(feat. Stephan Jenkins of Third Eye Blind) Jump... Dee... Jay... Run... DMC... Yeah...! What...? Who...? King...of...Rock...! I want to rock right
(feat. Bo Skaggs Nitty, Fat Joe) Ay papi, tu sabe, yo tengo (??) [Run] Got senoritas in Adidas over in Spain The Don of San Juan got 'em goin insane
(feat. Method Man,Dig Dast,Gold D,Jamel Simmons) [Intro: Dig Dast (Jamel Simmons) {Gold D}] Yo my nigga Jamel Simmons what the deal nigga? (Gold D, Dig
Let's stay together Yo, yeah, DMC my man In the place to be Yo, this song is dedicated to (word) (Whether good days, happy or sad) To all of those that
[Run] Can I get this? Now DJ Run I run amuck and run to hit this "Hit it Run!" My name is Joe I need hoe Can I get a witness (HOE!) And when I come you
get no respect money stay awake, 'cause them other niggas are fake from Hollis to the Becon, now your dumb ass is leakin' C.L. and Run DMC so rush it
"Do or die!" [2X] [Run] Come on stand up, still-a, a nigga that's gettin iller If you're weak and/or you're sleepin (then what?) you get the cap I peel
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
apart Other than that, I'll just be holding my own Crown royalty up on a throne, for real The King's a ruler, the ruler rules [x8] [DMC] Our father
(feat. Fred Durst) Ah, Ya, yeah, ya [Run-DMC] Seen this girl on the block by the boon-ah On the spot she was down for the boom-mark Drop doc she was
[Run] One two, one two.. [DMC] And this is, the hardcore raw Lyrical law, never seen before And I am, D.M.C.. And for all of y'all This is the way, we
[Run] Back, back, back with the boom, so give a nigga room Came with the fame with my name came a tune The King of Rock, there is none higher God ?? with
We get open! [8X] [Run] I seen you hopin and scopin I'm copin as I get you wide open Dyin and lyin while you're cryin and mopin Flippin and rippin money
One little, two little, three little indians! ("check this out") One little, two little, three little indians! ("ahh yeah!") [Jam Master Jay] Httin hard
Auggggggggggggh, auuuuuuugh Auggggggggggggh, auuuuuuugh [repeats in background] [Run-D.M.C.] A to the maker, I dedicated my rap for the creator, there
We wreck shop, you know we wreck shop [3X] You know we know we know we wreck shop We wreck shop, you know we wreck shop [3X] You know we know we know
[Run] Next.. next.. next.. Next y'all it's yes y'allest the tallest Three the hardest from Hollis If we didn't lock the blocks a lot of blocks'd be jobless
[D.M.C.] These are the words that I wrote so I hope that ya don't man I'll never joke about the coke that you're smok-in Understand you're fuckin up,