Chorus: Run-D.M.C. (repeat 4X)



Can you kick it like I kick it when I kick this,

can I get a witness? (Yes you can!)



[Run]

New jacks better back up, before they get smacked up

by the R-U-N-D-M-C (that's where it's at cuz)

Known as the tough cats, kickin tough rough raps

In jeans, leather jackets, my Adidas and gangster hats

A ?? ?? ??, yo here we go

I'm tired of brothers tryin to front like they don't hear me though

Knowin if it wasn't for me, they wouldn't be able

cause I'm the man with the hand that rocked the cradle, uhh

A lot of punk for the chunk baby that's a bet

Album number seven and we still ain't finished yet

I didn't get old, I got better at the craft

Sat back and watched you try to kick it but you made us laugh

So get back, you already had your chance to dance

You proved you had no waist to fit in this man's pants

Word to God, I'm back fo' sho'

Hollis Queens gettin wreck so act like you know



Chorus



[D.M.C.]

As I spit this and get this out of my throat

I need a witness to get with this - take notes

Great quotes like boats float flowin so dope

Never givin up hope, nope, know what I wrote

I'ma saver spectator educator entertainer

You wanna ask me, can't be now or later

I'm a rough rugged person, been that way from the start

Darryl Mack got the knack to put the H in heart

(And it ain't no fun, to step to D and Run

But if you wanna step up, step up and get that ass - done)

A reporter with recorder was recordin the slaughter

as I'm peepin 'cross the border leapin water keepin order

Lit it up like a spliff, get a whiff of this hit

Cause I flick em like bits, and I bust 'em like zits

Dippin down to grip