The King of Rock, who?

The King of Rock, what?

The King of Rock, who?

The King of Rock, what?

The King of Rock, who?

The King of Rock, what?

The King of Rock, who?

The King of Rock, what?

The King of Rock, who?

The King of Rock, what?

The King of Rock, who?

The King of Rock, what?

The King of Rock, who?

The King of Rock, what?

The King of Rock, who?

The King of Rock, what?



I gotta come to your rings, cause I'm so high

That even you and R. Kelly believe I can fly

Selling jammies when them Grammy rappers chanting and cheering

Selling more than all of y'all without a record in years

My catalog got a long list of hits in the stores

And for you sample-happy suckers out there breaking the laws

Rather hit you where it gets you, bring you up on a charge

You'd be better just to let a lawyer know from the start



The King of Rock, who?

That be my hobby and job

And when I come and bring the ruckus suckers duck and then dodge

The King of Rock, what?

That be my hobby and job

And when I come and bring the ruckus suckers duck and then dodge

The King of Rock, who?

That be my hobby and job

And when I come and bring the ruckus

suckers duck and then dodge

The King of Rock, what?

That be my hobby and job

And when I come and bring the ruckus

suckers duck and then dodge



Well rock a rhyme for me, then a rhyme for you

And everybody catch the Boogaloo Blues



D-Generation X, and you know what's next



The vibration flexed up upon your set

This is my steez, MCs, and these are my days

I bring my homeys, suckers know me from back in the day

It's DJ Run, y'all, and this is how I get