girls look my way All on mines and they always say D.M.C., you look so cute In your Carhart suits and Adidas boots I'm not souped, I just troop Loop
whenever The clever get better (better) so get yourself together [Run] And listen to the rhymes I'm about to say [D.M.C.] And groove to the sound of
me, you gettin too close to me son It'd be fun if you didn't have a gun But if you didn't had one you'd probably run; come come Now spit it from the tip
Sugarhill, Fatback, Run-D.M.C., EPMD Fat Boys, Redhead Kingpin, Cool C And my man Kurtis Blow, yo The battlefield, the synonym call it the wax The recording
Run D M C Rock For you Fresh 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
Hey they used to call me easy D Because I rock on the mic so easily But now the call me DMC The DMC of the party The D's for duly all of the time M
, that's what I'm talkin' about right there You just can't get that, nowhere but this Ya know what I'm sayin', this is classic shit C'mon Groove to the
"Wait a minute, hold on, get your ass up" "Whassup nigga?" "Get over there, shit" 'Ya lil' punk, ass nigga" "C'mere, c'mere, c'mere boy" "God damnit,
Elevate your mental level step aside the music so you can rebel see pomeroy is here to take it to you the funky devil its me the d, you number one m.c
to me what the fuck you on the website for you creep? punching the keys, remember that sound that's exactly what it sounds like when i'm punching
My squad is on fire And till death do us If the label wanna sue us Yo I'm taking the reels I'm the man with the gat that be ready to peel I'm the one
I'm saying I'm saying I'm saying nothing This Shot a licka say it again kick it and come back for one I'm running I'm running I'm running I'm running
wanna-be-me's You a artist we bosses, the ones that fund c.d.'s All your gonna-be wanna-be, gonna punish me please You got me laughing, I'm asking if
killing me, with your wanna-be-me's You a artist we bosses, the ones that funded c.d.'s All your gonna-be wanna-be, gonna punish me please You got me laughing, I'm
label wanna sue us Yo I'm taking the reels I'm the man with the gat that be ready to peel I'm the one next to Spliff when it's time to ill I'm a show
, you gettin too close to me son It?d be fun if you didn?t have a gun But if you didn?t had one you?d probably run; come come Now spit it from the tip
get 'em up high, c'mon Go all-star, and get down for yours To the ladies in the house, be proud of yours You got the, Roots crew with the sound of course
n on n on on n on cause i'm a helluva man when i'm on the mike i am the definate feast delight cause i'm a helluva man when i'm on the mike i am the definate
