Tekster:
Run D M C Hit It Run

did so we here, still with it Gotta tell the truth, we changed things Bringin' somethin' new that's everlasting, I'ma keep it real It's next to nothin

I'm comin' from a school Where if ah nigga mouth get out we aim tah hit at you Method subliminal I'm The Original That bullshit I heard on your disc was pitiful I'm

doublea Hit the block real hard an' I'ma sew it up Police push up 'cause they notice us L.A., what's the business? Vegas, what's the business? D.C.,

Rakim, you +Run For Cover+ brother But I kick it with Petey cause I'm just another mother (sucker) Blo Pop time (it's Blo Pop time) It's Blo Pop time

' in the mix where it ain't safe at I'm on some foolishness shit with these rugers and shit I'm on some run in your house, bitch, you move and get hit

bustin' the same I'm clutchin' my thang Stuffin' in it, strokin' it down, beat the stuff up Shorty, don't run from it She give me the booty I'm breakin' it

to hang up, now she brain up I'm like yo, swallow it! (Yo) Dick new shit spit throat lozenges When I'm off the hit Hire security to start joggin' with

your motherfuckin hands up [Sheek Louch] Hey yo, I got a letter from the governor, the other day I opened, I read it, and this is what it say It's time

, get Cris and drin' it up Tomorrow hit the mall, and Cris you D it up Credit card to the Max, come back, I re it up If I'm movin' too fast fo' ya, hurry to speed it