Lyrics:
And hold up, wait, pause
Another Barry Bonds just hit me
All in the batter’s box
I average like .450
I ran a marathon
Now, I run the city
More Run DMC
Than
As long as we keep getting it
We gone have fun
12 Hit the block like dmc we run
God is his father so he living
Like a don jewelry shine
Just like the moon
[Run]
Back, back, back with the boom, so give a nigga room
Came with the fame with my name came a tune
The King of Rock, there is none higher
God
the tree
The baby came out and said "Run-DMC"
I knew this girl who looked just like you
Light brown and a fly hair-do
I wanted to do her, screw her
you're a broke English major"
I still live with Mom and Dad and it's kind of sad
When this Stanford grad brings ladies to his pad
"What up girl?"
"Aren't
embody the Mafia theme
What else? Now my Damiere Lou' Vuitton and Supreme (LV)
Are you in Detroit, Motor City? (Detroit)
I run DMC, these niggas better
"D.M.C., take your ass down the block"
If it happened to him, it could happen to you
cause that's what's happenin on The Avenue
when I.. "uhh, uhh uhh,
is hell
What the fuck is a heaven
We live fast and stall death long as possible
Get our cash in, put threats in the hospital
Young P, When I was 13 I
wait, wait, wait, wait, wait now
Let me give a break down
I been on a run like DMC
I been on a stakeout, waiting on takeout
Promise nobody want beef with
and a breakin' 2 some Run D.M.C.
I wish dem days could go on and on...
It's just another wicked day in our neighbourhood
U never know what be goin' down....
Back
and
Run into TI, who is dressed
Nondescriptly in a gray hoodie
And who throws open his arms to pull in Meek
For a bear hug it's the sort of
Coincidence that
bugged, that was a rap career
Then Run D.M.C. jumped the fuck off
Got mad paid, word, kicked the bucks off
There wasn't many rappers out there rockin
with fire bitch
Run away, run away, run away, run away, run away
See what I have is this disease
My people brought over from over the seas
Contracted by
that dude
"One, two, three, four, five"
Oh-six through oh-eight, this is oh-nine live
And for the new year I pack a chrome fo'-five
And keep it
Written off and spit on by this really sick ass system
You can roll what I roll in the swirl from the smoke
Somebody take a vote, the devil is dope
Yes, yeah, it's chief rocker, Busy Bee
Y'all don't know what time it is right now
I got my main man Marley Marl
My motherfuckin' main man, KRS-One
can see they always give in
Life is like a mic and that's exactly how I'm livin'
Ladies love the lover and the lover love the women
My name is DJ Run
That ass is fake like RuPual
Step to me I'll kick you in the groin
Then it's becomes time for me to play football
I'll dig a hole and make you a victim
In so many bourgeois homes Van Gogh's sunflowers radiate from the walls,
Yet he lived in utter misery, condemned by those very same people.
Why is it
Master cause I knew he was scratching
(What up?) Jay to the telly music, loud as hell
He said, "Hold up Run," "it's the bell!"
Jay to the door as he
the world, I was on the front raw
Run DMC show me what I wanna be
I got kicked up studio by Kool Moe Dee
The coat cross four in the tretch terrastry [?]
Give
autistic to a pop hit
mainstream took control and we cannot stop it
its a black art, being manipulated by white controllers
just like rock and roll is ...
autistic to a pop hit
mainstream took control and we cannot stop it
its a black art, being manipulated by white controllers
just like rock and roll is ...
overdrive, staying alive, Tracy Morgan
It's important to be honest when you writing
Chakra Music
I'm a gorilla in the midst of this, raising hell run joe
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