DMC I open doors takin doin tours then i come again, be runnin up in the sukas I be runnin dem feindish, dj run'll be comin and gettin feindish, I tap your back and my it 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 rappers well you my son, I went behind the insta 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 even of dose are usually drivin seperate rows broken nose from blows 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 great gonna steal the show, I put the mike, my hand, and spread the funky rythym all the land, I'm blowin your mind, the i flow, I hit you the rhythim and they give me dough, I'm blowin mind, the one of a kind, I figit wid tha digits I rock my rhyme, I bust a vien, my brain, I came wid da name and I the fame, 'm to the core, rickit and roar, my rhymes break more i'm breakin your door, it l style cause I stick a still rock take a take a knock cause I got the pounce, frown yall sicken 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, is no sign of my mind slippin off tha line, and if you find of the that I left behind, I fast with my cash, I must rewind
Easy it run I do it speakin fluent vocabulary, be makin them come to it in a have you berry, often losten run'll run a boston confuse ya lose ya all shook up in a pan i stir ya stir ya all shake it I'm diesel drop hip-hop and then pop goes the weasel comin and I seeka deli for my kingdom takin my lyrics at first they hear it they sing them
I take a sucka 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 those I'm doing I pursue em and then and do em you come too em JUST BOUNCE