Now the things I do make me a star

and you could be too if you know who you are

Like a bum on the corner big boy in the car (car)

see the ki ki Kid Rock with the Bawitdaba

we hard as raw, what you saw is law

Once again my friend, it's Dj Run on tour

like Dj Run's his name and Kid Rock is his

He's DMC, it's like that, and that's the way it is

Beats get ya open my voice is just like a hurra..

Cain comin' vainin' and feignin' and rainin' terror

Those doing shows they knows I go over

Hoes even chose to pose, but get runover

I comes to see the three, and it's plenty

Jay's running DMC, that's what their puttin'

Never been a time like this that's so vital

I'm the King of Rock 'cause that's my title

Then take a count, 1, 2, 3...

Run-DMC and Jam Master Jay



YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH

You see, I want respect, and if I'm correct

Then you're all like a ball that I have checked

And the shots that they take have no effect

Some punk tried to dunk but he broke his neck

'Cause I rock harder, and I roll farther

You wanna battle Kid Rock, bitch don't bother

To waste your time, messin' with my rhyme

The only kick you'll get out of it is in your behind

YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH



Fire, flames, my name is worldwide

When we yes yes y'all, we rock it all night

To other emcees doin' rock n roll (roll)

It's Run-DMC, Kid Rock patrol

DJ Run 'til I'm done, DMC's the soul

Got MTV on yo' 'mote control (control)

Platinum, platinum can't mess with gold

We never let go of the mic's we hold

Our joints get played, cuts deluxe a la mode

DMC spittin' flames while your jams is cold -