just a Sucker MC, you sad face clown So D.M.C. and if you're ready the people rockin' steady You're drivin' big cars, get your gas from Getti I'm D.M.C
they had [incomprehensible] by the pounds Pounds, cold clockin pounds? Sucker D.J.'s bite our lines up all damn day All, all damn day Sucker D.J.'s that's
learn that they had ? by the pounds Pounds - cold clockin pounds Sucker D.J.'s bite our lines up all damn day All - all damn day Sucker D.J.'s that's
I'm grubbin' spa-ghetti [D.M.C.] I'm D.M.C. in the place to be I go to St. John's University And since kinde-garten I acquired the knowledge And after
sucker MC you sad face clown So D.M.C. and if you're ready The people rockin steady You're drivin big cars get your gas from Getti [D.M.C.] I'm D.M.C
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
confusion makes you wanna stop. ButЎ (I know you, and you know me) C.b.m.c. given to me by chuck d. That’s deep as I look at all the videos. Wack stage
the...., to the doe-run-run-run to the doe-run-run) (YES!) Yes to the beat-boys and your ass accepted Exclusive, L-O-N-S bringin the ruckus, wild aggressive
[Busta Rhymes] Yea, I know it's kinda cold outside Bring your nasty ass inside ("Eddie you should know better.." - [C. Mayfield]) Play yourself a dark
arf And the dog is out, arf arf arf arf And the dog is out, arf arf arf arf It's just D And the dog is out, c'mon c'mon [DMX] I don't think you cats
[ INTRO: Chuck D ] Yo Once again From the dephts of hell Run-D.M.C. Yo, Jam-Master J-J-Jay in the house And y'all take this [ *Jam-Master Jay
watch me You watch me Cause I be WEE-ZY must see t.v. C3 nigga that's me And I'm me I'm me Times three so retreat or suffer defeat I'm back 3 PEAT C3
from me (Let's get it) Ain't shit funny (uh) shake it honey (Let's get it) Take it money.. now let's get it (Let's get it) [G-Dep] Creep with your people
Asia If your girl keep coming around them I'm a blaze her I'm the Bad Boy flavor, light blue gators Not guilty and I'm filthy, c'mon Make this money,
on The I C E T, O.G.M.C. L.A.P.D., H A T E (Ho) Watch the mic blow I flip scripts, and the dump drops the ammo Time to get wreck with the new style It's
Yo, yo, what's up, this is MC Ice T I'm here to kick off the M.V.P.S for the 90's You know I'm talkin' about my most valuable player Buddies, ya, know
) C'mon yeah (x7) (verse three) Yo D.,what's up?,suckers is popping lip Grab the H-K and the dum-dum clip and spread out I'm putting punk's heads out
