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[Run] Mic checka. |
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[DMC] Yes y'all, and I am. |
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the grand, imperial wizard. D.M.C. |
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And you're listening to the sounds. |
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as we take you onnnnnn down. |
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to the lasssssssssssst STOP! |
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Come on everybody, let's all get down |
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K-k-k-coolin (coolin) relaxin and we're coolin |
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Rulin while we're schoolin?? the teacher who ya foolin? |
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While in, trainin, your brain and foe are entranced |
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I talk to tiny tots and just like Watson, \"Elementary\" |
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Back in eighty-two and three I made the word 'DEF' |
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Gave life to the mic now you know liggity-left |
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riggity-right (RIGHT, all that, swinger) |
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You was crappin in your Pampers now don't tamper with the?? |
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Baddest of the bad, I think of thickness here I come |
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I get dumb (diddy) dumb (diddy diddy) dumb dumb |
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(and here we go) Here we go! HERE WE HERE WE HERE WE GO |
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A lot (of niggaz) bitin (off my) old style flow |
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But up off the subject, you know I shut em down an' |
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I think I seen em sinkin matter fact I seen em drownin |
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(Yo who kicks the flavor?) DJ Run'll keep you guessin |
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Here's a little tip, it's the Tribe for your Quest'n |
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Two-seven and I'm representin, comin from HOLLIS |
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Queens is what I mean, Ma Dukes is cookin COLLARDS |
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Feelin like??, and matched up sticks |
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Down With the King, and we swing it on the mix |
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of a funky funky (new new) b-boy sound |
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So come on everybody let's all get down |
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Break backs, make tracks, take acts and wax a nigga |
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that lacks take gats tap at the trigga |
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D.M.C. you see I got a little bigga |
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Jam Master Jay a with the zigga-zigga |
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Produce, bamboost, let loose the sound |
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No groups or troops could boo me down |
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I slam and jam, command the land |
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Don't give a damn they ban, my band will stand |
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I come to you all knew my crew is true |
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Do what I do, I do since eighty-two |
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I got the rhyme, get mine, I got to climb |
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I won't retire, get higher, I won't resign |
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I'm here to stay okay won't fade away |
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I'm movin past the past I last all day |
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So here we go, I flow, you know the sound |
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So check the show, and yo, let's all get down |
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. yes yes y'all, a we don't stop |
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So come on and flip for me, grip and slip into a hipper tone |
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Not on the dull your skull, cause Run'll rip a dope |
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snare on the tear, rare you never heard this |
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This service served you well and I can tell you're gettin nervous |
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Run, here it come, get some, it's on the diddy-dumb |
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See a silly soft sucker down there???? of Run |
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Rowdy then you're audi gotta go don't want to be us |
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Torn then you're gone, WORD BOND, none can see us |
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Hop-along on your way, skip-along little Skippy |
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'fore I fly that box, me bust you all upper-lippy |
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Tribe Called Quest, and you don't stop |
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The Midnight Marauders, yeah you don't stop |
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Phife Diggidy, yeah you don't stop |
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Ali Shaheed, c'mon you don't stop??, yeah you don't stop |
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Check it on out, because you don't stop |
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To my niggaz out on Linden, you don't stop |
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The hardheads in effect, you don't stop |
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And to my niggaz in Hollis, you don't stop |
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All the kids up on Farmers, you don't stop |
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And to my peoples uptown, you don't stop |
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And all my peoples up in Brooklyn, you don't stop |
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And all my peoples in the Bronx, you don't stop |
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Zulu in effect, you don't stop |
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And to my people out West, you don't stop |
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A Run-D.M.C., gettin mad props |
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Check it on out, thanks to Run |
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and thanks to D, and JMJ |
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We on the way, up to the top |
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Never ever stop, gettin mad props, check it out |
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\"Then I'm out like shout, ooh-ahh, ooh-ahh |
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OOH-AHH, OOH-AHH! There it is Baby Pah.\" -> [Leaders of the New School] |
