It's Over" (feat. Jermaine Dupri)
[Jermaine Dupri] uh huh
ah hah ah hah
see when y'all heard that all I'm doin is laughin' at all y'all niggers that been frontin' on my man's in there man, these niggers started this shit man
[Run] When I come to the show that I rock and the flow that I drop y'all know Run kills the mic can't forget about the olds that I got and the rolls in the spot ya'll know I'm still the right how ya gonna take an old song been around so long so so def the name is tight done went from a DJ to an MC to the REV like overnight everybody lookin' players get shook when Rev Run walk up in the spot even though the crooks that be livin' up out in Brooklyn just can't help but point and laugh everywhere I go now people say "oh wow" cause they know how I get It don't matter if it's motown all the way to your town you can't slow down my game
[Jermaine Dupri] can't slow it down man think about this from 1983 to 2000, its 2001 and these niggas are still on the run y'all niggas just crazy ya'll out here tryin' to front like __nigga went and bought a pair of shell toes the f*ck is wrong with y'all
[Run] People wanna hear Rev Run say cuz I got dough that I must be a type of fraud but you know that the thing that's funny this garden ain't money, how rich is the lawn went and got JD , made me crazy play me up in the club got a brand new mercedes for my lady bustin me I'm older to a Bentley and all that come out the garage on the side of a grand prestigious home Y'all ask if I'm blessed, by God player what you thought, what Rev do you see on gotta make these dollars, comin outta Hollis got my collar on two, I got the rhyme on the beat and the vibe in the street and now the rest is on you
[Jermaine Dupri] the rest is on me man let me let j'all know somethin' the first rap group to get on MTV heard heavy ya heard me and then they go turn around and resurrect Aerosmith like you know what I mean, there ain't none of that, know what I'm sayin and if it weren't for these cats man y'all wouldn't know nothin' about no LL Cool J or Beastie Boys you know what I mean and this comin' from me I'm lookin at it man since I've been 13 years old, now I been watchin these cats man I aint no old nigga, but I know nigga ya heard me ya know what I'm sayin', so stop all that frontin' man stop all your frontin' ya heard me ya hear
[Run] We get the hits that I made on the gig that I played if ya had love back in the day just raised up my kicks and changed the spit and returned the Run y'all love today I picked the mic back up, came right back up to the top where I'm supposed to be [JD:] (supposed to be) and when the track light up y'all come back right up y'all playa's too close to me
[Jermaine Dupri] You know what I used to like? the way my man used to come up on stage and grab the mic or just throw the damn stand across the stage man then he used to tell his man like "Yo D, come right here in the middle of the stage, grab yo dick and say what you gotta say" and you know what D used to say he used to say "Party people, your dreams have now been fullfilled, get out your seats and let's get ill that's right y'all, we not just rough, we more than tough" and when it comes to shit like this hah we got enough know what I mean? you know who the f*ck I am you know my name, you know my game its So So Def, Run DMC
Queens Day" (feat. Nas & Prodigy of Mobb Deep)
[Nas:] With the Kings of rock now, nigga Know what I mean?
[DMC:] Queens day cash made on Hollis Ave. Queen's Queen's Queen's yea yea yea, make, make it, make it seem easy Queens day cash made on Hollis Ave. Q-B-O-R-O nigga
Yo, from the days of encore Niggers hung around blocks and corner stores Huggin' gold chains of fantasies rushing the door Niggers from Rochdale, poppin' shells snatching rings Fly from sure kings from Queens press the one-eighteen I have my eyes open stepping out into the world So fiendish, Old English till I earl, growing pains a young kid learning early how to know the game USA roller-skate ring, marks the crews with techniques Clean streets, hustlers, crack, cocaine Getting back by throwing block parties and basketball games A lot of cash made on Hollis Ave Fast to change, high rollers was living, Until the taskforce came A lot of ghost-towns and memories, bad-blooded enemies So many die with the same gangster pride that entered me These are the old-timers, they who taught us How to stand strong and pass it on to the sons and daughters With your flow, and I'm proud to be all that I know Q-B-O-R-O, nigga who I'd die for, survive war How we came a long way in solidarity Don't let nothing try to spoil this day To Run, D and Jay is love and my thugs salute Cause real love is the only thing that comes above this loot Carhard jeans that makes me think of LL's troops Let's celebrate it's Queens day this one's for you
Queens day Cash made on Hollis Ave Q, B-O-R-O nigga make it, make it seem easy Queens day Cash made on Hollis Ave Q, B-O-R-O nigga make it, make it seem easy Queens day Cash made on Hollis Ave Q, B-O-R-O nigga make it, make it seem easy Queens day Cash made on Hollis Ave Queens, Queens....
Some come out of their hometown and they never get dough But three teens from Queens take over the world and never let go Just regular cats you know, that just happened to blow Not synonymous with Hollis Jay, Darryl and Joe Ayo we made it so that others can grow Look at LL, A Tribe Called Quest , mam and Nas let's go Ain't taking credit be showing pride look at us now Got haters mouths all opened wide wondering how In some cases the only thing that father and son Have in common, is their love for Run Been the illest since day one, too advanced to ever be caught Who's more legendary than me? That's what I thought And if somebody want to test mine, yo watch this: Peter Piper picked pepper: See, I knew you knew the next line, and I bet you said it Just spend a minute, I'm still the king of the world So don't forget it:
Queens day Cash made on Hollis Ave Q, B-O-R-O nigga make it, make it seem easy Queens day Cash made on Hollis Ave Q, B-O-R-O nigga make it, make it seem easy Queens day Cash made on Hollis Ave Q, B-O-R-O nigga make it, make it seem easy Queens day Cash made on Hollis Ave Q, B-O-R-O nigga, who I die for
[This verse needs some work] This is for my Q dogs, who lit a block's bright spark We grew up on Old English, summertime Roy with this park used to be the shit While they had to stop on the Ave niggas looting all the jewelry spots Kicked the shirt kegs for ewe everybody stopped Let it match my cork tests nights Niggas getting raw, get the back door Coming out with bags, we used to get our go fronts From Eddy's gold caps, whatcha know about that I bet the whole Queens go around 86th with the Chrome bash crew The young guns and laws voice made the new scream Create Death story two The story is true, so let's party for the furor we say And everybody come outside, cause it's Queens day kid
Queens day Cash made on Hollis Ave Q, B-O-R-O nigga make it, make it seem easy Queens day Cash made on Hollis Ave Q, B-O-R-O nigga make it, make it seem easy Queens day Cash made on Hollis Ave Q, B-O-R-O nigga make it, make it seem easy Queens day Cash made on Hollis Ave Q, B-O-R-O nigga make it, make it seem easy Queens day Cash made on Hollis Ave Q, B-O-R-O nigga make it, make it seem easy Queens day Cash made on Hollis Ave Q, B-O-R-O nigga make it, make it seem easy
Crown Royal"
For they, is the kingdome and the power, and the glory Forever...
The King's a ruler, the ruler rules [x4]
[Run] I'm the epitome of royalty, you versus me, it's a joke I'm a rage, amazing blaze, you cigarette smoke Your video's number one and that was part of my plan Went from Rock Box to a whole countdown jam Took rock music, switched and flipped and made it raw Anyway you've played it, we've played it before in '84 Every show, a hundred thousand people or more Famous still give us tours, and we be tryin' not to take em' all I bake em' all quicker than Sara Lee, come battle me Imagine that, what a sight that'll be Front page of the times, I can read the headlines now Rev Run beat clown down, when tryin' to take his crown
The King's a ruler, the ruler rules [x4]
I'm the reason you started rhyming I'm the reason rap sales started climbing That's why I'm still headlining I'm the King and before I leave your ass gonna learn Yeah, y'all each wanna burn, wait your turn Run, I'm a living legend, my suggestion is learn your lesson I'll leave you stressing, confessing and begging for a blessing And whatever your impression..it better be, that we the top pedigree bringing y'all energy since '83 I run this here since way back when I picked up a pair of adidas, and make y'all wear em' again If you thought it, I done did it, heard it, I done spit it New cats wanna pay their respect, son I'm with it But if not, I'm a reclaim the top of the charts Doin' shows with dough flows frip 'em apart Other than that, I'll just be holding my own Crown royalty up on a throne, for real
The King's a ruler, the ruler rules [x8]
[DMC] Our father, who art in heaven hollowed be thy name, thy kingdome come Thy will be done Forever...
The King's a ruler, the ruler rules [x13]
Them Girls" (feat. Fred Durst)
Ah, Ya, yeah, ya
[Run-DMC] Seen this girl on the block by the boon-ah On the spot she was down for the boom-mark Drop doc she was rockin a Tupac Said: yo D now me, what's you got He says: ba boo bang, ba boo bang Ba boo bang
[Fred Durst] Seen a girl so crystal clean, I mean Since I've been on the scene I've dreamed Of girls to tops poofs on rooftops Now this girl, who cruises the two pack Get this girl in my bathtub, and rub my back rub My bathroom's like a nightclub A few ladies in my tin to find the limb A few ladies in the bin, to put some yellow in Any mighty fine fellow men like myself To organize the panties on the shelves
[Chorus.] Them girls, them girls Them girls I do adore
I like em' sweet and fine I get a wine to bind All kinds I love them all
Them girls, them girls Them girls around the way
I like a limit to a lime The women so fine sometimes they make me say:
Had a fly girl go called her honey Make this spent up all my money Fred went to bed with a girl from college, what He told me she was looking for dollars E to MC that don't get played Girls gonna chase him, but they don't get paid They might get naked, but they don't get laid The school needs girls who made first grade
I like the small girls, I like the tall girls I like all the girls looking merry, call girls So Run, let's bring the girls in And their girlfriends, but no one let the squirrels in As for the boyfriends step on joy When the girlfriends come home and bring Limp Bizkit toys in I like erection when I'm in the states But no silicone cause' I don't like the fake shit
[Chorus.] Them girls, them girls Them girls I do adore
I like em' sweet and fine I get a wine to bind All kinds I love them all
Them girls, them girls Them girls around the way
I like a limit to a lime The women so fine sometimes they make me say:
Them girls, them girls Them girls, them girls Them girls, them girls Them girls, them girls Them girls, them girls Them girls, them girls Them girls, them girls Them girls, them girls
Yo, yo girls in line now Girls galore, girls I've never even seen before The way they sway, that makes me smile And Run gett a dime on the top of the pile
Girls are freaking things are good Girls can fill up my neighborhood But don't take my sunshine I'll be OK Some seam girlies I hear are snakes
[Chorus. (X2)] Them girls, them girls Them girls I do adore
I like em' sweet and fine I get a wine to bind All kinds I love them all
Them girls, them girls Them girls around the way
I like a limit to a lime The women so fine sometimes they make me say
Them girls, them girls Them girls, them girls Them girls, them girls Them girls, them girls Them girls, them girls Them girls, them girls Them girls, them girls Them girls, them girls
The School Of Old" (feat. Kid Rock)
[Run] Now the things I do to make me a star and you could be too if you know who you are [Kid Rock] Like a bum on the corner big boy in the car (car) see the ki ki Kid Rock with the Bawitdaba we are hard as raw, what you saw is law [Run] Once again my friend, it's Dj Run on tour [Kid Rock] like Dj Run's his name [Run] and Kid Rock is his [Kid Rock] He's DMC, it's like that [Run] and that's the way it is
[Kid Rock] Beats get ya ? hurrah
[Run:] Jay
[Kid Rock:] homes eatin' Joe's, the punks on this Rover
[Run:]
Jay, Run, and D M C that's
[Kid Rock:] ne ne never been a time like this thats so vital
[DMC:] I'm the king of rock
[Run:] cause that's my title then take account one two three
[DMC:] Jam Master Jay, Run DMC
[Kid Rock:] YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH
[Run:] YOU SEE IIIIIII
[Kid Rock:] want respect
[Run:] and
[Kid Rock:] but then you're all like a ball that I have checked
[Run:] and the shots that they take have no effect
[Kid Rock:] some punk tried to dunk but he broke his neck cuz I rock harder, and I roll farther you wanna battle Kid Rock bitch don't bother
[Run:] don't waste your time, messin' with my rhyme
[Kid Rock:] the only kick you'll get outta this
[Run:] is in your behind
[Kid Rock:] YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH [with "Run D" throughout]
[DMC:] Run Run DMC
[Kid Rock:] fire plagues my name is worldwide when we yes yes y'all we rock it all night
[Run:] the other MC's doin' rock n roll (roll) its Run DMC, Kid Rock patrol Dj Run till I'm done DMC's the soul got MTV on remote control (control) platinum platinum can't mess with gold we never let go of the mic's we hold our joints get played cause the __ DMC spittin' flames while your jams is cold over 30 million records worldwide we sold Daryl Mac, Jam Jay, and my name is Joe the other MC's know about the show hook the turntables up to the telephone pole rock a rhyme 99 till it's time to go cuz ___Dj Run got a rhyme to flow I come from a school that they call the old DMC's deva devasted mic control I come from a school that they call the old we never let go of the mic's we hold I come from a school that they call the old over 30 million records worldwide we sold I come from a school that they call the old It's Run DMC Kid Rock patrol (patrol patrol patrol patrol patrol patrol patrol patrol)
[Kid Rock:] YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH
[Run:] I come from a school that they call the old
[DMC:] dum diddy dum diddy diddy dum dum
[Run:] you see IIIIIII
[Kid Rock:] want respect
[Run:]
[Kid Rock:] but then you're all like a ball that I have checked
and the shots that they take have no effect
[Kid Rock:] some punk tried to dunk but he broke his neck cuz I rock harder and I roll farther you wanna battle Kid Rock bitch don't bother
[Run:] don't waste your time messin' with my rhyme
[Kid Rock:] the only kick you'll get outta this
[Run:] is in your behind
Take The Money And Run" (feat. Everlast)
[Run] Let me tell you about what I love with Gina Lover like no other couldn't get in between her Always stayed fly man, I'm wishing to seen her Said they had a scheme, but nobody believed her No real job cause she stay in the street Gina didn't nail but the love made beats When they want to eat, they just walked in the store They took what they wanted man they the illest you saw So one day they went uptown and seen em' with ice Butter liked to change and Gina said they're breaking ice Next thing you know they wan to pull of the heights Shook to the look and shoot the tulip twice Down with old Sherman as they flew in the air Butter acting rough and Ram was struck by the pair Gina had the door cause she goofed with the gun They both grabbed the money and run
[Chorus] Come on take the money and run (run) Come on take the money and run, hey hey hey Come on take the money and run Come on take the money and run, hey hey hey
Smoothie was a rookie that was doing a scene Used to be a dog, now he's doing it clean Ironic he was cupping and they gave him the spot Now Butter buffing Hollis used to chill in the park Said run around they way with a brand new band Gina looking pretty in the city of frame Smoothie said y'all got to get these in And these are the two I've got to act enhanced And these were from Hollis promised not to tell And leave these cocks from a long, long trail Smoothie saw Gina and a chick turned pale Ronnie saying something like she know got bailed Butter said promise me I won't see jail Smoothie won a watch in a brand new cell Butter and Gina moved to Pepsi cola Smoothie got a rollie and I'm on the roller
[Chorus] Come on take the money and run (run) Come on take the money and run, hey hey hey Come on take the money and run, that's what I say Come on take the money and run, yeah yeah yeah
All I can say is about the story And living like Butter love is not floury Let me show you how we get the money legit Jack B. Nimble was nimble and he was quick Well Run-DMC is the kings of rock Rolled to the top and then we never get dropped You still have us chilling in 2001 And me and D will take the money and run
[Chorus] Come on take the money and run (run) Come on take the money and run, hey hey hey Come on take the money and run, that's what I say Come on take the money and run, hey hey hey Come on take the money and run, that's what I say Come on take the money and run, yeah yeah yeah Come on take the money and run, aha Come on take the money and run, hey hey hey Hey hey hey Hey hey hey Hey hey hey That's what I say
Rock Show" (feat. Stephan Jenkins of Third Eye Blind)
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 I be internationally known Even got chrome on my microphone
I ain't stoopid y'all, outrageous Actin like Run can't rock all ages So...Joe - act like y'all don't know Run be rockin since Kurtis Blow
Me and my brother be gettin this dough Came in the door, said it befoe' These are the Kings from around the way Run-DMC and Jam Master Jay...
[Chorus:]
I'm the King (what's up?) of ROCK! Who am I? I'm the King (of what?) of ROCK! WHO ARE WE? I'm the King (alright, never let ya down) of ROCK! In the end it's just a rock song I'm the King (alright, alright, alright) of ROCK! In the end it's just a rock song
Y'all wanna know what it takes to be An MC like D in the place to be Gotta a house on the hill full of family With the grass more green than a gram of weed
Stars in the cars on the way to my Show Gettin raw at the pub when they're drinking the mo With a cigar and the pumps he be getting the dough And unchanged with the lane and the range of the roll
Just 'cause y'all know my name Heard my fame and seen my game Don't mean I'm all about the glitter and glam The King of Rock - is who I am
Raw - we are - by law First one rockin' in Adidas y'all saw Jumped on Tour way back in '84 Jay, Run, D, Macs rock-knockin' at your door
[Chorus:]
I'm the King (alright, never let ya down) of ROCK! In the end it's just a rock song I'm the King (alright, never let ya down) of ROCK! Cause in the end it's just a rock song I'm the King (alright, never let ya go) of ROCK! cause in the end it's just a rock song I'm the King (alright, alright, alright) of ROCK! In the end it's just a rock song Who am I? I'm the King (alright, alright, alright/of what?) of ROCK! In the end it's just a rock song
Here We Go 2001" (feat. Sugar Ray)
[DMC] Check this out One, two three, in the place to be
[Run] And this is sugar Ray and Run DMC, here we go DMC and DJ Run Dum diddi dum diddi diddi dum dum We're rocking on the mic and then you know where we're from Dum diddi dum diddi diddi dum dum We hope y'all ready for the big beat drum Drum diddi dum diddi diddi drum drum So people in the place hear the big beat drum Here he come, here he come, here he kitty come come
Cool chief rocker, don't drink further Used to keep chiffon inside my locker Used to get toed down, now I slow down Hold the flow down from mo town to yo town I be the MC the ripper knight lead They said to me, luck it might be slightly But if it's luck, then I'm the luckiest you know I'm running this keep on rock yo, here we go
And the history of the soul And this be going on and on Since the days of rock n' roll Purple hair hip hop and soul, here we go Here we go yeah, here we go now Yeah, DJ Run:
[Run-DMC] Rhymes so def, rhymes rhymes galore Rhymes that you've never even heard before Say you've heard my rhymes, we're gonna have to fight Cause I just made the hot shut up last night That's right I'm rhyming tight to catch on the block Took it to new heights look at Kid Rock y'all I eat the rock crock, to put y'all on To have a Limp Bizkit in a piece of corn
[DMC and DJ run] Dum diddi dum diddi diddi dum dum We're rocking on the mic and then you know where we're from Dum diddi dum diddi diddi dum dum We hope y'all ready for the big beat drum Drum diddi drum diddi diddi drum drum So people in the place hear the big beat drum Here he come, here he come, here he kitty come come
Devastated mic controller The word wizard and the chief rock puller Bad beat boy made for the beat girls Rock through the rhymes as the turntable swirls Supreme people who was born to talk And over any recorded rap king we'll mix all These are the kings from around the way: Run, DMC, and Jam Master Jay
And the history of the soul And this be going on and on Since the days of rock n' roll Purple hair hip hop and soul, here we go Here we go yeah, here we go now Yeah, DJ Run
Ahhh" (feat. Chris Davis)
[Chris Davis] Uh-huh, yeah, what? Yo, yo Aiyyo I seen Run with the chrome spinnin Watchin the Knicks in the back of the 6 Pulled up on the side like, "Who's winnin?" Nigga said, "Me since eighty-three, get it right" Politely flashed his Roley, then dipped to the light Next night seen him on stage with some platinum shells with baguettes on the side that spelled "Raising Hell" I said, "Run the crowd yell like you paid 'em well" Then he said to ask Bertha Dell, who the hell? Oh well - I thought I was done bein impressed until my man called me up and told me listen to Flex {"Yo yo yo, turn on Flex"} I ain't know what to do It was like Run was sunnin everybody but then again the shit was true MC's must want him gone, hoppin on chrome sayin they the kings, please, you kept the seat warm Ain't nobody better than this twenty year veteran Even as a Reverand, hotter than you ever been It don't really matter who the hell you are The fakest of all cats or the biggest of stars (uh-huh) Tryin to doubt these three, you breakin the law They the kings, LEAVIN Y'ALL IN AWE, THAT'S REAL PAW
[Chorus: Run] Like ahhh, Dunn done did it again Ahhh, pad done hit the pen Ahhh, man they droppin gems Ahhh, the kid's bout stackin the ends
[Run] Yo, Rev. Run, run the block, swerve the Dat' Flow is hot, don't need no gun to cock I'm sick of Vidal, your brother tried to get me to fall I'm kickin it raw, even in the thick of it all Run laps around wack cats, I hate DAT's Since way back, made great tracks, I lace raps Yo face that, before you catch aluminum bats from numerous cats with Run-D.M.C. on they hats You ain't gettin no show 'til your album out The label don't wanna spend money yo what's THAT about? No clout, had to settle for a fake amount While my catalogue bigger than your bank account No doubt, I'm the greatest all time fo' sho' Rev. Run comin through and leavin niggaz in awe
[Chorus - 2X]
[CD] Yo Run remember that night at the light in the back of the 6? [Run] Yeah I was mad the Knicks lost, I got a new whip [CD] Yeah I see, the Bentley Arnage, with the four doors [CD] What is that, for more horse? [Run] Nah son, for more tours [Run] I see you've been peepin me for quite some time [CD] Yo my bad [Run] Ain't a thing, nigga I noticed you rhyme [CD] Yo what a nigga gotta do to be more like you? [CD] A nigga like me ain't got a clue [Run] First things first I DJ, Run all the rappers [Run] Actors, they want status [CD] But they can't have this [CD] Since "Krush Groove" you been makin them papes [CD] A lot of rap movies been made since but most of them fake [Run] Thanks for the compliment kid, now jump BACK in your car [Run] It's the Reverand leavin niggaz in awe, that's real paw like
[Chorus - 4X]
Let's Stay Together (Together Forever)"
Let's stay together Yo, yeah, DMC my man In the place to be Yo, this song is dedicated to (word) (Whether good days, happy or sad) To all of those that's been down with each other since day one Aha, let's keep it together
[Run] Now we've been all around the world From the corner of the block to the top of the world and back We're the royalty on the Ave, ain't nobody ever have And the brand new jet black Cadillac We've been down since day one And no matter where I go people want to see him next to me They say "What's up with D?" I used to jam all across the land The coliseum, even MSG, when Raising Hell were cassettes In the shelves, and the plush hotel after every show We were just kissing the mic, living the life Of MTV and the radio And so you Jay and me said "it's 83'" We're living and sticking together like a family And no matter what, the rule must be That it's guaranteed that I'm for you, and you for me So:
[Chorus] Let's stay together let's stay together Loving you whether, love is good and bad And happy or sad
Yo, my love of the mic, can't touch my love for my wife Baby I ain't going nowhere, specially the way you smile When you have my child, or when I rock the crowd Can't wait to be right there Even my kids that ain't yours is still yours Cause you love him and treat him like your very own We be holding hands and I be holding doors And when my mother in-law spend time alone Call her about five hundred times a day When I'm often gone cause I'm on the road And when I'm on the phone, you know I want to be home Cause that's the one and only spot where I really belong You know our love, called you the preachers' wife But the keys to bed lead living it up And everybody would know, them seen us in the video On the dance floor straight cutting it up I love you baby
[Chorus] Let's (come on)let's stay together, let's stay together Loving you whether, days are good or bad, or happy or sad
To me, you mean the world No matter what it is you say or do I always I will be there for you So no, no matter what, let's stay together
In the good life, happy or sad You mean the world, no matter what is it you say or do I always will be there for you So no, no matter what, let's stay together In the good life, happy or sad Let's, let's stay together Loving you whether, love is good or bad, and or happy or sad
Ain't no beats to lead somebody you love Best thing in life, is to have somebody ya heard So keep it together Good days, happy or sad
Ay Papi" (feat. Bo Skaggs Nitty, Fat Joe)
Ay papi, tu sabe, yo tengo (??)
[Run] Got senoritas in Adidas over in Spain The Don of San Juan got 'em goin insane Got chicks in Spanish Harlem holdin they brain In Sao Paolo they follow, doin the same Admiration for Run since "Sucker M.C.'s" Papi bilingual, sell a single with ease Y'all think that I'm done, Run don't got no flow? What is you loco? I'm grande gato pa-po Run and Bo, D.M.C. and Fat Joe Fo' cats on the same track got dough Us cuatro, lock flow, you don't know? From New York City to Puerto Rico (whoa)
[Chorus] Ay papi, tu sabe, yo tengo (??) You got my fire burnin.. Ay papi, tu sabe, yo tengo (??) You got my fire burnin..
[Fat Joe] Uhh, uhh What's goin on black? Goin platinum and beyond that Layin down the format, sippin on that Cognac Where the Don at? I'm at Hollis with the kings payin homage to the things they accomplished in they teens and I never stop throwin them flings Control of the game, I'm right here over the rain A human pot of gold, I already had a lot of flow Ready to rock steady with Run and make a lot of dough
[D.M.C.] You might tell from the way I talk that sucker MC's is who I stalk Create in a rhyme that is in formation Or why I made such a rap creation That is bound, to be reknowned within this city as a funky sound And to those that try to put me down My DJ has jams, by the pound (c'mon, let's go)
[Chorus]
[Bo Skaggs Nitty] Skaggs Nit' Aiyyo I rolled up, in the spot that I rolled up My ice glitter like hold up All the chickens like, "Look at Bo, he done growed up Thinks he the bomb, bet his beeper stay blowed up" So much frost on my wrist look my fist froze up A photographer is tryin to get a little close up Why cause I'm a star now? Buy out the bar now? Or I press one button, start up my car now? I heard that you wanna spar now, so baby it's on I spit flows, rip shows 'til the day that I'm gone And this day I hit 'em off I'll have America sewn Rich plat', rims chrome, spin (?) to your dome I entered your home, lick you down, strictly to bone The hit that I'm on got Spanish mamis singin my song
[Chorus - 1.5X]
Simmons Incorporated" (feat. Method Man,Dig Dast,Gold D,Jamel Simmons)
[Intro: Dig Dast (Jamel Simmons) {Gold D}] Yo my nigga Jamel Simmons what the deal nigga? (Gold D, Dig Dast what's goin down, what's goin down) {Aight, what's goin on, what's goin on What's the deal pa, where you headed son?} (Yo I'm bout to go to the studio and lay smash hit Wit my Uncle Run, boy) {Word?} Ain't he a Reverend now, collectin plates At churches and shit? (He's spittin flames right now baby He at the top of his game, right now I'm tellin, I'm show you, watch Youknowhatimean? He's a born again, hooligan) Uh-huh
[Jamel Simmons] I'm red rum, Reverend Run, brother son, earthquakin Industry shakin, you kiddin me? We money makin Your money fake son, I'll call you clay cuz you get's Play-Doh Jamel and Joey Simmons holdin millions on the lay low Platinum hailos, hero heads high from hydro Hit the dime on the combo, she try to diss my rhyme flow She ain't know we only glamorous like Phat Farm fashion Simmons name sinamous wit this cash It's our passion... what!?
[Run] Yo basically I'm here to rename rap, it ain't rap no more Call it Simmons Incorporated, since '74 Lotta money in this fam, think about it Me wit Run-D.M.C., and him over at Def Jam Well damn, how the hell you think we livin? How you think it feel to be a Simmons Imagine Christmas and Thanksgiving People wanna know why I ain't on my brother's label If I did this whole rap game be unstable Went over to Arista wit Mr. Davis, for the change of neighbors It's only fair that we share those naked papers You can tell a cat serious about rap and it ain't luck If 20 years after his first single, his name's stuck From '74 to '99, did novice to king, wit a million MC's waitin in line Keep a barrel on this album if my man's and them rise
[Method Man] Now speed it up, uh
[Chorus 2X: Run] Run really make ya wanna drop, drop Now wanna make ya go live, live Now wanna make ya go live, live Now hold up
[Method Man] Now I walked on ice and never fell I spent my time in a plush hotel John-John Phenomenon, deadly but calm Word to my born, dead by dawn Got the right to bear arm, ring the alarm! Another sound boy dyin, hot irons Slugs flyin out the hardware appliance Baby mamma cryin, sobbin and grievin You was at aws wit them kids till they made it even Let down ya guard, yes you did, now you barely breathin To unaware, open season on a duck, we don't give a what Yo best best to give it up Sho indeed, let's Run D's MC's, they phony Some hump free, they mad bogey Saddle up ya horse, if the sunset mosey Jam Master Jay deserve a trophy for this track, right? Futuristic G past type, if that's yo girlfriend She wasn't last night punk, little boy Stylin mad chump, ain't no wins here This sport's extreme, know what I mean? Gettin royalty, +Down With the King+!!!
[D.M.C.] Crack, crack, cracks in the cradle Cracks, in the cradle Cracks in the cradle, cokes in the spoon Little Boy Blue higher than the moon Will he, will he want a weapons, will he wanted the wound I come to school and lay down the rules Two, two, two channel empty guzzle, brake gallons of drop Shorty wit the forty, once sport in the dark Co-co-corner, black as a goner Didn't really wanna call my momma in Savannah
[Mike Ransom] I spit dynamite ignite turn off lights Recite, spit poetry type, get my squad physically hype Get a hundred blast from Funkmaster, crush ya life +Blast+ Time to go now, show these fake rappers the way to go down Down With The Kings, like Smokey down wit Motown Who wanna come and see, come and test me Take about a million MC's to wet me For Run-D.M.C. I let shells fly, freein the five Wit the red eye, niggas talkin to much Tape 'em up, leave 'em hog tied
[Kenny Cash] You thinkin about it way to hard, how to get down wit the Gods Kenny Cash, the Bronx cat, but it'll ride wit gats Peep chicks huggin the sacks, yours scratchin the back I'mma shark in a shack, y'all cats is feedin the fish Now hate and feed wit clips, nigga that leave you ripped And I'm leavin 'em dry, shit's crushed wit bleadin lips Bet I, leave these chips, and a C.L.K. After I hang plaques in the spot wit Run, D and Jay
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