Run D M C For you
For all you sucker MC's perpetratin' a Your rhymes are cold wack and keep the crowd lost You're the of guy that girl ignored I'm drivin' Caddy, you a Ford My name is Simmons but my middle name's Lord And I'm rockin' on the mic, you should all applaud Because we're wheelin', dealin', we got a feelin' We from the floor up to the ceilin'
We it, you move it, it has been proven We the seven seas because our music is soothin' We create it, it and often demonstrate it We'll diss a sucker MC the other suckers hate it We're rising, and often hypnotizing We always the truth and then we never slip no lies in No curls, no braids peasy-head and still get Jam Master cut the record up and down and
Because the I say, sharp as a nail as can be and not for sale Always funky fresh, never be stale a test to become an MC and didn't fail I wait to demonstrate all the super def rhymes that I create I'm a wizard of a word, that's what you And anything else is quite I'm the master of a mic, that's I say And if I say that, you'd say it anyway
into the party, come in the place See the things come, the music in your face Tears the walls, some of the floor With the DJ named Jay the cuts galore So listen to this it can't be missed And you can't leave 'til dismissed You can do anything that you to But you can't leave until through
So relax your body and mind And listen to us say rhyme, hey You might that you have waited enough 'til the rhyme was stated But if it were a test it be graded With a grade that's not Nothing too deep and dense And all our rhymes a lot of sense
So move butt, to the cut, run amuk, you're not in a rut and everybody out there, we got the notion We to see y'all all in motion shake, wiggle jump up and down Move your body to the sound, side to side, back and forth We're the two and we're gonna go off in place, walk or run, tap your feet, you'll be on the one Just snap fingers and clap your hands Our DJ's than all these bands
We got all the lines and all the We don't drop dimes and we do crimes We bake a little cake with Duncan And never the vest they call the Calvin Kleins Calvin Klein's no friend of mine Don't want nobody's name on my Lee on my legs, sneakers on my D by my side and Jay with the
Jay Jay Jay Jay Jay Jay We don't, we don't, we stop Don't, don't, don't, stop Jay, one two Crew Crew Crew For, for, for, for the now T now Hah,
My, my man Jam Is in his to be Jay Jay Jay Jay The big blaster All the way
you don't stop Kickin' it, and you don't Rock, d-dot, d-dot, rock the 'em and you don't stop, hah Stick 'em, run it well, well, well the clientele
Krush Groove, ladies in the place We, we we're, we we're we're, we we're Bass, we we're in the hottest Hah Homeboys, now we're autographs Autographs and Fly girls in the place, in the Homeboys, Hollis