back in '84 Jay, Run, D, Macs rock knockin' at your door I'm the king Alright, never let ya down Of rock In the end it's just a rock song I'm the king
Jump... Dee... Jay... Run... DMC... Yeah...! What...? Who...? King...of...Rock...! I want to rock right now DJ Run, and I'm claiming my crown
rocks Cause the European championship 'bout to start I got francs on the French, players on the bench KTM men, only throw out when I'm bent I'm a P.N.C
s how we front it, but you don't wanna run up on it Inside the club packin', actin', Got my bitch at home c-sackin', got my ones stackin' Parlay, playin
I'm down with Luke and the Ghetto Bass sound! [Verse 3: JT Money] In this type of M-U-S-I-C I know I'm braggin', but I'm the best I see I seen professionals
against any oppressor, and this is known as self defense I show no mercy, they claim that I'm the lunatic But when the shit gets thick, I'm the one you
dooooooooo... Makes meeeeeee keep ruunnin' to yoooouuuu! (Run to me now, baby come on! Run to me now, baby come on!) [scream] {COME ON! } The thiiiings you dooooooooo... (Run
: [feat. Thin C] [Chorus: Thin-C & Krayzie Bone] Everybody wanna sound like, sound like, sound like Bone, Bone, Bone! Everybody wanna rap like, rap
About To Be Thrown Off The Throne And Ripped A New Asshole All I Hear Is I'm The Best At This And I'm Best At That But I Don't Hear My Name, No ?? Brought
say I'm whack, now if that's right I'm the freshest whack MC that you ever heard, in your lifetime My slick accapella sounds clever with the beats Boy I'm
't see me I'm up in D.C. with strike number three Clownin, made a little stock to get a little cock Now I got niggaz bangin and lootin rock I'm going
] [verse two] So shut up motherfuckers as I laid the ink When I'm in Detroit,niggers fight in mink When I'm in Chicago,motherfuckers get buck wild When I'm
I rock my jewels (JEWELS) I'm not a fool (FOOL!) In the small of my back I got this big-ass tool (Ha hah!) When I'm skatin through the city and I stop
nerds slanndering your name behind that screen name they're lame and their life is pretty plain M&M's with no nuts won't show up face-to-face straight
: feat. C-Bone, Slimm Calhoun, T-Mo) [Big Boi] Some of that uh, LTD Lincoln Town Car Some of that El Dorado funk, know what I'm talking about Gangsta
m D-M-C like Run Listen mami I'm the muthafucking one I done put two sticks in my bun So they recognize me when I come I'm D-M-C like Run Listen mami
'ma rock the ice When the Tics do a show I'ma rock the mic Born in "New Jack City" like Wesley Snipes Drive a SS M.C with racing stripes Fronted two P
my league (you know my steez) I put the smackdown, on you killer clown M.C.'s [Method Man] (Streetlife) I rock for all my niggaz (I rock for all my niggaz
