[D.M.C.]

Groove to the sounds of Jam Master Jay

The high-potent, super-charged

spiritual lyrical miracle, of a man

Damn, you can't understand

the fulfillment, of the prophecy

The epitome, the legacy, of every MC

Understand, to be the man

you got to beat the man



Got somethin to say, let the music play

Groove to the sound of Jam Master Jay

It's the real, real deal

Don't you feel stupid? Reel to reel, and we looped it

Takes it around, we threw the sound

Threw down, now scoop this!

Here we go, like back in the days

The true heroes, MC's, DJ's

The Hollis Crew, we rocked the spot

Fe-male grou-pies, they jock a lot

Ugly hoes jockin, don't give em no rap

Sack ?? or not, cause my posse's strapped

Don't deny us, the flyest guys in town

Punks, try us, you get beat down

The 40 Ounce Crew and Afros is in charge

We N.F.L. - that's Niggaz Fuckin large

and we drive big cars

Our entourage, is rollin hard

We don't play uh-uh no way

Groove to the sound of Jam Master Jay

Ah let's go now..

Ya don't stop..

You keep on and..

rock the house!



[Run]

So slam for the jam, fast, if ya can

Damn I never ran, cause man I am

gonna keep the beat complete (complete)

compete defeat (defeat), and serve suckers a seat!

And now you're lazy crazy, a daisy don't faze me

Here's my nine now raise me

Another vic to stick and lick so quick

You got your ass kicked now get off my dick

Pull up to the bumper baby

And kiss my motherfuckin ass!



[both]

As we come, together, forever, whenever

The clever get better (better) so get yourself together



[Run]

And listen to the rhymes I'm about to say

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