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Born to rock around the clock |
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You can't say I'm not |
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And in case you forgot |
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I'm the king of rock! |
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I'm the devestating mic controller DMC |
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And can't nobody mess around with me |
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I'm the king of rock, rap, and a rhyme |
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I deal what I feel and it feels fine |
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If the girl's play the chase then I will play |
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Around with sound put down for the rhymes I say |
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Beats flow from Joe and never stop |
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Better get yourself together let's rock, hit it Run |
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Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run |
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Run, Run |
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You, jump, watch your clock, while I rock your spot |
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I'm better known to the world as the king of rock |
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I like to speak my piece when I'm on the mic |
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I'm the best, or at least, I'm the one you like |
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And when I serve you deserve to hear what I say |
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I throw a curve he got the nerve to make a triple play |
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Now how devestating can an MC be? |
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My name is Darryl, but you can call me D, hit it Run |
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Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run |
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It's called, gangsta hard rock, non-stop hip-hop |
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And it's headed for the top by the rhymes I pop |
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For every race place color country county or creed |
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And all of the places that I MCed |
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B-Boy badness to the highest degree |
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And it can't be a boy unless you be D |
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You can't bust a cherry or crush a grape |
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And if you ain't got this tape you're in bad shape |
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Beats flow from Joe and never stop |
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Better get yourself together, let's rock |
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Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run |
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Run, Run, Run |
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Do you really believe what's going on? |
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I was conceived and I was born |
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I once was lost but now I'm found |
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Tell your bunch I'm boss I run this town |
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I leave all suckers in the dust |
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Those dumb mother******s can't mess with us |
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Beats flow from Joe and never stop |
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Better get yourself together, let's rock, hit it run |
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Run, Run, Run, Run |
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I was straight from the start performin' art |
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Climbin' up the chart while others fall apart |
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The three outlaws in the music trade |
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We won't rob but our job is to get paid |
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'Cause Run has fun if Jay will play |
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As I add one more rhyme to say |
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Now how devestating can an MC be? |
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My name is Darryl, but you can call me d, hit it Run |
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Run, Run, Run, Run |
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I was born |
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Son of Byford, brother of Al |
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Bad as my mamma and run's my pal |
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It's McDaniels, not McDonald's |
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These rhymes are Darryl's, the burgers are Ronald's |
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I ran down my family tree |
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My mother, my father, my brother and D |
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Run, DMC. and jam master Jay |
