Joe and never stop Better get yourself together let's rock, hit it Run Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run Run, Run You, jump, watch your clock, while I rock your spot I'm
MC be? My name is Darryl, but you can call me D, HIT IT RUN! [beatboxing] [D.M.C.] It's called, gangsta hard rock, non-stop hip-hop And it's headed
Benny Hill, nigga. Let's M.C.!' Twelve years old, rhymin' in the backroom. For echoes, we used to rhyme in the bathroom. Run-D.M.C., Slick Rick and Doug
game, get tossed in the flames, nigga [Billy Danze] You must wanna throw the towel in holmes, it's your man B.D. From N.Y.C., the N.Y.G. (IT'S) M.O.
that's the breaks the highs and lows Of the industry D.I.T.C. and X to the Z Bringin' it live Get it crackin' to the third degree Xzibit breakin
been hit wit the sharp part'a the hammer Mixin' Hennessey and Fanta with Pepto and Mylanta I shoot to kill like I'm hollerin' "Die Santa!" Miss the tree and hit
you that bitch? Do you really think she gives a fuck if you have kids? [Dr. Dre] Man, don't do it, it's not worth it to risk it! (You're right!) Not
where da fuck I'm comin from I get the party crackin from the shit that I be spittin son Hit-and-run, get it done, get the funds, split and run Got about
it now that they see that I made it The escalated can be put to the test of greatness Snatch the heart from MC's and I ate it So I take it that's the
country shot everybody It's cold blooded, it's real shit you got to love it Tre-Eight Snub it, and don't think nuttin' of it It's the way of the wolves
adible eats cos I eat sweets Not stakes summits I got styles Styles! Get it honney tell inning to winning Run miles and miles to the speaker Super-propelicker it
Everytime we be rippin' it be blowing it down Blowing you off fuckin' wit' the hottest niggas around Like it's when me and my people run through your town Holdin' it
it up [Digga] Cook it up [Busta] Shook it up [Digga] Book it up [Busta Rhymes] When we (rock) you shouldn't watch (promoters) nook it up (Raise the level
unsolved mystery It's murda (It's a bloody murder) Ah it's murda (It's a bloody murder) Yeah it's murda (It's a bloody murder) Somebody tell 'em it
! ARF!* Got my dogs covered Plus it's all gravy like chicken when it's smothered It's dark and I LOVE IT! get him, boy let him loose You want it with
It stuck him right there. And little black boys, and little white girls will one day hold hands together. Shit. Is that where it's at?Is that where it
It's like I hit the Lotto outside Colorado Brought it there for his wallet and my bottle That's my motto and I gotta warn ya before I'm through, I'm
10] Fool I'm a vet you can bet that I could dance underwater and not get wet (check it) [Mr. Short Khop] Its rainin' bullets and I'm still there (