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Run Dmc Tougher Than Leather

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

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

"Mary, Mary.." WHY YA BUGGIN? "Mary, Mary.." I NEED YA HUGGIN [Run] Had a fly girl Flo, called her honey Next thing she spent up all my money ?? debt

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" (2X)] [Run

by one Rather chill than kill cause the killing's no fun So together forever Crew be tougher than leather We gonna slay the bad ones until there are none [Run-D.M.C.] Run

[Malcolm X] Many of our people.. stealing.. gambling.. Many of our people turn to.. [Run] Crime, time, nah I get mine Climb, do fine, wine and just

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

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

My, my, my teacher came in class breathin' hard as could be And then she made a pass at my homeboy D I said, I said, she's movin' fast, she's lookin'