Never let a punk get away with murder

Gun shots, gun shots, all you heard-a

What's up? What's up? What's the word up?

Press your luck or buck another sucker just ducked

Ooh, whatcha gonna do (4X)



[D.M.C.]

A vain from my brain means I'm causin em pain

Comin rough with the stuff that's just a part of the game

The rhymes have been hard since the start of the jam

So I'ma pull my jammy out and I'ma murder the man

Bust a rap like a cap, put a hole in your soul

Take the trigger then you figured that I'm losin control

I go loco with the vocals, yo goes the chokehold

And I broke those pros with the dope flows

I slow rolls, NO I don't smoke those

Leave the blunts for the punks in front rows

I said mine, headline or deadline

You see redline, here comes your bedtime

I lay it down, lay it low

Now I'm off and runnin on some new rhyme flow

I flex break necks bust tecs mic checks son

fill you full of lead and now get ready for the next one



Never let a punk get away with murder

Gun shots, gun shots, all you heard-a

What's up? What's up? What's the word up?

Press your luck or buck another sucker just ducked

Ooh, whatcha gonna do (4X)



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[Run]

Now mic check and respect, come correct, and I can protect

You never knew (DJ who?) DJ Run'll wreck

hard, God, may be dope you never knew me nope

Where you been your hand is sendin DOWN, can you really cope?

Forever makin and breakin it and cold wreckin it

As for my title it's vital, you're never TAKIN it

I throw a stand across the stage and you'll get BUCKED down

Like Kris-One said, I fly a head you better _Duck Down_

I sold good and then plenty like ? Charlie said

Like Mike I glove i