nah hafa deal wit' dat Yo, I'm a superstar for de world dem call I'm Darryl Mack" I turned around and said, "Word up cop!" He said, "D.M.C., take your
fell to the ground, nobody cares You ask why, the baby cry, a man laugh Nobody give a damn, that's how they livin on The Ave. ... AUUUGH! [D.M.C.] Away from The Ave
on I'm the portrait of a hustler and once again it's on I still got money buried in my backyard I'm bumpy like Johnson, they call me D-Don My shit's
If rap was B-Ball, I'd have assists like James Worthy Dribble the rock if you got the hots to get your knot rocked Twice my device, Run-D.MC's from my
duck Who's that lookin' through my window? Blaow, nobody now You motherfuckers better lay it down B A B Y, capital D C Virtual pimpin', we mackin' in 3-D
ice, and on the mic, I am the nicest Me and my bitch ride for life like Osirus and Isis Yeah, word to Run-D.M.C. I'm (Tougher Than Leather-face) Never
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
'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, son Run-D.M.C. and Jam Master
and these suckers are back So when you see the company that claim to be The truth you done get raw, see Check out the three, Run D.M.C. And the brothers
and use all that I speak to I bust a sucker, a nucca that I speak through They keep pursuin' never doin' D.M.C. you Get ready set up, I'm 'bout to go
baby (won't you ride with me baby) With my homey belo My homey oh yeah, oh yeah, in my ride, c'mon baby, c'mon baby Check it out C'mon baby, oh yeah,
the false ID To get DVD's and big screen TV's Wanna be like me? I run from vice Catch a out-of-towner and I'm takin his ice Throw him in the trunk with
Thug] Correct me if I'm wrong, anywhere in this song The same nigga who stole your cash, is who's c.d. you on What happened to I made them niggas,
fat girl on my jock I'm a tell you why I'm the king and you're a pion see whats happenin your whole style is a re-run Whack M.Cs'll get verbally shot
page I'm still the nicest nigga, fuck my age Hand to hand I whup yo' motherfuckin ass, live on stage I never claim to be, somethin I'm not I'm a thug
page I'm still the nicest nigga, fuck my age Hand to hand I whup yo' motherfuckin ass, live on stage I never claim to be, somethin I'm not I'm a thug,
milk, man, you'd think that I was breast fed You know the steelo when the Diggy Dawg is on the scene I dedicate this to all the MC's outta Queens That goes for Onyx, LL, Run D M C
open up my doors, screen hangin low I guess i'm c-c-comin down kappin on dees hoes! YK's Verse: My nigga it's the YK, yup and i run game, I'll catch
