| [8X] |
We get open! |
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[Run] |
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I seen you hopin and scopin I'm copin as I get you wide open |
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Dyin and lyin while you're cryin and mopin |
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Flippin and rippin money-grippin be gropin |
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The baddest apparatus got the fad as I'm open |
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I never slip or fell, I raise up ?? well |
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I bash you in your bell, you got static in hell |
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And when you seen the fire you got jealous, you jeal' |
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So sucker just retire, you admire my skill |
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I'm never the type of guy to close the door in your face |
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I got you wide open, Run is runnin a race |
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Takin what's mine and what's left is a waste |
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Leavin them behind and all suckers on the chase |
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Got a dope track, comin real dope an' |
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I get legit, we get, I get.. |
| [14X] |
We get open! |
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We get.. |
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[Jam Master Jay] |
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Word up! |
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I freak the beat up, boom! Now bass up, pick the pace up |
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Jam Master blastin through the plaster cause I has ta |
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Hard rocks like to rock it, you can't stop it |
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?? Poll in ten years, I'ma walk away a prophet ?? |
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You don't stop, I stop styles in the attic |
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Kick the fat flavor that you can't be mad at |
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?? what's the matter, more mix in granny's batter |
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Run-D.M.C.'s fatter, so kill the chit-chatter |
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Zigga zigga Jay, jigga jigga pump pump |
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Gettin bigger Babe Pah, figure nigga freak the funk |
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3 in the Head, ten yards to go |
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Blow up the spot for those that forgot |
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Stay stable as a navel, try an' rhyme rough and able |
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(With the Baldhead Kidz!) Word up, blow up the label |
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Boom boom boom, broke-in, got ya jok-in |
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Me, Run and D, we're gettin open! |
| [16X] |
We get open! |
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We get.. |
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[D.M.C.] |
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Open the door, let me in |
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so my rhyme, can now begin |
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Forget the hit and all the (shit) |
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that you used to get with, because it's not legit |
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I rewrote the script, I flip the ship |
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I bust a lip, it's time to rip the mic I grip |
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Darryl McDan', use abuse |
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I bruise the crews, I refuse to lose |
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My composure, I will bulldoze ya |
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A froze enclosure, where no one knows ya |
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Who dat - who flew that head, well it's said |
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D put the head to bed and you're dead |
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Moms is cryin, MC's is dyin |
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I'm knockin down jaws with paws, like a lion |
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I wrote the dope quotes, now the punks is scopin |
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I knuckle up and punch and bust his fronts open |
| [8X] |
We get open! |
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[Jam Master Jay and Onyx] |
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Word up, I'd like to thank G-O-D (man above) |
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Run-D.M.C. in the house (representin no question) |
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Onyx in the house (word up) |
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??Cha Skills?? on the wheels (word up) |
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Word up J-M-J ?? in the house |
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Randy D, get with me |
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We, we get, we, we get, we.. |
| [32X] |
We get open! |
