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Run D M C What S Next

go from here? I kick the lyrics strictly wreckin' the head Not forgotten what is written, stickin' to what is said When D is MC'n there's no bein' mislead

[Hook] Uh, uh yeah, yeah, oh Rap's new generation, N-n-next g-gen-gene-generation Rap's new generation Rap's new generation, N-n-next g-gen-gene-generation

Lately...What the fuck do you want with me? (*Talks*)Feel me (*Sings*)S.U.C. (*Talks*)That's my clique (*Sings*)S.U.C.. (*Talks*)That's my fam. (*Sings

my dick on hard Fuckin' all the interns 'cause I'm the boss Picked up the telephone to call one of my bitches Said, "What's up, Monica baby? Can you

, get ya fuckin ass dropped So here we go, the police against us Dark as dusk, waitin for the guns to bust (What's next man?) What's next, I don't know

up outta mine Before I creep and turn ya projects into Collumbine And I'm rap's MVP Don't make me remind ya'll what happened in D.C. This nigga ain't

best, see? Who in the fuck wanna test these niggas from the S-C-T, C-L-E? We got heat! Y'all know what happened to the thief when the king catch him stealin

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-O-double-G's

next album, 5 million and countin Anticipating, tellin the world I did it without him If Aftermath was a family that didn't have a mother I'd be Dre's newborn, you'd