DMC I open doors pours doin tours then i come again, run'll be up in the sukas I be runnin dem feindish, dj run'll be and gettin feindish, I tap your back and my it serves a mean dish
I've got my mike in my hand and my to come, official dj rapper as dj run, all of ya sucka well you dissed my son, I went the insta freeze I froze ya numb,
RUN PUMP PUMP I scream on you your soft, PUMP PUMP run round the track and walk it off,
So check for me takin a weapon or even steppin to my foes those of are usually drivin seperate rows broken nose from blows from when you rap when i pounce on my foes suppose I swing an ep and BOUNCE!!
DMC My is DMC, the one ya know, the all time great steal the show, I put the mike, my hand, and the funky rythym all across the land, I'm blowin your mind, the i flow, I hit you with the and they give me dough, I'm blowin mind, the one of a kind, I figit wid tha digits I rock my rhyme, I a vien, inside my brain, I came wid da and I claim the fame, 'm hard to the core, and roar, my rhymes more when i'm breakin your door, it l style cause I stick a still rock take a a chill knock cause I got the pounce, frown yall knock yall up or down, I take ya suckas out i make a sucka BOUNCE!!
I got no for the crime I'm the kind to rhyme, there is no sign of my mind off tha line, and if you of the dime that I left behind, I come fast with my cash, I must
does it run I do it speakin fluent vocabulary, vocal be makin them come to it in a you berry, losten run'll run a boston confuse ya lose ya all shook up in a sauce pan i stir ya stir ya all shake it cause I'm diesel hip-hop and then pop the weasel comin and runnin I seeka deli for my kingdom takin my lyrics at first they hear it then they them
I take a sucka then do him the head and screw him first i chew him and i do him and then I step it to him it's a dilly operation I ruin all I'm doing I pursue em and then ruin and do em you come too em JUST