on down To the last stop Come on everybody, let's all get down Come on everybody, let's all get down Come on everybody, let's all get down Come on everybody
.. D.M.C.. And you're listening to the sounds.. as we take you onnnnnn down.. to the lasssssssssssst STOP! [Chorus: Run-D.M.C. (repeat 4X)] Come on everybody
Daddy-O money, I'm tellin you! Yo (?), yo hold up hold up hold up Brother's comin back, but what's Daddy-O gon' come with in 1993? He better come right
we can run a "train" And fuck Linda Tripp, 'cause I hate that bitch I even got her on tape sucking on my dick I'm a freak in heat, a dog without warning
niggaz throw the dick well Everybody get they condoms, brother cause it's time to fuck Hurry up and put it on nigga, time is up What's next got my mind on
hear me, it's just me A young nigga tryin to make it on these rough streets I'm on my knees beggin please come and SAVE ME THE WHOLE WORLD done made a
clocks goin' tick and I'm sick of the bullshit You're watching the makings of a physco-path The truth didn't last Before the wrath and aftermath Who's that behind the trigger? Who'd
't make bail if he broke as hell I'd rob ODB but that'd be a waste of time Probably have to clap him run and toss the nine I'd follow Fox in the drop
: [feat. Thin C] [Chorus: Thin-C & Krayzie Bone] Everybody wanna sound like, sound like, sound like Bone, Bone, Bone! Everybody wanna rap like, rap
Do It Like This [Chorus x3:] C-Town's How We Ride Chi-Town's How We Ride Mid-West How We Ride Come See How We Ride [Verse: Layzie] I'm From A Place,
Natives, everybody I'm gonna scream it at the top of my lungs Caramel City is where I come from C...A...R-A...M-E-L It don't get better when you run
ain't come to hurt no one (one) So everybody come on get up on the floor Right now and grab someone (one) *1st verse* Now first of all I'm the boss
You better bow down on both knees Who you think taught you to smoke trees? Who you think brought you the oldies? Eazy-E's, Ice Cube's, and D.O.C's The Snoop D
frontin' Lines come digital stupid, plus my team got 'nuff jury on, bet I'm still live and I'm coopin' Two of my silverbacks run through a pack of your wolves Front on
Verse 1: Guerilla Black] I'm from a place called Compton, California Most of my dogs smoke marijuana Most on the run from them folks Whenever they come
'm fired they mad cuz my tongue get tired now everybody wanna put they dope on me sayin' I won't get searched by the LAPD I'm sitting on a doorway duece
crash the club with my crew and then I'm outta there Hit some skins, act bugged, that was a rap career Then Run-D.M.C. jumped the fuck off Got mad paid