For the past, decade.. and the last, ten years.. many reps were made.. . Some CREWS, paid DUES.. others REFUSED, to LOSE.. And that's ALLLLLLLLLLLLL, the NEWS!.
In your face, all the time. All in your face when I'm kickin' my rhyme. All these faces in front of me. Face to face with Run-D.M.C. . Knuckleheads in my face for a second.
[Run]. I seen you jockin J.C. cause he got a Mercedes. and you know about his ladies, and all his babies. You just wanna ride, and get inside. and run around town, like Bonnie'n'Clyde.
Reporters cry, producers die,. They wanna be down with the Kiiiiing!. The King, the King,. The King, the King, King,. The King, the King,. The King, the King, King,.
As I proceed indeed to take the lead with speed. All the suckers'll back off and fall. But this is the hype I like and the type of mic. You wanna fight? Just gimme a call.
[Run] Well I rehearsed for the verse and I'm number one. Not the best, not the worst, cause my name is Run. [DMC] And I'm second cause I wreck it, that you want to see.
For they, is the kingdome and the power, and the glory. Forever.... The King's a ruler, the ruler rules [x4]. [Run]. I'm the epitome of royalty, you versus me, it's a joke.
Here's a story of a guy, who used to be fly. He never would steal, he never would lie. The type of person money could not buy. Thought he be that way until the day he DIED!.
Ho-ho-hoin, what do you think, on Xmas it'll be snowin'. And people get their for growin'. You knowin', we're in da Ghetto they're gettin' nothin'. No toys for little boys, no curls for girls, the turkey stuffin'.
If I eat, a little kid, sticks his finger in my plate. I be signing autographs, for three months straight. I got jet-set women, who offer me favors. My face is a thousand lipstick flavors.
It was December 24th on Hollis Ave in the dark. When I seen a man chilling with his dog in the park. I approached very slowly with my heart full of fear.
[Run]. Can I get this?. Now DJ Run I run amuck and run to hit this. "Hit it Run!" My name is Joe I need hoe. Can I get a witness (HOE!). And when I come you're lookin dumb.
[Chorus: Run-D.M.C. (repeat 4X)]. Can you kick it like I kick it when I kick this,. can I get a witness? (Yes you can!). [Run]. New jacks better back up, before they get smacked up.
Run D.M.C.. Miscellaneous. Bob Your Head. Bob your head.. . As we bop on.. to the break of dawn.. the non-stop hip-hop bop.. takes you on down.. to the last, STOP!!"ruff, ruff an' rugged we comin.".
utt]Hey Beavis, eh-heh-heh. Remember that time we partied with Run-D.M.C.?. Yeah yeah, hehhehheh - I took a dump on their bus. Hehhehheh. No dumbass that was Anthrax! Eh-heh.
One two, one two.. And this is, the hardcore raw. Lyrical law, never seen before. And I am, D.M.C.. And for all of y'all. This is the way, we reckless for rhymes.
[D.M.C.]. DJ's and MC's, coming up next is the one and only. incredible, Jam Master. Yo, back up off the ropes, punk. [Run]. Beats to the rhyme, the rhyme I just made.
Run D.M.C.. Miscellaneous. Back From Hell. . On the lower level where the devils dwell.. Comin from the one, comin back from hell. . {*"Back." - "from the depths of hell" -> scratched by Jay*}.
On the lower level where the devils dwell.. Comin from the one, comin back from hell. . Peepin out the window, checkin on the criminals. Out in the yard, it's hard, but you're in.
Uh-huh, yeah, what? Yo, yo. Aiyyo I seen Run with the chrome spinnin. Watchin the Knicks in the back of the 6. Pulled up on the side like, "Who's winnin?".