MC you sad face clown So D.M.C. and if you're ready The people rockin steady You're drivin big cars get your gas from Getti [D.M.C.] I'm D.M.C. in the
the D I told ya couple times that the Gods must be crazy but ya didn't listen, so now ya on a mission to get an autopsy, a raw C-O, ya can't stops me
the d I told ya couple times that the gods must be crazy But ya didn't listen, so now ya on a mission To get an autopsy, a raw c-o, ya can't stops me
talking] Ah yeah, ya know what I'm sayin' Nine trey, Brand Nubian in effect On ya motherfuckin' head Not givin' a fuck Word up, know what I'm sayin'
now I'm on the run An assassin Geto boys Geto boys (don't fuck with me) --> tony montana I'm an assassin [ verse 2: juke box ] Now I'm just what
* 22 seconds of skit before lyrics * [ruck] Aiyyo I'm sean price, I'm six foot one Dark skinned, stocky build, with a big gun Six sons on the ones with
rollin', rollin' Rollin', rollin' I keep it rollin', rollin' Rollin', rollin' Ask yourself man How ugly do you have to be to be a hardcore M. C.? Niggaz
duck Who's that lookin' through my window? Blaow, nobody now You motherfuckers better lay it down B A B Y, capital D C Virtual pimpin', we mackin' in 3-D
just a Sucker MC, you sad face clown So D.M.C. and if you're ready the people rockin' steady You're drivin' big cars, get your gas from Getti I'm D.M.C
!" - Run-D.M.C.*} My thug.. (hoping..) My thug.. (praying..) for you to justify my thug! My thug.. (hoping..) My thug.. (praying..) for you.. {*"For you! Fresh" - Run-D.M
a spliff, hard liquor shit [B] Hard liquor beatch! [D-Shot] Here I come.. steppin out the Vader They call me D-Shot and I'm about my paper Been in this
won't you ride with me baby) With my homey Belo My homey oh yeah, oh yeah, in my ride, c'mon baby, c'mon baby Check it out C'mon baby, oh yeah, can you
the peach to the plum I'm the king of the Ave. - and I'm the king of the block I'm M.C.A. - and I'm the King Adrock I'm Mike D. - I got all the fly juice
all day And I'm the King Adrock and he's M.C.A. Well I'm cruising, I'm bruising - I'm never ever losing I'm in my car - I'm going far and dust is what
shop [D.M.C.] I kick a wicked rhyme, what more can I tell ya You're quick to pick and find a hardcore record seller I paved the way for days, I'm a
to God you know I'm hittin hard [Chorus] [Run] Well as the mode explode (Run..) ?? when I'm layin one Listen what I'm sayin (Run..) no playin are you obeyin Run