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Run D.M.C. Miscellaneous Raising Hell [Run-D.M.C.] Kings from Queens from Queens come Kings We're raisin hell like a class when the lunchbell rings The king will be praised, and hell will be raised S-s-s-suckers try to faze him but D won't be fazed So what's your name? D.M.C.! The King is me! Your High-ness, or His Majesty! Now you can debate, c-c-c-concentrate But you can't imitate D.M.C. the Great! Dissin all devils, causin havoc in HELL At a very high level base and treble shall YELL Heard in the heavens are the sounds supreme So clear to the ear it is sometimes seen So loud like a cloud with thunder and LIGHTNING So proud to the crowd it is somewhat FRIGHTENING No calm in the storm like a beast unleashed There's no stoppin cause the rockin cannot cease; BREAK! [Run] You see it's harder than hard, not one bit soft Courageous and contagious so you better break North Not a cold, on a roll, did you hear me cough? Just listen while I'm dissin cause you're pissin me off Cold bedding is spreading all across your face You can't take when I break and if that's the case I'll go on, and on, and kick the bass So back up off the cup while I take my taste [D.M.C.] It's highly appraised when the hell is raised So demanding and commanding that you all stand dazed The unbelieving receiving prophecy so true I cut the head off the Devil and I throw it at you My mighty mic control, already brought his soul The rock king is so bold when he rocks and roll A black hat is my crown, symbolizin the sound Signifyin, we won't play around; BUST IT! [Run] Rappin and climbin beat-makin every day No synthesizer sound, so silence when I say I am great, get it straight, cause that's my fate My name is Run I'm number one, that's how I rate He's in the place with the bass, and style and grace His name is J he's here to play, and win this race He's off the wall, on the ball, his name is D Kind of tall yes y'all, he's down with me [D.M.C.] From the mountain valley to the deep blue sea The word is heard as told by D I don't sing I bring, much delight Like a star shinin bright in the darkest night If you are cold, I'll bring you heat Like I brought the whole world my funky beat Mysterious and serious I ain't no joke Fire from the depths of hell AND YOU CAN SMELL THE SMOKE! [Run] Kickin and tickin while you're havin a ball Like chicken finger lickin I'll be vickin you all So do the bird, have you heard, did they give you a call Just me and D.M.C., cold shakin the walls [D.M.C.] There's no fearin when hearin sound of this kind Across the land every man is goin out of his mind On the face of the earth spreadin like disease Contaminating infiltrating like a horde of bees [Run-D.M.C.] Lord of lyrics, duke of discussion Ruler of rock, your king at cold-crushin Puller of people - controller of crowds Lingering lyrics all lasting and loud [Run] Left y'all, ah to the left y'all because I rock upon the mike real def y'all [D.M.C.] And to the right y'all, ah to the right y'all because I rock upon the mike all night y'all [Run] You see, I.. [D.M.C.] .. want respect, if I'm correct They're all like a ball that I have checked And the shots they take have no effect The pope try to dope but he broke his neck Cause I rock harder, and I get farther You wanna battle D hey please don't bother To waste your time, messin with my rhyme The only kick you get out of is in the behind! ttin' behind |
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