nah hafa deal wit' dat Yo, I'm a superstar for de world dem call I'm Darryl Mack" I turned around and said, "Word up cop!" He said, "D.M.C., take your
fell to the ground, nobody cares You ask why, the baby cry, a man laugh Nobody give a damn, that's how they livin on The Ave. ... AUUUGH! [D.M.C.] Away from The Ave
, name a track I don't run J'debarque sec a la Starsky C'est la guerre (Massive!) T'sais que c'est parti, esprit de panthere Siege dans mes dits d'artiste
!" - 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
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
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
brother fell to the ground, nobody cares You ask why, the baby cry, a man laugh Nobody give a damn, that's how they livin on The Ave. ... AUUUGH! [D.M.C.] Away from The Ave
[D.M.C.] And I say.. the brother's about to get naughty! Rockin you on down.. to the last.. STOP! [Run] See them on the corner, scheamin a scam Makin
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
don't stop It's like that y'all, and then we're ready to play It's no jive, it's live, and it's reggae Roots, rap.. [D.M.C.] My homeboy Jay, don't scratch
on I'm the portrait of a hustler and once again it's on I still got money buried in my backyard I'm bumpy like Johnson, they call me D-Don My shit's
If rap was B-Ball, I'd have assists like James Worthy Dribble the rock if you got the hots to get your knot rocked Twice my device, Run-D.MC's from my
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
ice, and on the mic, I am the nicest Me and my bitch ride for life like Osirus and Isis Yeah, word to Run-D.M.C. I'm (Tougher Than Leather-face) Never
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
'all it's yes y'allest the tallest Three the hardest from Hollis If we didn't lock the blocks a lot of blocks'd be jobless, son Run-D.M.C. and Jam Master
and these suckers are back So when you see the company that claim to be The truth you done get raw, see Check out the three, Run D.M.C. And the brothers
and use all that I speak to I bust a sucker, a nucca that I speak through They keep pursuin' never doin' D.M.C. you Get ready set up, I'm 'bout to go
