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Now Peter Piper picked peppers, but Run rocked rhymes |
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Humpty Dumpty fell down, that's his hard time |
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Jack B. Nimble was nimble, and he was quick |
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But Jam Master cut faster, Jack's on Jay's dick |
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Now little Bo Peep cold lost her sheep |
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And Rip van Winkle fell the hell asleep |
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And Alice chillin' somewhere in Wonderland |
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Jack's serving Jill a bucket in his hand |
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And Jam Master Jay's making out our sound, |
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The turntables might wobble but they won't fall down |
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Now Dr. Seuss and Mother Goose both did their thing |
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But, Jam Master's gettin' loose and D M C's the king |
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'Cause he's the adult entertainer, child educator |
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Jam Master Jay, king of the crossfader |
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He's the better of the best, best believe he's the baddest |
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Perfect timin' when I'm climbin', I'm rhymin' apparatus |
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Lotta guts, when he cuts, girls move their butts |
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His name is Jay, hear the play, he must be nuts |
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And on the mix, real quick and I'd like to say |
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He's not Flash but he's fast and his name is Jay |
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It goes a one, two, three and |
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Jay's like King Midas, as I was told |
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Everything that he touched turned to gold |
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He's the greatest of the great, get it straight he's great |
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Claim fame 'cause his name is known in every state |
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His name is Jay to see him play will make you say |
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"God damn, that DJ made my day" |
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Like the butcher, the baker, the candlestick maker |
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He's a maker, a breaker and a title taker |
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Like the little old lady who lived in a shoe |
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If cuts were kids, he would be due |
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I'm not lying, y'all, he's the best I know |
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And if I lie, my nose will grow |
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Like the little wooden boy named Pinochio |
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And you all know how the story goes |
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Tricks are for kids he plays much gigs |
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He's the big bad wolf and you're the three pigs |
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He's the big bad wolf in your neighborhood |
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Not bad meaning bad, but bad meaning good, there it is |
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We're Run DMC got a beef to settle |
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Run's not Hansel, D's not Gretel |
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Jay's a winner, not a beginner |
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His pocket gets fat while others get thinner |
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J-Jump on Jay like cows jump moons |
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People chase Jay like dish and spoon |
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And like all fairy tales end |
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You'll see Jay again my friend, huh |
