Lyrics:
OG Gas, swag bags, elbows (juug)
I fuck with Run DMC, but I don't wear shell toes (nah)
Play with me, on the scene they leave three hundred shells
better have fun
You gotta dress like an Icon
(Dress like an Icon) get yourself a step-son
Walk this way like DMC-Run
Play like Robert Johnson walk like
you want to act?
Baby, can you feel me? - like
Run DMC "It's Like That"
Tell me, can you fade me?
You can't fade me, you can't fade me
You can't fade
of the lord come down i wanna make this money oh
Daddy oh
Oluwa come run am for me
This year i wan buy motor and i wan build house for my momsi oh
Daddy oh
of straw and
patient animals standing around. The mother nods by the side
of the child. Suddenly she wakes from her lightish doze, sees
them, shrieks
Rappers I'm done with them
We the best
Disagree
Mak will put a gun to em
Usain I'm runnin' em
Nick Cannon I'm sonnin' em
They claim to be DMC but ain't no
come
I remember I can
Run, run
You see a house across the water
On the other side
You want to go, go together
You want me by your side
When
mothers from daughters and fathers from sons
The name Com has never been involved with run
Unless it's DMC or runnin' these broads to bein' free
I'm
see
You better obtain yourself some glasses and clear your vision like DMC (Don't run!)
And remember what I told you
Remember who brought a soldier
I
play house)
You can play the momma and I'll be the daddy
And I'll be the daddy that runs the house
Now you can call me pappy or you can call me
you a ho-ho-ho ass, nigga
(Whores in this house, there's some whores in this house)
(There's whores hoes in this house, there's some whores in this
once, but now it's covered in lint
No more lint in my house
No more lint in my blouse
Cabinet cane not eaten by mouse
Cabinet cane not eaten by louse
and Bun like DMC and DJ Run
Everyday I come down them niggaz callin' my game
Then ge on B-E-T and they don't mention my name
Some Grip It On That Other
Made a deranged mind out of someone in your same crew
Fuck man, we grew up together
Run DMC, tougher than leather
With the same outfits, forty deuce
the run man na soldier from The start
Ooooh oooh eeeh
Hold grass lass lass man go hold grass
If a tie Heart one day a go build house
Soldier from
And up to the house to face the man
Caught by surprise, in the middle of the cheese
Was the farmer's wife, excuse me please?
She grabbed a fork, she
where did he go?"
I bust me a left from Rubellon. Park
The 735 and I'm bailin'
Went to my homegirl's house and got a hug man,
She helped me run
I won't let you run away
In my house, you stay
On my meat hook to play
Hang you for display
I won't let you run away
In my house, you stay
On my meat
break before its over
This here look like the 80s it's like that it don't phase me
All these rappers wanna hate me I run dmc's crazy
I been here for too
on me
I stay with dat veeta so I’m never lonely
Hannah Montana but I’m no Tony
I need an extension whipping in that pony
Run DMC im in dat Adidaddi
I just
Pray at night and keep my "Run" posted by the door
DMC above like Jason falling to the floor
My mind can carry of a picture perfect
Of my Aunt Mary
it day by day
And we can run it play by day
Do some Run DMC
Baby won't you walk my way can you say
Fill me up, gas it up
Fill my tank up baby
Girl you
a stroke
You can end up being like Owen Wilson
cnd get ya nose broke
Tote both thangs
I'ma maufuckin' bang
Til' I hang
Like a gold chain
Run DMC gang
you by my side
I see the smoke piling up in the rear view mirror
Yeah but I ain't ever seen it any clearer
If the house burns down tonight
I got
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