're all like a ball that I have checked [Run:] and the shots that they take have no effect [Kid Rock:] some punk tried to dunk but he broke his neck cuz I rock harder, and I roll farther you wanna battle Kid Rock bitch don't bother [Run:] don't waste your time, messin' with my rhyme [Kid Rock:] the only kick you'll get outta this [Run:] is in your behind [Kid Rock:] YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH [with "Run D" throughout] [DMC:] Run Run DMC [Kid Rock:] fire plagues my name is worldwide when we yes yes y'all we rock it all night [Run:] the other MC's doin' rock n roll (roll) its Run DMC, Kid Rock patrol Dj Run till I'm done DMC's the soul got MTV on remote control (control) platinum platinum can't mess with gold we never let go of the mic's we hold our joints get played cause the __ DMC spittin' flames while your jams is cold over 30 million records worldwide we sold Daryl Mac, Jam Jay, and my name is Joe the other MC's know about the show hook the turntables up to the telephone pole rock a rhyme 99 till it's time to go cuz ___Dj Run got a rhyme to flow I come from a school that they call the old DMC's deva devasted mic control I come from a school that they call the old we never let go of the mic's we hold I come from a school that they call the old over 30 million records worldwide we sold I come from a school that they call the old It's Run DMC Kid Rock patrol (patrol patrol patrol patrol patrol patrol patrol patrol) [Kid Rock:] YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH [Run:] I come from a school that they call the old [DMC:] dum diddy dum diddy diddy dum dum [Run:] you see IIIIIII [Kid Rock:] want respect [Run:] [Kid Rock:] but then you're all like a ball that I have checked and the shots that they take have no effect [Kid Rock:] some punk tried to dunk but he broke his neck cuz I rock harder and I roll farther you wanna battle Kid Rock bitch don't bother [Run:] don't waste your time messin' with my rhyme [Kid Rock:] the only kick you'll get outta this [Run:] is in your behind |
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from Run-D.M.C 5집 - Back From Hell (1990)
[D.M.C.]
These are the words that I wrote so I hope that ya don't man I'll never joke about the coke that you're smok-in Understand you're fuckin up, fuckin up the block Got shot rocked and that's just where the shit stops .. What's the meaning of this? I must be dreaming Everybody's ?? when I see men dealing for a rhyme or rope, or a dime of coke Sometimes I rhyme when I'm crying broke Many many many records broke laws, broke jaws A few months ago I had to "Pause" During that time, me and my man was chilling on the corner with a quart in our hands A beef broke out, at Soul Kitchen spot It was crazy Baby Pop, someone got shot I seen him drop - then came the cops Sayin, "Nobody run - everybody stop" I wanted to run, cause I was carryin my gun Darryl Mack packin mine, strapped with my nine Everyone on the wall, that's what the cop said Everyone complied, except Bald Dread, he said, "Blood claat boi me nah hafa deal wit dat Yo I'm a superstar for de world dem call 'im Darryl Mack" I turned around and said, "Word up cop!" He said, "D.M.C., take your ass down the block" If it happened to him, it could happen to you cause that's what's happenin on The Avenue when I.. "uhh, uhh uhh, uhh.. uhh.." "Na-na-na-na-na! The Ave." [Run] Now on The Ave. (what?) people steal and they dealin away I got the feelin the illin will never ever pay Cause on the street, you're never in the fast lane You go to jail or get a bullet in your brain People laugh and smile at a stick-up A young man in a rut, shakin a big cup People pass his ass and say, "Tough luck" To waste time for a dime is cold fucked up A loud shot in the air - not rare A brother fell to the ground, nobody cares You ask why, the baby cry, a man laugh Nobody give a damn, that's how they livin on The Ave. ... AUUUGH! [D.M.C.] Away from The Ave. they have what's called the backstreets Another world of girls that crawl the backseats Systems that are kickin, sinkin many black beats (This and that goin on ??? street) I remember the time there was a jam in ??? ??, the music, no ?? til after dark That's when the shit starts happening (Brother from The Ave. this and that again) Body move in the back and a quarter in the jar Find the rules by the basketball court in the park And the ? by the bench where the 40 dogs spark The crowd crowds around like they found Noah's Ark The young, hung, and swung on a swing Glidin and slidin and ride the ding-a-ling I didn't see a kid by the see, so he saw (Near the monkey bars, funky cars we adore) I'm throwin fate to the gate ?? ?? (And my man from Japan got vicked for sure) Do me a favor when you roll with your crew You gotta check out, check out, The Avenue |
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from Run-D.M.C 7집 - Crown Royal (2001)
[Run]
Let me tell you bout what I love in Gina Love is like no other couldn't get in between her Always stayed fly man I wished that you seen her Said they had a scheme but nobody believed her No real job cause she stay in the streets Gina did nails but her love made beats When they wanna eat they just walked in the store They took what they wanted man the illest you saw Til one day they went up kindin fiendin with ice Butter like(?) the jeans and Gina said "The rings are nice" Next thing you know they wanna pull off a heist Shook took a look and shot the jeweler twice Diamonds all shinin as they flew in the air Butter actin up and grabbin stuff by the pair Gina at the door cause she good with the gun They both grabbed the money and run [Chorus: Everlast] C'mon, take the money and run {*v scratched: "Run"*} C'mon, take the money and run {*v scratched: "Run"*} hey, hey, hey C'mon, take the money and run {*v scratched: "Run"*} C'mon, take the money and run {*v scratched: "Run.."*} hey, hey, hey [Run] Spoonie was a rookie that was new on the scene Used to be a thug now he's doin it clean Ironic he was coppin and they gave him the spot Knew Butter back from Hollis used to chill on the block Seen Butter round the way with a brand new Benz Gina lookin pretty in the city with friends Spoonie's sayin yo I gotta get these ends And these are the two I gotta apprehend A big boy from Hollis promised not to tell And lead these cops on a long long trail Spoonie saw Gina and the chick turned pale Runnin sayin somethin like she don't got bail Butter said promise me I won't see jail Spoonie want a watch and a |
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from Run-D.M.C - Crown Royal (2001)
[Run]
Let me tell you bout what I love in Gina Love is like no other couldn't get in between her Always stayed fly man I wished that you seen her Said they had a scheme but nobody believed her No real job cause she stay in the streets Gina did nails but her love made beats When they wanna eat they just walked in the store They took what they wanted man the illest you saw Til one day they went up kindin fiendin with ice Butter like(?) the jeans and Gina said "The rings are nice" Next thing you know they wanna pull off a heist Shook took a look and shot the jeweler twice Diamonds all shinin as they flew in the air Butter actin up and grabbin stuff by the pair Gina at the door cause she good with the gun They both grabbed the money and run [Chorus: Everlast] C'mon, take the money and run {*v scratched: "Run"*} C'mon, take the money and run {*v scratched: "Run"*} hey, hey, hey C'mon, take the money and run {*v scratched: "Run"*} C'mon, take the money and run {*v scratched: "Run.."*} hey, hey, hey [Run] Spoonie was a rookie that was new on the scene Used to be a thug now he's doin it clean Ironic he was coppin and they gave him the spot Knew Butter back from Hollis used to chill on the block Seen Butter round the way with a brand new Benz Gina lookin pretty in the city with friends Spoonie's sayin yo I gotta get these ends And these are the two I gotta apprehend A big boy from Hollis promised not to tell And lead these cops on a long long trail Spoonie saw Gina and the chick turned pale Runnin sayin somethin like she don't got bail Butter said promise me I won't see jail Spoonie want a watch and a |
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from Run-D.M.C 1집 - Run-D.M.C. (1984)
[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..) |
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from Run-D.M.C - Ultimate Run-Dmc (2003)
[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..) |
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from Run-D.M.C - It`s Like This - The Best Of (2009)
[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..) |
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from Run-D.M.C 5집 - Back From Hell (1990)
And you say..
As we go, with the rhyme flow Just to let you know, Darryl and Joe Featuring DJ Jam Master Jay All the motherfuckin way One time, just to blow your mind And this is how we do it, just for the people Sucker D.J.'s are really crazy clowns Clowns - cold clockin clowns When will they learn that they had ? by the pounds Pounds - cold clockin pounds Sucker D.J.'s bite our lines up all damn day All - all damn day Sucker D.J.'s that's on Jam Master Jay Uhh ahh ahh uhh ahh ahh Jam Master.. aiyyo.. The crew is here with you, a check it out y'all Jam Master.. ah tell me What the fuck you gonna do? |
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from Run-D.M.C 4집 - Tougher Than Leather (1988)
"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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from Run-D.M.C - It`s Like This - The Best Of (2009)
I'm the.. I'm the.. I'm the.. I'm the..
[Chorus] "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! [Chorus] 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 [Chorus] 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! [Chorus] |
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from Run-D.M.C 3집 - Raising Hell (1986)
Aiyyo Jay yo Jay, check this out
I was born Son of Byford, brother of Al Bad as my mamma and Run's, my pal It's McDaniels, not McDonald's These rhymes are Darryl's, those burgers are RONALD'S I ran down, my family tree My mother, my father, my brother and D Huh.. Oh, y'all on that tip now huh? |
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from Run-D.M.C 7집 - Crown Royal (2001)
Yo my nigga Jamel Simmons what the deal nigga? (Gold D, Dig Dast what's goin down, what's goin down) {Aight, what's goin on, what's goin on What's the deal pa, where you headed son?} (Yo I'm bout to go to the studio and lay smash hit Wit my Uncle Run, boy) {Word?} Ain't he a Reverend now, collectin plates At churches and shit? (He's spittin flames right now baby He at the top of his game, right now I'm tellin, I'm show you, watch Youknowhatimean? He's a born again, hooligan) Uh-huh [Jamel Simmons] I'm red rum, Reverend Run, brother son, earthquakin Industry shakin, you kiddin me? We money makin Your money fake son, I'll call you clay cuz you get's Play-Doh Jamel and Joey Simmons holdin millions on the lay low Platinum hailos, hero heads high from hydro Hit the dime on the combo, she try to diss my rhyme flow She ain't know we only glamorous like Phat Farm fashion Simmons name sinamous wit this cash It's our passion... what!? [Run] Yo basically I'm here to rename rap, it ain't rap no more Call it Simmons Incorporated, since '74 Lotta money in this fam, think about it Me wit Run-D.M.C., and him over at Def Jam Well damn, how the hell you think we livin? How you think it feel to be a Simmons Imagine Christmas and Thanksgiving People wanna know why I ain't on my brother's label If I did this whole rap game be unstable Went over to Arista wit Mr. Davis, for the change of neighbors It's only fair that we share those naked papers You can tell a cat serious about rap and it ain't luck If 20 years after his first single, his name's stuck From '74 to '99, did novice to king, wit a million MC's waitin in line Keep a barrel on this album if my man's and them rise [Method Man] Now speed it up, uh [Chorus 2X: Run] Run really make ya wanna drop, drop Now wanna make ya go live, live Now wanna make ya go live, live Now hold up [Method Man] Now I walked on ice and never fell I spent my time in a plush hotel John-John Phenomenon, deadly but calm Word to my born, dead by dawn Got the right to bear arm, ring the alarm! Another sound boy dyin, hot irons Slugs flyin out the hardware appliance Baby mamma cryin, sobbin and grievin You was at aws wit them kids till they made it even Let down ya guard, yes you did, now you barely breathin To unaware, open season on a duck, we don't give a what Yo best best to give it up Sho indeed, let's Run D's MC's, they phony Some hump free, they mad bogey Saddle up ya horse, if the sunset mosey Jam Master Jay deserve a trophy for this track, right? Futuristic G past type, if that's yo girlfriend She wasn't last night punk, little boy Stylin mad chump, ain't no wins here This sport's extreme, know what I mean? Gettin royalty, +Down With the King+!!! [D.M.C.] Crack, crack, cracks in the cradle Cracks, in the cradle Cracks in the cradle, cokes in the spoon Little Boy Blue higher than the moon Will he, will he want a weapons, will he wanted the wound I come to school and lay down the rules Two, two, two channel empty guzzle, brake gallons of drop Shorty wit the forty, once sport in the dark Co-co-corner, black as a goner Didn't really wanna call my momma in Savannah [Mike Ransom] I spit dynamite ignite turn off lights Recite, spit poetry type, get my squad physically hype Get a hundred blast from Funkmaster, crush ya life +Blast+ Time to go now, show these fake rappers the way to go down Down With The Kings, like Smokey down wit Motown Who wanna come and see, come and test me Take about a million MC's to wet me For Run-D.M.C. I let shells fly, freein the five Wit the red eye, niggas talkin to much Tape 'em up, leave 'em hog tied [Kenny Cash] You thinkin about it way to hard, how to get down wit the Gods Kenny Cash, the Bronx cat, but it'll ride wit gats Peep chicks huggin the sacks, yours scratchin the back I'mma shark in a shack, y'all cats is feedin the fish Now hate and feed wit clips, nigga that leave you ripped And I'm leavin 'em dry, shit's crushed wit bleadin lips Bet I, leave these chips, and a C.L.K. After I hang plaques in the spot wit Run, D and Jay [Chorus 4X] |
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from Run-D.M.C - Crown Royal (2001)
Yo my nigga Jamel Simmons what the deal nigga?
(Gold D, Dig Dast what's goin down, what's goin down) {Aight, what's goin on, what's goin on What's the deal pa, where you headed son?} (Yo I'm bout to go to the studio and lay smash hit Wit my Uncle Run, boy) {Word?} Ain't he a Reverend now, collectin plates At churches and shit? (He's spittin flames right now baby He at the top of his game, right now I'm tellin, I'm show you, watch Youknowhatimean? He's a born again, hooligan) Uh-huh [Jamel Simmons] I'm red rum, Reverend Run, brother son, earthquakin Industry shakin, you kiddin me? We money makin Your money fake son, I'll call you clay cuz you get's Play-Doh Jamel and Joey Simmons holdin millions on the lay low Platinum hailos, hero heads high from hydro Hit the dime on the combo, she try to diss my rhyme flow She ain't know we only glamorous like Phat Farm fashion Simmons name sinamous wit this cash It's our passion... what!? [Run] Yo basically I'm here to rename rap, it ain't rap no more Call it Simmons Incorporated, since '74 Lotta money in this fam, think about it Me wit Run-D.M.C., and him over at Def Jam Well damn, how the hell you think we livin? How you think it feel to be a Simmons Imagine Christmas and Thanksgiving People wanna know why I ain't on my brother's label If I did this whole rap game be unstable Went over to Arista wit Mr. Davis, for the change of neighbors It's only fair that we share those naked papers You can tell a cat serious about rap and it ain't luck If 20 years after his first single, his name's stuck From '74 to '99, did novice to king, wit a million MC's waitin in line Keep a barrel on this album if my man's and them rise [Method Man] Now speed it up, uh [Chorus 2X: Run] Run really make ya wanna drop, drop Now wanna make ya go live, live Now wanna make ya go live, live Now hold up [Method Man] Now I walked on ice and never fell I spent my time in a plush hotel John-John Phenomenon, deadly but calm Word to my born, dead by dawn Got the right to bear arm, ring the alarm! Another sound boy dyin, hot irons Slugs flyin out the hardware appliance Baby mamma cryin, sobbin and grievin You was at aws wit them kids till they made it even Let down ya guard, yes you did, now you barely breathin To unaware, open season on a duck, we don't give a what Yo best best to give it up Sho indeed, let's Run D's MC's, they phony Some hump free, they mad bogey Saddle up ya horse, if the sunset mosey Jam Master Jay deserve a trophy for this track, right? Futuristic G past type, if that's yo girlfriend She wasn't last night punk, little boy Stylin mad chump, ain't no wins here This sport's extreme, know what I mean? Gettin royalty, +Down With the King+!!! [D.M.C.] Crack, crack, cracks in the cradle Cracks, in the cradle Cracks in the cradle, cokes in the spoon Little Boy Blue higher than the moon Will he, will he want a weapons, will he wanted the wound I come to school and lay down the rules Two, two, two channel empty guzzle, brake gallons of drop Shorty wit the forty, once sport in the dark Co-co-corner, black as a goner Didn't really wanna call my momma in Savannah [Mike Ransom] I spit dynamite ignite turn off lights Recite, spit poetry type, get my squad physically hype Get a hundred blast from Funkmaster, crush ya life +Blast+ Time to go now, show these fake rappers the way to go down Down With The Kings, like Smokey down wit Motown Who wanna come and see, come and test me Take about a million MC's to wet me For Run-D.M.C. I let shells fly, freein the five Wit the red eye, niggas talkin to much Tape 'em up, leave 'em hog tied [Kenny Cash] You thinkin about it way to hard, how to get down wit the Gods Kenny Cash, the Bronx cat, but it'll ride wit gats Peep chicks huggin the sacks, yours scratchin the back I'mma shark in a shack, y'all cats is feedin the fish Now hate and feed wit clips, nigga that leave you ripped And I'm leavin 'em dry, shit's crushed wit bleadin lips Bet I, leave these chips, and a C.L.K. After I hang plaques in the spot wit Run, D and Jay [Chorus 4X] |
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from Run-D.M.C 4집 - Tougher Than Leather (1988)
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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from Run-D.M.C - Ultimate Run-Dmc (2003)
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 |
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from Run-D.M.C - It`s Like This - The Best Of (2009)
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 |
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from Run-D.M.C 2집 - King Of Rock (1985)
Reggae!
Rrrroots, rap, reggae! [Run] .. and we don't stop It's like that y'all, and then we're ready to play It's no jive, it's live, and it's reggae Roots, rap.. [D.M.C.] My homeboy Jay, don't scratch reg-gae So listen to Jam Master as the Master start to play (and when he go) just check the show (cause they scratchin with the) toe (and even his el)-bow! (HA!) Rrrroots, rap, reggae! [Yellowman] Stomp your feet, clap your hand At the microphone is King Yellowman In Jamaica, I'm the champ-i-on This is roots, rap, reggae! Ha ha ha, rip it Roots, rap, reggae! Hotta.. 'otta.. 'otta reggae music 'otta.. 'otta.. 'otta reggae music 'otta.. 'otta.. 'otta reggae music I know we know that reggae is sweet Reggae music is rap to de beat Clap your hands an' stomp your feet Roots, rap, reggae! Roots, rap.. [Run] Now party people I'm so happy, don't know what to do Cause I'm an MC with the rhyme, and down with the crew Rock from Africa to France and the Kalamazoo And every place that I play, I hear a YAY not a BOO And now a party not a party and a jam ain't a jam less D is who he be, and I am who I am Or Jay is just the DJ cuttin for the two And it's the three of us, baby and we're doin the do [Yellowman] Five plus five, equal to ten Everywhere I go I've got a lot of girlfriend Music is sweet, music is nice Yellow 'ave about twenty-four wife It's roots, rap, reggae! Ha ha ha Roots, rap, reggae! Don't drink alco-'ol, don't snort cocaine Reggae music is not so strange Know de cocaine will 'urt up your brain This is roots, rap, reggae! Ha HAH! Roots, rap, reggae! AIIIIYY SIAH! It's roots, rap, reggae! |
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from Run-D.M.C - It`s Like This - The Best Of (2009)
Reggae!
Rrrroots, rap, reggae! [Run] .. and we don't stop It's like that y'all, and then we're ready to play It's no jive, it's live, and it's reggae Roots, rap.. [D.M.C.] My homeboy Jay, don't scratch reg-gae So listen to Jam Master as the Master start to play (and when he go) just check the show (cause they scratchin with the) toe (and even his el)-bow! (HA!) Rrrroots, rap, reggae! [Yellowman] Stomp your feet, clap your hand At the microphone is King Yellowman In Jamaica, I'm the champ-i-on This is roots, rap, reggae! Ha ha ha, rip it Roots, rap, reggae! Hotta.. 'otta.. 'otta reggae music 'otta.. 'otta.. 'otta reggae music 'otta.. 'otta.. 'otta reggae music I know we know that reggae is sweet Reggae music is rap to de beat Clap your hands an' stomp your feet Roots, rap, reggae! Roots, rap.. [Run] Now party people I'm so happy, don't know what to do Cause I'm an MC with the rhyme, and down with the crew Rock from Africa to France and the Kalamazoo And every place that I play, I hear a YAY not a BOO And now a party not a party and a jam ain't a jam less D is who he be, and I am who I am Or Jay is just the DJ cuttin for the two And it's the three of us, baby and we're doin the do [Yellowman] Five plus five, equal to ten Everywhere I go I've got a lot of girlfriend Music is sweet, music is nice Yellow 'ave about twenty-four wife It's roots, rap, reggae! Ha ha ha Roots, rap, reggae! Don't drink alco-'ol, don't snort cocaine Reggae music is not so strange Know de cocaine will 'urt up your brain This is roots, rap, reggae! Ha HAH! Roots, rap, reggae! AIIIIYY SIAH! It's roots, rap, reggae! |
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from Run-D.M.C 2집 - King Of Rock (1985)
[Run]
And this is the way.. we rock the house! Ha hah.. Ya don't.. Ya can't.. and I don't.. ya don't stop! D.. M.. C.. Huh.. [D.M.C.] I'm the King of Rock, there is none higher.. Sire! To burn my kingdom, FIRE.. Re-TIRE.. [Run] Now we rock the party, and come correct.. BREAK! Now we crash through walls.. The CEILING! [Run] On the tape [DMC] We're fresh out the box [Run] And this is the way.. we rock the house! NOT.. Never.. ever.. Huh.. Ha hah.. Hah! Yah.. Get it right boy.. [DMC] Sure shot.. [Run] And this is the way.. we rock the house! And that's the way.. yeah.. [DMC] Supreme.. Fever! [Run] Born to talk.. Take a walk.. [DMC] Back up.. [Run] Step off! Punk.. frontin.. [DMC] Bad.. [Run] B-Boys! .. B-Girls! .. [DMC] Tough.. [Run] City.. ?? .. ha hah, ha hah *fades out* |
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from Run-D.M.C - Rock Show [single] (2001)
Jump...
Dee... Jay... Run... DMC... Yeah...! What...? Who...? King...of...Rock...! Yeah...! Echo Tech B-Boy down I want to rock right now DJ Run, and I'm claiming my crown I be internationally known Even got chrome on my microphone I ain't stoopid y'all, outrageous Actin like Run can't rock all ages So...Joe - act like y'all don't know Run be rockin since Kurtis Blow Me and my brother be gettin this dough Came in the door, said it befoe' These are the Kings from around the way Run-DMC and Jam Master Jay... Chorus: I'm the King (what's up?) of ROCK! Who am I? I'm the King (of what?) of ROCK! WHO ARE WE? I'm the King (alright, never let ya down) of ROCK! In the end it's just a rock show I'm the King (alright, alright, alright) of ROCK! In the end it's just a rock show Y'all wanna know what it takes to be An MC like D in the place to be Gotta a house on the hill full of family With the grass more green than a gram of weed Stars in the cars on the way to my Show Gettin raw at the pub when they're drinking the mo With a cigar and the pumps he be getting the dough And unchanged with the lane and the range of the roll Just 'cause y'all know my name Heard my fame and seen my game Don't mean I'm all about the glitter and glam The King of Rock - is who I am Raw - we are - by law First one rockin' in Adidas y'all saw Jumped on Tour way back in '84 Jay, Run, D, Macs rock-knockin' at your door Chorus: I'm the King (alright, n |
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from Run-D.M.C 7집 - Crown Royal (2001)
Jump...
Dee... Jay... Run... DMC... Yeah...! What...? Who...? King...of...Rock...! Yeah...! Echo Tech B-Boy down I want to rock right now DJ Run, and I'm claiming my crown I be internationally known Even got chrome on my microphone I ain't stoopid y'all, outrageous Actin like Run can't rock all ages So...Joe - act like y'all don't know Run be rockin since Kurtis Blow Me and my brother be gettin this dough Came in the door, said it befoe' These are the Kings from around the way Run-DMC and Jam Master Jay... Chorus: I'm the King (what's up?) of ROCK! Who am I? I'm the King (of what?) of ROCK! WHO ARE WE? I'm the King (alright, never let ya down) of ROCK! In the end it's just a rock show I'm the King (alright, alright, alright) of ROCK! In the end it's just a rock show Y'all wanna know what it takes to be An MC like D in the place to be Gotta a house on the hill full of family With the grass more green than a gram of weed Stars in the cars on the way to my Show Gettin raw at the pub when they're drinking the mo With a cigar and the pumps he be getting the dough And unchanged with the lane and the range of the roll Just 'cause y'all know my name Heard my fame and seen my game Don't mean I'm all about the glitter and glam The King of Rock - is who I am Raw - we are - by law First one rockin' in Adidas y'all saw Jumped on Tour way back in '84 Jay, Run, D, Macs rock-knockin' at your door Chorus: I'm the King (alright, n |
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from Run-D.M.C - Crown Royal (2001)
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Dee... Jay... Run... DMC... Yeah...! What...? Who...? King...of...Rock...! I want to rock right now DJ Run, and I'm claiming my crown I be internationally known Even got chrome on my microphone I ain't stoopid y'all, outrageous Actin like Run can't rock all ages So...Joe - act like y'all don't know Run be rockin since Kurtis Blow Me and my brother be gettin this dough Came in the door, said it befoe' These are the Kings from around the way Run-DMC and Jam Master Jay... [Chorus:] I'm the King (what's up?) of ROCK! Who am I? I'm the King (of what?) of ROCK! WHO ARE WE? I'm the King (alright, never let ya down) of ROCK! In the end it's just a rock song I'm the King (alright, alright, alright) of ROCK! In the end it's just a rock song Y'all wanna know what it takes to be An MC like D in the place to be Gotta a house on the hill full of family With the grass more green than a gram of weed Stars in the cars on the way to my Show Gettin raw at the pub when they're drinking the mo With a cigar and the pumps he be getting the dough And unchanged with the lane and the range of the roll Just 'cause y'all know my name Heard my fame and seen my game Don't mean I'm all about the glitter and glam The King of Rock - is who I am Raw - we are - by law First one rockin' in Adidas y'all saw Jumped on Tour way back in '84 Jay, Run, D, Macs rock-knockin' at your door [Chorus:] I'm the King (alright, never let ya down) of ROCK! In the end it's just a rock song I'm the King (alright, never let ya down) of ROCK! Cause in the end it's just a rock song I'm the King (alright, never let ya go) of ROCK! cause in the end it's just a rock song I'm the King (alright, alright, alright) of ROCK! In the end it's just a rock song Who am I? I'm the King (alright, alright, alright/of what?) of ROCK! In the end it's just a rock song |
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from Run-D.M.C 1집 - Run-D.M.C. (1984)
[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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from Run-D.M.C - Rock Show [single] (2001)
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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from Run-D.M.C - Ultimate Run-Dmc (2003)
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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from Run-D.M.C - It`s Like This - The Best Of (2009)
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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from Run-D.M.C 3집 - Raising Hell (1986)
Kings from Queens from Queens come Kings
We're raisin hell like a class when the lunchbell rings The king will be praised, and hell will be raised S-s-s-suckers try to faze him but D won't be fazed So what's your name? D.M.C.! The King is me! Your High-ness, or His Majesty! Now you can debate, c-c-c-concentrate But you can't imitate D.M.C. the Great! Dissin all devils, causin havoc in HELL At a very high level base and treble shall YELL Heard in the heavens are the sounds supreme So clear to the ear it is sometimes seen So loud like a cloud with thunder and LIGHTNING So proud to the crowd it is somewhat FRIGHTENING No calm in the storm like a beast unleashed There's no stoppin cause the rockin cannot cease; BREAK! You see it's harder than hard, not one bit soft Courageous and contagious so you better break North Not a cold, on a roll, did you hear me cough? Just listen while I'm dissin cause you're pissin me off Cold bedding is spreading all across your face You can't take when I break and if that's the case I'll go on, and on, and kick the bass So back up off the cup while I take my taste It's highly appraised when the hell is raised So demanding and commanding that you all stand dazed The unbelieving receiving prophecy so true I cut the head off the Devil and I throw it at you My mighty mic control, already brought his soul The rock king is so bold when he rocks and roll A black hat is my crown, symbolizin the sound Signifyin, we won't play around; BUST IT! Rappin and climbin beat-makin every day No synthesizer sound, so silence when I say I am great, get it straight, cause that's my fate My name is Run I'm number one, that's how I rate He's in the place with the bass, and style and grace His name is J he's here to play, and win this race He's off the wall, on the ball, his name is D Kind of tall yes y'all, he's down with me From the mountain valley to the deep blue sea The word is heard as told by D I don't sing I bring, much delight Like a star shinin bright in the darkest night If you are cold, I'll bring you heat Like I brought the whole world my funky beat Mysterious and serious I ain't no joke Fire from the depths of hell AND YOU CAN SMELL THE SMOKE! Kickin and tickin while you're havin a ball Like chicken finger lickin I'll be vickin you all So do the bird, have you heard, did they give you a call Just me and D.M.C., cold shakin the walls There's no fearin when hearin sound of this kind Across the land every man is goin out of his mind On the face of the earth spreadin like disease Contaminating infiltrating like a horde of bees Lord of lyrics, duke of discussion Ruler of rock, your king at cold-crushin Puller of people - controller of crowds Lingering lyrics all lasting and loud Left y'all, ah to the left y'all because I rock upon the mike real def y'all And to the right y'all, ah to the right y'all because I rock upon the mike all night y'all You see, I.. .. want respect, if I'm correct They're all like a ball that I have checked And the shots they take have no effect The pope try to dope but he broke his neck Cause I rock harder, and I get farther You wanna battle D hey please don't bother To waste your time, messin with my rhyme The only kick you get out of is in the behind! ttin' behind |
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from Run-D.M.C - Ultimate Run-Dmc (2003)
Kings from Queens from Queens come Kings
We're raisin' hell like a class when the lunchbell rings The king will be praying the hell will be raisin' S s s something tryin' to favour but it won't be failed But what's your name DMC the king is me You're ha! miss on his majesty Now kickin' the base ci ci ci concentrate But you can't entertain DMC's the great Dissin' all the devils brought in hotter than hell Our very high level base the devils shall yell Hotter than the hell is our sound supreme So clear the the ear it is sometimes seen So loud like a cloud with thunder and lightning So proud to the crowd and it's somewhat frightening And a cloud in a storm like it's this at least Take a stopping cause I'm rockin' can I see 'is Break You see it's harder than hard that one kid song Corageous and contageous so you better break off Now I call on a road did you hear me call Just listen what I'm dissing cause you're pissin' me off Cold bedding is spreading all across your face You can take when I'm rapping and that's the case I go on and on and kick the bass So back up overcome when I take my taste It's like a praise when the hell is raised So demeaning and commiting that you all stand dazed The unbelieving reseeing provecy's so true I got the head of the devil and I'm showing at you My mighty mic control already brought his soul The right king is a bowe when he rocks큡큥oll A black cat is my rap simulizing a sag In the fire we're walkin' around Bustin' Rappin' and climbin' keep makin' every day No sympathize the sound so it sounds when I say I'm great gimme straight so that's my fate My name is Run I'm number 1 That's how I rate He's in the place with the bass and startin'grace His name is J he's here to play and with this plate He's off the wall on the ball his name is D Kind of tall get y'all he's down with me )From the mountain valley to the deep blue sea The word is heard as told by D I'm not sayin' I'm praying much to light Like a star shining bright in the darkest night If you are cold I bring you heat Like I brought the world my funky beat Mysterious is serious I ain't no joke Fire from the desert hell and you can smell the smoke Kickin' and dickin' while you're havin' a ball My chicken finger lickin' I'll be vickin' you off So do the bird have you heard they could give you a call Just me and DMC cold shakin' the wall There's no fearin' when here is I'm not this kind I cross the land every minute going out of his mouth On the face of the earth spreadin' like decease could terminating infotrading like a horde of beasts Throwin' out lyrics to a discussion Ruler of rap the king I go crushing Puller of people controller of crap LiGeLi lyrics all lasting and loud Left y'all ah to the left y'all because I'm rockin' upon the mic real def y'all And to the right y'all ah to the right y'all because I rock upon the mic all night y'all You see I walk respect and I correct Like all on the ball that I have checked And the shots they take have no effect The pope try to dope but he broke his neck Cause I rock harder than I get father You want a battle D hey please don't bother To waste your time measure with my rap The only kick you get out of is sittin' behind |
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from Run-D.M.C 4집 - Tougher Than Leather (1988)
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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from Run-D.M.C - It`s Like This - The Best Of (2009)
I, woke up this morning got ready to roll
Put on my green bomber it was, freezing cold Applied long johns 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 call 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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from Run-D.M.C 4집 - Tougher Than Leather (1988)
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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from Run-D.M.C 7집 - Crown Royal (2001)
DMC: Queens day cash made on Hollis Ave.
Queen's Queen's Queen's yea yea yea, make, make it, make it seem easy Queens day cash made on Hollis Ave. Q-B-O-R-O nigga Yo, from the days of encore Niggers hung around blocks and corner stores Huggin' gold chains of fantasies rushing the door Niggers from Rochdale, poppin' shells snatching rings Fly from sure kings from Queens press the one-eighteen I have my eyes open stepping out into the world So fiendish, Old English till I earl, growing pains a young kid learning early how to know the game USA roller-skate ring, marks the crews with techniques Clean streets, hustlers, crack, cocaine Getting back by throwing block parties and basketball games A lot of cash made on Hollis Ave Fast to change, high rollers was living, Until the taskforce came A lot of ghost-towns and memories, bad-blooded enemies So many die with the same gangster pride that entered me These are the old-timers, they who taught us How to stand strong and pass it on to the sons and daughters With your flow, and I'm proud to be all that I know Q-B-O-R-O, nigga who I'd die for, survive war How we came a long way in solidarity Don't let nothing try to spoil this day To Run, D and Jay is love and my thugs salute Cause real love is the only thing that comes above this loot Carhard jeans that makes me think of LL's troops Let's celebrate it's Queens day this one's for you Queens day Cash made on Hollis Ave Q, B-O-R-O nigga make it, make it seem easy Queens day Cash made on Hollis Ave Q, B-O-R-O nigga make it, make it seem easy Queens |
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from Run-D.M.C - Crown Royal (2001)
DMC: Queens day cash made on Hollis Ave.
Queen's Queen's Queen's yea yea yea, make, make it, make it seem easy Queens day cash made on Hollis Ave. Q-B-O-R-O nigga Yo, from the days of encore Niggers hung around blocks and corner stores Huggin' gold chains of fantasies rushing the door Niggers from Rochdale, poppin' shells snatching rings Fly from sure kings from Queens press the one-eighteen I have my eyes open stepping out into the world So fiendish, Old English till I earl, growing pains a young kid learning early how to know the game USA roller-skate ring, marks the crews with techniques Clean streets, hustlers, crack, cocaine Getting back by throwing block parties and basketball games A lot of cash made on Hollis Ave Fast to change, high rollers was living, Until the taskforce came A lot of ghost-towns and memories, bad-blooded enemies So many die with the same gangster pride that entered me These are the old-timers, they who taught us How to stand strong and pass it on to the sons and daughters With your flow, and I'm proud to be all that I know Q-B-O-R-O, nigga who I'd die for, survive war How we came a long way in solidarity Don't let nothing try to spoil this day To Run, D and Jay is love and my thugs salute Cause real love is the only thing that comes above this loot Carhard jeans that makes me think of LL's troops Let's celebrate it's Queens day this one's for you Queens day Cash made on Hollis Ave Q, B-O-R-O nigga make it, make it seem easy Queens day Cash made on Hollis Ave Q, B-O-R-O nigga make it, make it seem easy Queens |
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from Run-D.M.C 3집 - Raising Hell (1986)
You know I'm proud to be black y'all
and that's a fact y'all And if you try to take what's mine I take it back y'all - it's like that Licki-licki-licki-licki-licki-licki-licki-licki- Listen party people here's a serious song It's right not wrong, I should say right on I gotta tell you somethin that you all should know It's not a mystery it's history and here's how it go Now Hariett Tubman, was born a slave She was a tiny black woman, when she was raised She was livin to be givin there's a lot that she gave There's not a slave, in this day and age I'm proud to be Black, god damn, I'm tired my man Don't worry bout what color I am Because I'll show you how ill, this man can act It could never be fiction cause it is all fact And if you get in my way, I will not turn back I'm proud of my name, my name is Darryl Mack I'm black and I'm proud, and I'll say it out loud I'll share my story with the whole crowd, AUUUGHH! You know I'm proud to be black y'all and that's a fact y'all And if you try to take what's mine I take it back y'all - it's like that DJ Run, and I run these things You can hear it loud and clear like when the schoolbell rings Like Martin Luther King, I will do my thing I'll say it in a rap cause I do not sing D.M.C., the man, that's causin the beef I got a message for the world so listen up it's brief Like Malcolm X said I won't turn the right cheek Got the strength to go the length, if you wanna start beef Start beef! You know I'm proud to be black y'all and real brave y'all And motherfucker I could never be a slave y'all So take that!! We're gonna tell ya somethin put your mind in a swirl God bless the next baby that comes in this world The world's full of hate discrimination and sin People judgin other people by the color of skin I'll attack this matter, in my own way Man, I ain't no slave, I ain't reelin no hay Written a deposition, in any condition Don't get in my way cause I'm full of ambition I'm proud to be black (and I ain't takin no crap) I'm fresh out the pack (and I'm proud to be black) SO TAKE THAT!! There was a man - an inventor - who invented so well He invented a fortune - for a man named Bell George Washington Carver, made the peanut great Showed any man with a mind, could create You read about Malcolm X - in the history text Jesse Owens broke records, Ali broke necks What's wrong with ya man? How can you be so dumb? LIKE DR. KING SAID, WE SHALL OVERCOME! |
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from Run-D.M.C - It`s Like This - The Best Of (2009)
<i>[Run]</i>
You know I'm proud to be black y'all and that's a fact y'all And if you try to take what's mine I take it back y'all - it's like that Licki-licki-licki-licki-licki-licki-licki-licki- Listen party people here's a serious song It's right not wrong, I should say right on I gotta tell you somethin that you all should know It's not a mystery it's history and here's how it go Now Hariett Tubman, was born a slave She was a tiny black woman, when she was raised She was livin to be givin there's a lot that she gave There's not a slave, in this day and age I'm proud to be <i>[D.M.C.]</i> Black, god damn, I'm tired my man Don't worry bout what color I am Because I'll show you how ill, this man can act It could never be fiction cause it is all fact And if you get in my way, I will not turn back I'm proud of my name, my name is Darryl Mack I'm black and I'm proud, and I'll say it out loud I'll share my story with the whole crowd, AUUUGHH! <i>[Run-D.M.C.]</i> You know I'm proud to be black y'all and that's a fact y'all And if you try to take what's mine I take it back y'all - it's like that <i>[Run]</i> DJ Run, and I run these things You can hear it loud and clear like when the schoolbell rings Like Martin Luther King, I will do my thing I'll say it in a rap cause I do not sing <i>[D.M.C.]</i> D.M.C., the man, that's causin the beef I got a message for the world so listen up it's brief Like Malcolm X said I won't turn the right cheek Got the strength to go the length, if you wanna start beef Start beef! <i>[Run-D.M.C.]</i> You know I'm proud to be black y'all and real brave y'all And motherfucker I could never be a slave y'all So take that!! <i>[Run]</i> We're gonna tell ya somethin put your mind in a swirl God bless the next baby that comes in this world The world's full of hate discrimination and sin People judgin other people by the color of skin I'll attack this matter, in my own way Man, I ain't no slave, I ain't reelin no hay Written a deposition, in any condition Don't get in my way cause I'm full of ambition I'm proud to be black (and I ain't takin no crap) I'm fresh out the pack (and I'm proud to be black) SO TAKE THAT!! <i>[Run-D.M.C.]</i> There was a man - an inventor - who invented so well He invented a fortune - for a man named Bell George Washington Carver, made the peanut great Showed any man with a mind, could create You read about Malcolm X - in the history text Jesse Owens broke records, Ali broke necks What's wrong with ya man? How can you be so dumb? LIKE DR. KING SAID, WE SHALL OVERCOME! |
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from Run-D.M.C 3집 - Raising Hell (1986)
Now Peter Piper picked peppers but Run rocked rhymes
Humpty Dumpty fell down that's his hard time Jack B. Nimble what nimble and he was quick But Jam Master cut faster Jack's on Jay's dick Now Little Bo Peep cold lost her sheep And Rip van Winkle fell the hell asleep And Alice chillin somewhere in Wonderland Jack's servin Jill a bucket in his hand And Jam Master Jay's making out our sound The turntables might wobble but they don't fall down Now Dr. Seuss and Mother Goose both did their thing But Jam Master's gettin loose and D.M.C.'s the king Cause he's adult entertainer Child educator Jam Master Jay king of the crossfader He's the better of the best best believe he's the baddest Perfect timin when I'm climbin I'm a rhymin apparatus Lot of guts When he cuts Girls move their butts His name is Jay hear the play he must be nuts And on the mix real quick and I'd like to say He's not Flash but he's fast and his name is Jay Jay's like King Midas as I was told Everything that he touched turned to gold He's the greatest of the greater get it straight He's great Playing fame cause his name is known in every state His name is Jay To see him play Will make you say God damn that DJ made my day Like the butcher the baker The candlestick maker He's a maker a breaker And a title taker Like the little old lady who lived in a shoe If cuts were kids he would be you Not lyin y'all he's the best I know And if I lie my nose will grow Like a little wooden boy named Pinocchio And you all know how the story go Tricks are for kids he plays much gigs He's a big bad wolf and you're the three pigs He's a big bad wolf in your neighborhood Not bad meaning bad but bad meaning good We're Run-D.M.C. got a beef to settle D's not Hansel he's not Gretel Jay's a winner Not a beginner His pockets get fat others get thinner Jump on Jay like cows jump moons People chase Jay like dish and spoon And like all fairy tales end You'll see Jay again my friend |
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from Run-D.M.C - Crown Royal [ep] (2001)
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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from Run-D.M.C - Ultimate Run-Dmc (2003)
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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from Run-D.M.C - Live At Montreux (2008)
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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from Run-D.M.C - It`s Like This - The Best Of (2009)
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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from Run-D.M.C 3집 - Raising Hell (1986)
Everyone out there ready?
It goes a one, two, three, and.. Perfection to D, is quite essential He has to live up, to his potential I work real hard all day and night I get to it and do it cause I want it right I got bass, (tone), I use, (y'know) And then I rock (the funky) rhyme (on) the (microphone) I got a funky fresh (car) with the funky fresh (bar) I'm a funky fresh (star) and I'm up to (par) My name is D.M.(C!) down with Run and (Jay) Is everything copacetic y'all? (Kind of A-O-K) PERFECTION (yo yo yo, what we talkin bout, what we talkin bout) PERFECTION (most definitely) I got prescription glasses and my eyes are correct Two times every year I go to have them checked Per-fection's my selection, and I will select And if it's not (per-fect) I will perfect PERFECTION.. (what we got?) PERFECTION .. who me? You want me? I got a, credit (card) made out of (gold) I get (pass) in a (class) and the story's told I got D.M.(C.), I got JM(J) I got Jeff (he's def) and Runny Ray I got a dog (a cat) a mouse (a rat) A fly (he won't die) and a little gnat My name is DJ (Run) and he's Darryl (Mack) Run-(D.M.C.), right AND EXACT PERFECTION PERFECTION.. (c'mon let's get em, tell em D) I won't fail, I won't flop Stall or stutter yes I won't stop It takes hard work, to be like this (You should know) cause I'm a perfectionist PERFECTION PERFECTION PERFECTION.. (yo DJ Run what is it?) PERFECTION.. (perfectly speaking) PERFECTION PERFECTION PERFECTION (p-p-p-perfect) PERFECTION.. (perfectly speaking) PERFECTION (p-pu-p-pu, 100 percent) PERFECTION (roll roll roll, c'mon c'mon c'mon) PERFECTION (word, there it is) |
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from Run-D.M.C 5집 - Back From Hell (1990)
Afros.... yeahhh
AFROS! Yeahhh Brothers be out there doin crack... NOOOOOOO They be doin dope... NOOOOOOO They be gangbangin! NOOOOOOO All them brothers need to just pause Yeah I'm with that Here comes the Afros, and the forty ounce crew Who say slowly but surely, we gonna turn the mother out We got more, in store, young ladies on the floor, so cool out pause Intro, which means I start it In other words, herbs departed Pause, stop for the cause Get up, get down, you get yours Chill, no time to get ill Word to herb -- yeah it's the will of God So whassup Hobbes? Just jock, clock, rock, and don't stop but Pause Pause, pause for the cause, get yours But don't break laws Quit, quit it, forget it Pause, say your way with it Pause, if you did it, admit it Cause, you shouldn'ta did it Next time, you think of doin a crime Pause, and remember this rhyme Pause for the cause, cause broken laws Are just like broken jaws They take a long time to heal I'm for real, and I know the deal Look it over, investigate Evaluate, think! Life is wrong, and full of flaws Before you break laws just pause! I think that worked man (4X) Pause Yeah pause, this beat is dope D I'm tellin you, this beat is dope, just slammin, it's dope Well if it's dope, I hope it's not crack or coke, or nuttin like somethin you EVER smoke And if they offer you some say NO or pause The reason I wrote this rhyme, is not to climb But just to tell all mankind That the use and abuse of drugs -- will what? Will, blow, your, mind Like dough makes bread, it goes straight to your head You're misled and then you're dead Now that's not fly, when you die On a high Like a trip, oooh, you make me sick Ill, lookin like doo doo on a stick You don't have to be a vic Life is like a flick, so pause Pause, p-pause, pause, p-p-pause Alright y'all, now that you understand My man Run never ran I'm gonna take this mic yo my hand And hand this to the one man band Now pause, now pause I'm Jay, I make up the trey Now check out the dance that I display It's called the pause A new thing, on the dancefloor First you move, then you stop Combine the hustle, foxtrot, pop and lock Put em all together why because It's called the pause Slammin, the dance is slammin Pause, the people are jammin Stop again, back to the groove I show you how to move pause It's simple, just like stop and go You can pause on the fast or slow Participate, won't you all get down Here's a solo from my homeboy Stanley Brown Ahh yeah, I like this R&B shit... Pause, pause, one more time! Yeah, do that, do that... Now pause! |
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from Rapmania 1- The Roots of Rap [live] (2004)
Afros.... yeahhh
AFROS! Yeahhh Brothers be out there doin crack... NOOOOOOO They be doin dope... NOOOOOOO They be gangbangin! NOOOOOOO All them brothers need to just pause Yeah I'm with that Here comes the Afros, and the forty ounce crew Who say slowly but surely, we gonna turn the mother out We got more, in store, young ladies on the floor, so cool out pause Intro, which means I start it In other words, herbs departed Pause, stop for the cause Get up, get down, you get yours Chill, no time to get ill Word to herb -- yeah it's the will of God So whassup Hobbes? Just jock, clock, rock, and don't stop but Pause Pause, pause for the cause, get yours But don't break laws Quit, quit it, forget it Pause, say your way with it Pause, if you did it, admit it Cause, you shouldn'ta did it Next time, you think of doin a crime Pause, and remember this rhyme Pause for the cause, cause broken laws Are just like broken jaws They take a long time to heal I'm for real, and I know the deal Look it over, investigate Evaluate, think! Life is wrong, and full of flaws Before you break laws just pause! I think that worked man (4X) Pause Yeah pause, this beat is dope D I'm tellin you, this beat is dope, just slammin, it's dope Well if it's dope, I hope it's not crack or coke, or nuttin like somethin you EVER smoke And if they offer you some say NO or pause The reason I wrote this rhyme, is not to climb But just to tell all mankind That the use and abuse of drugs -- will what? Will, blow, your, mind Like dough makes bread, it goes straight to your head You're misled and then you're dead Now that's not fly, when you die On a high Like a trip, oooh, you make me sick Ill, lookin like doo doo on a stick You don't have to be a vic Life is like a flick, so pause Pause, p-pause, pause, p-p-pause Alright y'all, now that you understand My man Run never ran I'm gonna take this mic yo my hand And hand this to the one man band Now pause, now pause I'm Jay, I make up the trey Now check out the dance that I display It's called the pause A new thing, on the dancefloor First you move, then you stop Combine the hustle, foxtrot, pop and lock Put em all together why because It's called the pause Slammin, the dance is slammin Pause, the people are jammin Stop again, back to the groove I show you how to move pause It's simple, just like stop and go You can pause on the fast or slow Participate, won't you all get down Here's a solo from my homeboy Stanley Brown Ahh yeah, I like this R&B shit... Pause, pause, one more time! Yeah, do that, do that... Now pause! |
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from Run-D.M.C 5집 - Back From Hell (1990)
It's party time, and we came here to party
so get up and move your body, cause it's party time It's party time, and we came here to party so get up and move your body, cause it's party time [Run] Come inside, the time is fine and I'm really ready to drop a heavy bassline on the crowd that's loud and proud the rhyme is mine and the jam of party time We're well equipped to flip and trip you out I never slip but I rip the jam no doubt So grab a girl ?? I know you wanna play The funky jam I never quit until the break of day Here we go on a Afrolistic journey Here come the jam but don't forget to bring ?? to make sure the beat is upheld The beat is raw and Run's banged it well to make it take you to your destination It's just the jam that slam across the nation I gotta rock, you know I gotta good rhyme So grab a girl, and listen to the good times Now sweat til you're wet and get done and I'll bet you get some.. heat to release the piece to have fun So just grab a girl, cause it's party time Chorus [D.M.C.] Groove, breathe, wind blowin the leaves I'm at ease, can you feel the funky sensation I might take a vacation on the seven seasons Reasons to be cheerful, sun shinin, Run rhymin I'm right behind him Jay, you know where to find him Shinin like a diamond, if I'm lyin I'm dyin {girrrrrrrrrrrls, drive me crazy} So fine, goin out of my mind I keep em goin, they sayin, I've got the rhyme Ooze, cruise, gonna take a cruise Jing-a-ling-a-ling-a-ling I'm never singin the blues Afros, studios, doin shows four-O's I suppose, no one knows who's rockin the hoes, tell me that You gotta be (funky) Chorus [Run] Now let your body be free And yeah, go you know Never slow the flow til it's time to go Cause that ain't the way you play the crowd You gotta mingle, single girls allowed So round em up, get a cutie in the spot Look at the booty, do me, time to rock And make all the girls give up the play Get on the floor and make your day So you're illin, still it's four o'clock You won't leave til you see em close the spot You gotta stay til they play the last song til the night gives light to the early morn' Check the place and the taste of the bass is on the case A negative thought that you brought just erased Put away the nine and keep in mind that the jam'll slam when it's party time Chorus (*repeat with ad libs to fade*) |
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from Run-D.M.C 4집 - Tougher Than Leather (1988)
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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from Run-D.M.C - It`s Like This - The Best Of (2009)
Now papa don't give a damn, or say, "Thank you, ma'am"
Eatin filet mignon, lobster tails and crab He eats the finest food, he ain't the kindest dude And then to put it to you straight he's crazy lazy and rude His temper's boiling hot, whether you like him or not Not to mention bout his mansion and his big ol' yacht He never gave me a dime or even spent, some time And that's why I had to cold write this rhyme about.. [Chorus] Jam Master scratch "papa was", Run-D.M.C. "papa crazy", "crazy" [Repeat 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 want to know about his dough, how he got paid Well the last, that asked, got sprayed, and laid, because [Chorus] Papa hang with crazy people crazy times of the night Runnin round with crazy women but but that's alright, because [Chorus] Yo Run my papa was crazy, crazy as can be And my mama said that he left ME when I was three But my mama never told me he was out of his mind Drinkin' wine, all the time, never earnin' a dime He didn't care where he slept, or where his clothes were kept He was so in debt somebody broke his neck And on the day that papa died, they wrote on his grave That "Papa died a bum, but he died brave," because [Chorus] |
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from Run-D.M.C 5집 - Back From Hell (1990)
[Run] Yo Dee let's break out we late man, hurry up
[DMC] Alright man let's go to Poppa Ken's, get some 40-dogs man Aiyyo man pull over! {*tires squeal*} [Run] What for? {*car door*} [DMC] I gotta take a piss man [D.M.C.] I got to pee I got to pee upon a tree, right I got to pee I got to pee upon a tree.. I pee upon a tree because I drink too much Olde E And not time, for pee, to come out, on me, so I I go and pee I go and pee upon a tree, right I go and pee I go and pee upon a tree.. (buk buk buk) The people walk by and say, "Aiyy D.M.C.!" "No no, no no, yo bro it is not me." right? I got to pee I got to pee upon a tree, right I got to pee I got to pee upon a tree.. |
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from Run-D.M.C 6집 - Down With The King (1993)
Never let a punk get away with murder
Gun shots, gun shots, all you heard-a What's up? What's up? What's the word up? Press your luck or buck another sucker just ducked Ooh, whatcha gonna do (x4) A vain from my brain means I'm causin em pain Comin rough with the stuff that's just a part of the game The rhymes have been hard since the start of the jam So I'ma pull my jammy out and I'ma murder the man Bust a rap like a cap, put a hole in your soul Take the trigger then you figured that I'm losin control I go loco with the vocals, yo goes the chokehold And I broke those pros with the dope flows I slow rolls, NO I don't smoke those Leave the blunts for the punks in front rows I said mine, headline or deadline You see redline, here comes your bedtime I lay it down, lay it low Now I'm off and runnin on some new rhyme flow I flex break necks bust tecs mic checks son fill you full of lead and now get ready for the next one Never let a punk get away with murder Gun shots, gun shots, all you heard-a What's up? What's up? What's the word up? Press your luck or buck another sucker just ducked Ooh, whatcha gonna do (x4) Now mic check and respect, come correct, and I can protect You never knew (DJ who?) DJ Run'll wreck hard, God, may be dope you never knew me nope Where you been your hand is sendin DOWN, can you really cope? Forever makin and breakin it and cold wreckin it As for my title it's vital, you're never TAKIN it I throw a stand across the stage and you'll get BUCKED down Like Kris-One said, I fly a head you better _Duck Down_ I sold good and then plenty like ? Charlie said Like Mike I glove it you love it and now it's for my bread It's goin down on the mound watch a nigga pitch Bang your thang and hang your damn NECKS, now you gettin it I see them go, and come, cause what they pumpin weak And now I'm flippin the script and they can hardly speak I bust a nut then run amuck all on a sucker COOL Now whatcha gonna do? Whatcha gonna do?! Never let a punk get away with murder Gun shots, gun shots, all you heard-a What's up? What's up? What's the word up? Press your luck or buck another sucker just ducked Ooh, whatcha gonna do (x4) Never let a punk get away with murder Gun shots, gun shots, all you heard-a What's up? What's up? What's the word up? Press your luck or buck another sucker just ducked Ooh, whatcha gonna do (x4) Never let a punk get away with murder Gun shots, gun shots, all you heard-a What's up? What's up? What's the word up? Press your luck or buck another sucker just ducked.. |
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from Run-D.M.C 5집 - Back From Hell (1990)
[Jay]
One two, one two, and I say I go by the name of Jam Master Jay And the Hollis Crew, we here to stay believe that [D.M.C.] Hey, as we let the music play Pay attention and listen as I mention a recital of mic to speeches From the book of the 40 Ounces of the most powerful words ever spoken [Run] Topsy-turvy, they try to serve me Disturb me, curve me, boy they never heard me Slammin, jammin, I be bammin Makin takin breakin and rammin Run got a beef with those that cold think that Sun and the moon and soon you will drink that wine for the rhyme that I'm, not a stink brat Run havin fun my son, just where the ink's at Up on the top I pop and drop, you feel So low you go for Joe you know, what the deal I might just strike tonight, and make you say (Run ran the place with bass and bust boo-tay) Go check the clock I rock your jock so hard Make you feel the deal is I'm top card Come in my face and bass and I might just And it's not n-n-not, n-n-not JUST ANOTHER GROOVE Not just another.. [Jay] Ah yeah, one two one two Jam Master Jay Hollis Crew here to stay, AUGGHH! Afros, 40 Ounce Crew in effect, word up Bout to break ya neck with another groove Kick it D [D.M.C.] Check out the lyric, hear it, cheer it, fear it So loud and clear that you can't come near it Words are heard, I never speak the weak You pissed me off, now I'm takin a leak I kill at will, thrill, top bill I'm makin a mill, and damn I'm still makin history on the M-I-C And for the young ladies, a nigga like D'll be waxin taxin no relaxin breakin backs and bustin raps and I'll be strapped in my Cadillac, and you know that for a fact I'm strapped with rap but yo, I'm also record breakin never flakin wide awake and titles I'm takin and I'll be makin ladies groove cause I prove I can soothe when they OOOOOH, this one's called - NOT JUST ANOTHER GROOVE Not just another.. Not just another.. (Not just another one, not just another one) [Jay] Deliverin, I'll deliver and give ya whatcha been waitin (one two three) for/four This, is the gift of the gab that I had when I came out the lab The masterpiece was released Let's cease the beef and all those misbeliefs that we can't do our thing on a positive tip I'm tryin to tell ya It's been a long time -- we need a change Time for things to be rearranged Time to get our act together Whoever's clever or better - never let another brother or sister get dissed cause they missed the knowledge and wisdom and damn I wish ya get with the Stop the Violence move Won'tcha hear me say peace, and it's not just another groove [D.M.C.] Yeah Jay I just wanna say whassup to the brothers and sisters out there (Yeah.. it's not just another groove) {*ad libs to the end of "Stop the Violence" + more*} |
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from Run-D.M.C 5집 - Back From Hell (1990)
[D.M.C.]
And I say.. the brother's about to get naughty! Rockin you on down.. to the last.. STOP! [Run] See them on the corner, scheamin a scam Makin plans beat the man that'll put him in ?amb's? Cut for the loot to group, hit a troop or bank No thanks to the brothers in blue Freeze stay at ease, nigga get to your knees Seen cash in the back, about a hundred G's Step to the next, got a scam with checks Cold stole a bankroll from plenty of ?? then up to The Ave., a cab to the lab to make a stop to drop off the money in the bag and then send a friend that's been down to do a job to rob a brother in town Livin and givin a damn, two different things The brother dig diamond rings It's not about makin the money, but the money is taken Shake em down, flip em out, then break em He'll break a leg, to get the money A diggy diggy don't forget he'll break a law, seen Ain't a damn thing funny bout a nigga named Sonny but the brother's about to get naughty The brother's about to get naughty! (4X) [D.M.C.] Starin and tearin in my direction Selection is vexin, I brought protection Suspicious, frisk us, ? has to diss us Scoldin and holdin me 'gainst my wishes Searchin my ride, my body, my soul Tryin to find some kind of substance control Maybe someone is carryin a gun No, nothing, no one has none Gloomy and sorry when I come clean Yo officer, what does this mean? My system is loud and I draw a crowd Not only King, I'm black and I'm proud This ride is mine, do you mind if I own So stop tryin to rob mines and leave me alone The officer said I saw you before comin out the door of a grocery store I said to my partner there goes a man and he's got a trouble starter, inside his hand My man Eric Blam said stop on the cops And then what the Blam said, you're sure to get shot Now they ignore me cause you saw me with a 40 He thought the brothers were about to get naughty The brother's about to get naughty! (4X) [Run] How ya livin on the ill side, makin a livin driven, never givin a damn about the women and if this is life, your wife, you're livin trife For spite you hit the pipe every night and just fight You're naughty, make a girl get physical She get loose for juice and then you diss her Pull and take another girl on a escapade A trip around the world a what a mess you made Another lady, gravy, maybe you're crazy You see ? ?? today, you don't faze me but gettin kinda hectic on the power tip A brother gotta pay no matter how it get Face the facts, base the crack, taste the stacks last, and these suckers are back So when you see the company that claim to be the truth you done get raw, see Check out the three, Run-D.M.C. and the brothers about to get naughty! The brother's about to get naughty! (4X) [???] Open up the door and let the brothers in Cause it's a sin, if we ain't down, on what's happenin Yo what's up, you don't like the way I walk or I guess it's, just the way I talk or are you prejudiced Invited to the show, threw on my afro Jumped out the limo, get to the front, you tell me no Yo I just came to mingle, watch the earrings jingle Grab a cutie rub-a-dub 'til it tingle But you wanna single me out, but I ain't did that Check me, I ain't strapped, pull the barricade back I'm comin in black, I know you're hard dick six foot bodyguard, but why should I be barred Yo, yo, pass the 40 Cool T, Hurricane, Run and D's about to get naughty.. The brother's about to get naughty! (4X) |
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from Run-D.M.C 3집 - Raising Hell (1986)
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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from Run-D.M.C 3집 - Raising Hell (1986)
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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from Run-D.M.C - Ultimate Run-Dmc (2003)
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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