Uh-huh, yeah, Yo, yo Aiyyo I seen Run the chrome spinnin' Watchin' the Knicks in the of the 6 Pulled up on the like, "Who's winnin'?"
Nigga said, "Me eighty-three, get it right" Politely flashed his Roley, then dipped to the Next night seen him on stage with platinum shells baguettes on the side that spelled, "Raising Hell"
I said, "Run the crowd yell you paid 'em well" Then he said to ask Bertha Dell, who the Oh well, I thought I was done impressed Until my man called me up and me listen to Flex
I ain't know what to do, it was like Run was everybody But then again the shit was MC's want him gone, hoppin' on chrome Sayin' the kings, please, you kept the seat warm
Ain't nobody better than this twenty year Even as a Reverend, hotter than you been It don't really who the hell you are The of all cats or the biggest of stars
Tryin' to doubt these three, you the law They the kings, leavin' in awe, that's real paw
Like ahhh, done did it again Ahhh, pad hit the pen Ahhh, man they gems Ahhh, the kid's stackin' the ends
Yo, Rev. Run, run the block, swerve the is hot, don't need no gun to cock I'm sick of Vidal, your brother tried to get me to I'm kickin' it raw, even in the of it all
Run laps around cats, I hate DAT's Since way back, great tracks, I lace raps Yo face that, before you catch bats From numerous with Run-D.M.C. on they hats
You ain't gettin' no 'til your album out The label don't spend money yo what's that about? No clout, had to for a fake amount While my catalog bigger than bank account
No doubt, I'm the greatest all time fo' Rev. Run comin' and leavin' niggaz in awe
Like ahhh, Dunn did it again Ahhh, pad hit the pen Ahhh, man they gems Ahhh, the kid's 'bout stackin' the
Ahhh, Dunn done did it Ahhh, pad hit the pen Ahhh, man droppin' gems Ahhh, the kid's stackin' the ends
Yo Run remember that at the light in the back of the 6? Yeah, I was mad the lost, I got a new whip Yeah, I see, the Bentley Arnage, the four doors What is that, for horse?
Nah son, for more I see been peepin me for quite some time Yo my bad Ain't a thing, I noticed you rhyme
Yo what a nigga gotta do to be more you? A nigga like me got a clue First things I DJ, Run all the rappers Actors, want status
But they can't this Since "Krush Groove" you makin' them papes A lot of rap movies made since but most of them fake Thanks for the compliment kid, now jump BACK in car It's the Reverand niggaz in awe, that's real paw
Like ahhh, Dunn did it again Ahhh, pad hit the pen Ahhh, man they droppin' Ahhh, the kid's 'bout stackin' the
Ahhh, done did it again Ahhh, pad hit the pen Ahhh, man droppin' gems Ahhh, the kid's stackin' the ends
Ahhh, done did it again Ahhh, pad hit the pen Ahhh, man they droppin' Ahhh, the kid's 'bout stackin' the
Ahhh, done did it again Ahhh, pad hit the pen Ahhh, man droppin' gems Ahhh, the kid's 'bout the ends