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[Method
Pack the number one sound, Uh, is they ready?

How y'all out there?

Ah yeah, alright, alright...

[Method
Mr. Meth, Run-DMC, Jay, run!

from "Here we go" and "Together forever"]
1,2,3 In the place to be, as it is to see
He is DJ Run,
And we are the Krush Groovin, the body
Party people your dreams now been fulfilled
Get out of your seats and get ill
right y'all...

You're gettin' dollars, dealing with Rev. Run
Look what I did
And I come from Hollis, flipped it and scripted it and it go
Wanna floss, Pull em off, you I headlinin'
Sell out tours, platinum plaque, to wall,
name ringin' out, from door to
be the King, Run-DMC,
now y'all brothers wanna rhyme me
my house I've got the key
Brothers see me, not
All ya'll tryin to be me
as well go on, hits to me
Had a E, now drivin' a
my girl ridin' around in
so raw, I'm told like sushi
Gave some time to rhyme to Susan
Hoes out, saying "Who's she?"
Dead by dawn, for you D

Cracks in the cradle, cokes in the
Little boy flew than the moon
Willie wanted weapons, wanted a wool
I come to school and lay the rule
Johnny with the gun to break out of the
Shorty the 40 was caught in the dark
Corner, black is a goner, didn't want to go
Now mamma is a

Man]
Now I walked on ice, and fell
I spent my time in a plush
Judge a phenomena, deadly but world in my palm
Dead by dawn got the right to bear arms, me along
sound boy dying, hot iron
Stuff flyin, out the hardware
Baby, Crying'
and grievin', you was at odds,
With them kids, till made it even
Let your guard, yes you did
Now you breathin'

To win a whim, open season on a
We give a what
Yo, best, to give it up

Joe and D, lets run these MCs, they
From Humphrey, they mad
Saddle up your horse, there's the Mosey
Jam-Master Jay deserves a trophy for this right,
G past tight
If that's your girlfriend, she wasn't night, punk
Little boy style's is mad chump, ain't no here
Sport is extreme, know what I
royalties, Down with the King...!

None of y'all really made
Like DJ Run and the run
And played the Garden Jordan
You done it so my brother think about it, come on
DJ Run and you the son
It's this called run on

Man]
Alright, now run on

Never leave me open, so dopin' that I be
is sleepin' or they snoring
so that I be touring
Lauren told ya ya lost one
You can't this type of life
it will cost Run

[Method
Now it up, uh

Run gonna make you cry,
Make you die,
Make you wanna lie, up
Got to come the rhyme
That run thru the mic, got a bounce to the ounce 'nuff,
not a player, hustler, hater or a buster only in Augusta
With a rap like a gun, keeps a brother runnin
But it don't matter cause it will ya
you're like a teacher, but I don't reach ya
Soundin like a what?
Nobodys cuts faster the Jam-Master
Why? he has to cut
My deal as a DJ, every time we play, put it on what?
Run rockin' up the heasy, gettin all greasy, down with the bud
Run running like a rhino, on vinyl
This is my gun
Run breakin' spinal, this is my title
Y'all get phucked Run!

Run-DMC off...