Run (run) D (D), M (M), C (C) Rock (rock, rock) For you! (For you, for you) Fresh (fresh, fresh) For all you sucker MCs perpetratin' a fraud Your rhymes are cold wack and keep the crowd cold bored You're the kind of guy that girl ignored I'm drivin' a caddy, you fixin' a ford My name is Joseph Simmons, but my middle name's ward And when I'm rockin' on the mic, you should all applaud Because we're wheelin', dealin', we got a funny feelin' We rock from the floor up to the ceilin' We groove it, you move it, it has been proven We calm the savage beast because our music is soothin' We create it, relate it, and often demonstrate it We'll diss a sucker MC, make the other suckers hate it We're risin', suprisin', and often hypnotizin' We always tell the truth, and then we never slip no lies in No curls, no braids peasy-head and still get paid Jam master cut the record up and down and cross-fades Because the rhymes I say sharp as a nail Witty as can be and not for sale Always funky fresh, could never be stale Took a test to become an MC and didn't fail I couldn't wait to demonstrate All the super def rhymes that I create I'm a wizard of a word, that's what you heard And anything else is quite absurd I'm the master of a mic, that's what I say And if I didn't say that, you'd say it any way Bust into the party, come in the place See the first things come, the music in your face Girls on the walls, some on the floor With the DJ named jay with the cuts galore So listen to this because it can't be missed And you can't leave till you're dismissed You can do anything that you want to But you can't leave until we're through So relax your body and your mind And listen to us say this rhyme, hey You might think that you have waited Long enough till the rhyme was stated But if it were a test, it would be graded With a grade that's not debated Nothing too deep and nothing dense And all our rhymes make a lot of sense So move your butt to the cut Run amok, you're not in a rut Each and everybody out there, we got the notion We want to see y'all, all in motion Just shake, wiggle, jump up and down Move your body to the funky sound Side to side, back and forth We're the two mcs and we're gonna go off Stand in place, walk or run Tap your feet, you'll be on the one Just snap your fingers and clap your hands Our DJ's better than all these bands Huh We got all the lines and all the rhymes We don't drop dimes, and we don't do crimes We bake a little cake with duncan hines And never wear the pants they call the calvin kleins 'Cause Calvin Klein's no friend of mine Don't want nobody's name on my behind Lee on my legs, sneakers on my feet D by my side and jay with the beat (beat) Jay, jay, jay, jay, uh, uh We don't stop Don't, don't stop (jay) One, one, two, two, three, three The, the hollis, hollis crew, crew For, for, for, for, for the love now Cool t now, hah, hah My man, my man My, my man jam master In, in his place to be (jay, jay, jay, jay, jay) The big beat blaster Wailin', straight up rap Countin' green All the way live Re-remember you don't stop And, and, and, and you don't stop R-r-rock, rock the spot Stick 'em and you don't stop, hah (stick 'em) Run rocks it well, huh, well, well A-with the clientele Krush groove (young ladies in the place) We're-we're, we're-we're (bass) We're-we're, we're-we're in the hottest place Ha (cold crush), so larry Homeboys Now we're talkin' autographs Talkin' autographs and autographs Fly girls in the place Homeboys Hollis crew
Run (run) D (D), M (M), C (C) Rock (rock, rock) For you! (For you, for you) Fresh (fresh, fresh) For all you sucker MCs perpetratin' a fraud Your rhymes are cold wack and keep the crowd cold bored You're the kind of guy that girl ignored I'm drivin' a caddy, you fixin' a ford My name is Joseph Simmons, but my middle name's ward And when I'm rockin' on the mic, you should all applaud Because we're wheelin', dealin', we got a funny feelin' We rock from the floor up to the ceilin' We groove it, you move it, it has been proven We calm the savage beast because our music is soothin' We create it, relate it, and often demonstrate it We'll diss a sucker MC, make the other suckers hate it We're risin', suprisin', and often hypnotizin' We always tell the truth, and then we never slip no lies in No curls, no braids peasy-head and still get paid Jam master cut the record up and down and cross-fades Because the rhymes I say sharp as a nail Witty as can be and not for sale Always funky fresh, could never be stale Took a test to become an MC and didn't fail I couldn't wait to demonstrate All the super def rhymes that I create I'm a wizard of a word, that's what you heard And anything else is quite absurd I'm the master of a mic, that's what I say And if I didn't say that, you'd say it any way Bust into the party, come in the place See the first things come, the music in your face Girls on the walls, some on the floor With the DJ named jay with the cuts galore So listen to this because it can't be missed And you can't leave till you're dismissed You can do anything that you want to But you can't leave until we're through So relax your body and your mind And listen to us say this rhyme, hey You might think that you have waited Long enough till the rhyme was stated But if it were a test, it would be graded With a grade that's not debated Nothing too deep and nothing dense And all our rhymes make a lot of sense So move your butt to the cut Run amok, you're not in a rut Each and everybody out there, we got the notion We want to see y'all, all in motion Just shake, wiggle, jump up and down Move your body to the funky sound Side to side, back and forth We're the two mcs and we're gonna go off Stand in place, walk or run Tap your feet, you'll be on the one Just snap your fingers and clap your hands Our DJ's better than all these bands Huh We got all the lines and all the rhymes We don't drop dimes, and we don't do crimes We bake a little cake with duncan hines And never wear the pants they call the calvin kleins 'Cause Calvin Klein's no friend of mine Don't want nobody's name on my behind Lee on my legs, sneakers on my feet D by my side and jay with the beat (beat) Jay, jay, jay, jay, uh, uh We don't stop Don't, don't stop (jay) One, one, two, two, three, three The, the hollis, hollis crew, crew For, for, for, for, for the love now Cool t now, hah, hah My man, my man My, my man jam master In, in his place to be (jay, jay, jay, jay, jay) The big beat blaster Wailin', straight up rap Countin' green All the way live Re-remember you don't stop And, and, and, and you don't stop R-r-rock, rock the spot Stick 'em and you don't stop, hah (stick 'em) Run rocks it well, huh, well, well A-with the clientele Krush groove (young ladies in the place) We're-we're, we're-we're (bass) We're-we're, we're-we're in the hottest place Ha (cold crush), so larry Homeboys Now we're talkin' autographs Talkin' autographs and autographs Fly girls in the place Homeboys Hollis crew
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