Can I get Now DJ Run, I run and run to hit this ("Hit it, Run!") My is Joe I need hoe Can I get a (Hoe!) And when I come you're dumb You say, Who did this, did
Face you're lookin' dumb on, hum you hum on Beats are droppin' now and what and why and and how Drop it come on, on, I got some on, my tip Get me up and goin for the vickie vickie
through your teeth and what you see is what you get Suckers what you lack is you lickie lickie lick Now off esophagus that be coughin' out a rhyme Now some are dumb make fun of dem but Run and dem be
So on, come on, got you swingin' on my bo Suckers my facial but you see I lay you low I flow, you know, a pro and so Let me get a hoe on the low, "God damn!"
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like that y'all, it's like that y'all My name is Mac and I'm fat ya'll Back one more here to get mine in the flesh with the hardcore rhymes
Me, D.M.C. the MC shock the house and I'm still cock-dee Brothers know my style D. Mac buck You wonder where I've been? I've been gone for a
Back to the wick-wick-wack Me Mac suckers on my bozack Down with Run so don't act Run-D.M.C., like a shot gun In effect, I'm still rulin' "I'm the king", and I'm still
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My is Jay, the Jam Master, gettin' loose had some, but now I got the Juice I'm gettin' stupid, you why I'm ill? 'Cause I've been around, and still got these
Two mic check gettin' A street nigga, so yo show respect I make you jump jump around wicked Run-D.M.C., and Jam kickin' it
the flow that's slow 'cause I'm good to go Still a show, gettin' dough, and aiyyo Straight from Hollis, Queens, yeah, you me "Jay!" Peace,
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the King of Rock, hoe around the tick-tock Rappers Joseph Simmons, ever since I dropped rock box platinum, waxin' 'em while I'm maxin' 'em "Who's house?" God's house, so chill while I'm 'em
Rappers poppin' mad smack, about the of rap Ten million sold, seven digit JMJ, busy on the cross fader Beats hardcore, diesel like the
Respect the crown underground Any they built Run it down!
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