they had [incomprehensible] by the pounds Pounds, cold clockin pounds? Sucker D.J.'s bite our lines up all damn day All, all damn day Sucker D.J.'s that's
learn that they had ? by the pounds Pounds - cold clockin pounds Sucker D.J.'s bite our lines up all damn day All - all damn day Sucker D.J.'s that's
I'm hustlin' Everyday I'm hustlin' Everyday I'm hustlin' Everyday I'm hustlin' Everyday I'm hustlin' Everyday I'm, everyday I'm, everyday I'm hustlin'
Drop a dime, I'll break you off somethin proper With the L-E-N-C-H-M-O-B T-Bone and that's J.D. And here's how we'll greet ya Stop fool, come off that
copper Drop a dime, I'll break you off somethin proper With the L-E-N-C-H-M-O-B T-Bone and that's J.D. And here's how we'll greet ya Stop fool, come off
if I'm movin I be hurtin ya I'm puttin on way to much drinks so it is curtains for ya Bitches I'm a blast and the bitches are never after These punk ass
I'm it just got up inhaling chronic The oddest I'm staying honest I'm bout to make it famous So you can take that J.O.B. and You can shove it up your
laugh at us The reason why D.J.?s didn?t have a clue I was fabulous Now a days, not playin my records well, hell it?s hazardous All this cussin, fussin
rip All you chump MC's who sell out quick When P.E. was on the top, you rode the tip But now they got problems and you suckers run Who's Chuck's real
C] Yeah Willis [I] Willis ain't talkin about nuthin! [C] It's Different Strokes [I] Let's get back to umm, breakfast foods [I] because it's, early
BROther ?uestion] It's me the BROther ?uestion on the M-I-C to flow To bust a fat rat-a-tat rhyme one mo' gen' I'm flexin with my mental verbalistic chocolate
but only if it's weeds Skunk with no seeds, a sip of Hennessy Pass to D or maybe movin' solo Never with a skeezer by my side, that's a no, no Tell me
stop And to my people out west, you don't stop A Run-DMC, gettin' mad props Check it on out, thanks to run And thanks to D and J.M.J. We on the way,
one, one, huh-hah!") Here we go (7X) [Run] Begin it, bust it DJ, Run and, D.M.C.'n JM, J'n how ya livin in ninety-three cause we be three little indians
Run-D.M.C.'s award nominee The K I N G's of all M i c's Like Hercules, with rhymes like these Never crackin not lackin and I still pull G's Well I
? I'm a slacker, I'm a slacker, yeah I'm a slacker, I'm a slacker, yeah I'm a slacker, I'm a slacker, yeah I'm a slacker, I'm a slacker
, I think I'd die We like Thelma and JJ, Brandy and Ray J Anyone against C and C, pulled a AK Thinkin' 'bout sucking your dick, had me sick But if I lost my mind, you'd
a dime, I'll break you off somethin' proper With the L E N C H M O B T-Bone and that's J D And here's how we'll greet ya Stop fool, come off that beat