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Now Peter Piper picked peppers but Run rocked rhymes
Humpty Dumpty fell down that's his hard time Jack B. Nimble what nimble and he was quick But Jam Master cut faster Jack's on Jay's dick Now Little Bo Peep cold lost her sheep And Rip van Winkle fell the hell asleep And Alice chillin somewhere in Wonderland Jack's servin Jill a bucket in his hand And Jam Master Jay's making out our sound The turntables might wobble but they don't fall down Now Dr. Seuss and Mother Goose both did their thing But Jam Master's gettin loose and D.M.C.'s the king Cause he's adult entertainer Child educator Jam Master Jay king of the crossfader He's the better of the best best believe he's the baddest Perfect timin when I'm climbin I'm a rhymin apparatus Lot of guts When he cuts Girls move their butts His name is Jay hear the play he must be nuts And on the mix real quick and I'd like to say He's not Flash but he's fast and his name is Jay Jay's like King Midas as I was told Everything that he touched turned to gold He's the greatest of the greater get it straight He's great Playing fame cause his name is known in every state His name is Jay To see him play Will make you say God damn that DJ made my day Like the butcher the baker The candlestick maker He's a maker a breaker And a title taker Like the little old lady who lived in a shoe If cuts were kids he would be you Not lyin y'all he's the best I know And if I lie my nose will grow Like a little wooden boy named Pinocchio And you all know how the story go Tricks are for kids he plays much gigs He's a big bad wolf and you're the three pigs He's a big bad wolf in your neighborhood Not bad meaning bad but bad meaning good We're Run-D.M.C. got a beef to settle D's not Hansel he's not Gretel Jay's a winner Not a beginner His pockets get fat others get thinner Jump on Jay like cows jump moons People chase Jay like dish and spoon And like all fairy tales end You'll see Jay again my friend |
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| 2. |
| 3:03 |
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This speech is my recital, I think it's very vital
To rock (a rhyme), that's right (on time) It's Tricky is the title, here we go... It's Tricky to rock a rhyme, to rock a rhyme that's right on time It's Tricky...it's Tricky (Tricky) Tricky (Tricky) It's Tricky to rock a rhyme, to rock a rhyme that's right on time It's Tricky...Tr-tr-tr-tricky (Tricky) Trrrrrrrrrrricky I met this little girlie, her hair was kinda curly Went to her house and bust her out, I had to leave real early These girls are really sleazy, all they just say is please me Or spend some time and rock a rhyme, I said "It's not that easy" It's Tricky to rock a rhyme, to rock a rhyme that's right on time It's Tricky...(How is it D?) It's Tricky (Tricky) Tricky (Trrrrrricky) It's Tricky to rock a rhyme, to rock a rhyme that's right on time It's Tricky...Tricky (Tricky) Tricky In New York the people talk and try to make us rhyme They really (hawk) but we just (walk) because we have no time And in the city it's a pity cos we just can't hide Tinted windows don't mean nothin', they know who's inside It's Tricky to rock a rhyme, to rock a rhyme that's right on time It's Tricky...(How is it D?) Tricky (Tricky) Tricky (Tricky) It's Tricky to rock a rhyme, to rock a rhyme that's right on time It's Tricky...Tricky (Tricky) Tricky (Tricky) huh! When I wake up people take up mostly all of my time I'm not singin', phone keep ringin' cos I make up a rhyme I'm not braggin', people naggin' cos they think I'm a star Always tearin' what I'm wearin', I think they're goin' too far A girl named Carol follows Daryll every gig we play Then D dissed her and dismissed her, now she's jockin' Jay I ain't lyin', girls be cryin' cos I'm on TV They even bother my poor father cos he's down with me It's Tricky to rock a rhyme, to rock a rhyme that's right on time It's Tricky...(How is it?) Tricky (Tricky) Tricky (Tricky) It's Tricky to rock a rhyme, to rock a rhyme that's right on time It's Tricky...Tr-tr-tr-tr-tr-tricky (Tr-Tr-Tr-Tricky) Tr-tr-tr... We are not thugs (we don't use drugs) but you assume (on your own) They offer coke (and lots of dope) but we just leave it alone It's like that y'all (y'all), but we don't quit You keep on (rock!) shock! Cos this is it... |
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| 3. |
| 2:48 |
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My Adidas
walk through concert doors and roam all over coliseum floors I stepped on stage, at Live Aid All the people gave an applause that paid And out of speakers I did speak I wore my sneakers but I'm not a sneak My Adidas cuts the sand of a foreign land with mic in hand I cold took command my Adidas and me both askin P we make a good team my Adidas and me we get around together, rhyme forever and we won't be mad when worn in bad weather My Adidas.. My Adidas.. My Adidas standin on 2 Fifth St. funky fresh and yes cold on my feet with no shoe string in em, I did not win em I bought em off the Ave with the tags still in em I like to sport em that's why I bought em a sucker tried to steal em so I caught em and I thwart em and I walk down the street and I bop to the beat with Lee on my legs and adidas on my feet and now I just standin here shooting the gif me and D and my Adidas standing on 2 Fifth My Adidas.. My Adidas.. Now me and my Adidas do the illest things we like to stomp out pimps with diamond rings we slay all suckers who perpetrate and lay down law from state to state we travel on gravel, drit road or street I wear my Adidas when I rock the beat on stage front page every show I go it's Adidas on my feet high top or low My Adidas.. My Adidas.. Now the Adidas I possess for one man is rare myself homeboy got 50 pair got blue and black cause I like to chill and yellow and green when it's time to get ill got a pair that I wear when I'm playin ball with the heal inside make me 10 feet tall my Adidas only bring good news and they are not used as selling shoes they're black and white, white with black stripe the ones I like to wear when I rock the mic on the strength of our famous university we took the beat from the street and put it on TV my Adidas are seen on the movie screen Hoyywood knows we're good if you know what I mean we started in the alley, now we chill in Cali and I won't trade my Adidas for a ?? My Adidas.. |
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| 4. |
| 5:11 |
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Now there's a backseat/lover
That's always under/cover And I talk til my daddy say Said you ain't seen/nuthin Til you're down on her/muffin And there's sure to be a change in ways Now there's a cheer/leader That's a real big/pleaser As far as I can remi/nisce But the best thing/love it Was her sister and her/cousin And it started with a little kiss, like this She starts/swingin With the boys in/tune And her feet just fly up in the air Singin hey diddle diddle with a kitty in the middle And they swingin like it just don't care So I took a big/chance At the high school/dance With a lady who was ready to play It wasn't me she was/foolin Cause she knew what was she was/doin when she told me how to walk this way *She told me to Walk this way! Talk this way! (repeat x2) (repeat all x2) Well just gimme a kiss/some head! Oooh, a-like this! School girl/sleazy With a/classy kind of sassy Little skirt hangin way up her knee It was three young ladies In the school gym/locker And they find they were lookin D I was high school/loser Never made it with a/lady Til a boy told me somethin I missed That my next door/neighbor had a daughter/had a favor And I gave the girl just a little kiss, like this She starts swingin with the boys in the school with her feet flyin up in the air Singing hey diddle diddle with a kitty in the middle I was swingin like I didn't care So I took a big chance at the high school dance With a miss who was ready to play Wasn't me she was foolin cause she knew what she was doin when she told me how to walk this way *Repeat |
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| 5. |
| 3:07 |
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The microphone master DMC
Causes 1, 2, 3, 4 casualties You'll be praisin D down on your knees Cos I'm poppin, and droppin, stoppin all MC's Connect, eject, and collect respect Get down to the sound cos I come correct So when I write don't bite and I might check And if I find your behind I'll break your neck Mr. World Rhymin' Rapper ready to have fun You'll reason with the rekkid cos it's made by Run It's def, you was left in a total stun So bust a move while I prove who's number one Got quality and skill both beyond belief Do I steal? Be for real, I'm not a thief Dictator and hater of those that beef That's right I can fight and I'm the chief People in the place don't put D down I'm the microphone master the best around There's not too many of my type And all rap titles I will swipe You'll see me talkin to a girl A sweet young thing with jheri curls I never ever wore a braid Got the peasiest hair and still get paid Well I'm dropping MC's with just one punch Cos it's the baddest of the bunch so call me Capt. Crunch Slayin MC's, make em walk the plank And what's next, start the decks while I count I count my bank And I'm the wizard of words, the ruler of rap Not soft, not a sucka, could never be a sap You might get jacked cos you talk crap When I bust my rap they all step back I'm paid on stage, Run's on my left On his right, on the mic, I recite I'm def Because every performer is only a goner Keep all sissy soft suckas off my corner (Scratch: LL Cool J "Is it live?") Cos Darryl Mac will do things like that... The sophisticated sound, not soft or sour It's servin you suckas, sellin dreams in the shower It's rockin this party hour, hour after hour If a girlie tried to diss this (What's up with that?) I won't allow her Cool chief rapper, I see a girl I tap her Then I take her on the floor, she don't dance, I slap her The girl starts to cry and the crowd asks me why If Run says "dance" you do or die! |
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| 2:52 |
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Everyone out there ready?
It goes a one, two, three, and.. Perfection to D, is quite essential He has to live up, to his potential I work real hard all day and night I get to it and do it cause I want it right I got bass, (tone), I use, (y'know) And then I rock (the funky) rhyme (on) the (microphone) I got a funky fresh (car) with the funky fresh (bar) I'm a funky fresh (star) and I'm up to (par) My name is D.M.(C!) down with Run and (Jay) Is everything copacetic y'all? (Kind of A-O-K) PERFECTION (yo yo yo, what we talkin bout, what we talkin bout) PERFECTION (most definitely) I got prescription glasses and my eyes are correct Two times every year I go to have them checked Per-fection's my selection, and I will select And if it's not (per-fect) I will perfect PERFECTION.. (what we got?) PERFECTION .. who me? You want me? I got a, credit (card) made out of (gold) I get (pass) in a (class) and the story's told I got D.M.(C.), I got JM(J) I got Jeff (he's def) and Runny Ray I got a dog (a cat) a mouse (a rat) A fly (he won't die) and a little gnat My name is DJ (Run) and he's Darryl (Mack) Run-(D.M.C.), right AND EXACT PERFECTION PERFECTION.. (c'mon let's get em, tell em D) I won't fail, I won't flop Stall or stutter yes I won't stop It takes hard work, to be like this (You should know) cause I'm a perfectionist PERFECTION PERFECTION PERFECTION.. (yo DJ Run what is it?) PERFECTION.. (perfectly speaking) PERFECTION PERFECTION PERFECTION (p-p-p-perfect) PERFECTION.. (perfectly speaking) PERFECTION (p-pu-p-pu, 100 percent) PERFECTION (roll roll roll, c'mon c'mon c'mon) PERFECTION (word, there it is) |
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| 3:11 |
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Born to rock around the clock
You can't say I'm not And in case you forgot I'm the KIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING, of ROCK!! I'm the devestating mic controller D.M.C. And can't nobody mess around with me I'm the king of rock, rap, and a rhyme I deal what I feel and it feels fine If the girl's ?? chase then I will play around with sound put down for the rhymes I say Beats flow from Joe and never stop Better get yourself together let's rock, HIT IT RUN! {*beatboxing*} You, jump, watch you clock, while I rock your spot I'm better known to the world as the King of Rock I like to speak my piece when I'm on the mic I'm the best, or at least, I'm the one you like And when I serve you deserve to hear what I say I throw a curve he got the nerve to make a triple play Now how devestating can an MC be? My name is Darryl, but you can call me D, HIT IT RUN! {*beatboxing*} It's called, gangsta hard rock, non-stop hip-hop And it's headed for the top by the rhymes I pop For every race place color country county or creed and all of the places that I emceed B-Boy badness to the highest degree And it can't b-a-boy unless you be D You can't bust a cherry or crush a grape and if you ain't got this tape you're in bad shape Beats flow from Joe and never stop Better get yourself together, let's ROCK! {*beatboxing*} Do.. you.. really believe what's going on I was conceived and I was born I once was lost but now I'm found Tell your bunch I'm boss I run this town I leave all suckers, in the dust Those dumb motherfuckers can't mess with us Beats flow from Joe and never stop Better get yourself together, let's rock, HIT IT RUN! {*beatboxing*} I.. was.. straight from the start performin art Climbin up the chart while others fall apart The three outlaws in the music trade We won't rob but our job is to get paid Cause Run has fun if Jay will play As I add one more rhyme to say Now how devestating can an MC be? My name is Darryl, but you can call me D, HIT IT RUN! {*beatboxing*} I was born son of Byford, brother of AL Bad as my mamma and Run's my pal It's McDaniels, not McDonald's These rhymes are Darryl's, the burgers are RONALD'S I ran down, my family tree My mother, my father, my brother and D Run-D.M.C. and JAM MASTER JAY |
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| 5:32 |
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Kings from Queens from Queens come Kings
We're raisin hell like a class when the lunchbell rings The king will be praised, and hell will be raised S-s-s-suckers try to faze him but D won't be fazed So what's your name? D.M.C.! The King is me! Your High-ness, or His Majesty! Now you can debate, c-c-c-concentrate But you can't imitate D.M.C. the Great! Dissin all devils, causin havoc in HELL At a very high level base and treble shall YELL Heard in the heavens are the sounds supreme So clear to the ear it is sometimes seen So loud like a cloud with thunder and LIGHTNING So proud to the crowd it is somewhat FRIGHTENING No calm in the storm like a beast unleashed There's no stoppin cause the rockin cannot cease; BREAK! You see it's harder than hard, not one bit soft Courageous and contagious so you better break North Not a cold, on a roll, did you hear me cough? Just listen while I'm dissin cause you're pissin me off Cold bedding is spreading all across your face You can't take when I break and if that's the case I'll go on, and on, and kick the bass So back up off the cup while I take my taste It's highly appraised when the hell is raised So demanding and commanding that you all stand dazed The unbelieving receiving prophecy so true I cut the head off the Devil and I throw it at you My mighty mic control, already brought his soul The rock king is so bold when he rocks and roll A black hat is my crown, symbolizin the sound Signifyin, we won't play around; BUST IT! Rappin and climbin beat-makin every day No synthesizer sound, so silence when I say I am great, get it straight, cause that's my fate My name is Run I'm number one, that's how I rate He's in the place with the bass, and style and grace His name is J he's here to play, and win this race He's off the wall, on the ball, his name is D Kind of tall yes y'all, he's down with me From the mountain valley to the deep blue sea The word is heard as told by D I don't sing I bring, much delight Like a star shinin bright in the darkest night If you are cold, I'll bring you heat Like I brought the whole world my funky beat Mysterious and serious I ain't no joke Fire from the depths of hell AND YOU CAN SMELL THE SMOKE! Kickin and tickin while you're havin a ball Like chicken finger lickin I'll be vickin you all So do the bird, have you heard, did they give you a call Just me and D.M.C., cold shakin the walls There's no fearin when hearin sound of this kind Across the land every man is goin out of his mind On the face of the earth spreadin like disease Contaminating infiltrating like a horde of bees Lord of lyrics, duke of discussion Ruler of rock, your king at cold-crushin Puller of people - controller of crowds Lingering lyrics all lasting and loud Left y'all, ah to the left y'all because I rock upon the mike real def y'all And to the right y'all, ah to the right y'all because I rock upon the mike all night y'all You see, I.. .. want respect, if I'm correct They're all like a ball that I have checked And the shots they take have no effect The pope try to dope but he broke his neck Cause I rock harder, and I get farther You wanna battle D hey please don't bother To waste your time, messin with my rhyme The only kick you get out of is in the behind! ttin' behind |
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| 9. |
| 3:26 |
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(One) day when I was chillin' in Kentucky Fried Chicken
Just mindin' my business, eatin' food and finger lickin' This dude walked in lookin' strange and kind of funny Went up to the front with a menu and his money He didn't walk straight, kind of side to side He asked this old lady, "Yo, yo, um...is this Kentucky Fried?" The lady said "Yeah", smiled and he smiled back He gave a quarter and his order, small fries, Big Mac! You be illin' (To)day you won a ticket to see Doctor J Front row seat (in free!) no pay Radio in hand, snacks by feet Game's about to start, you kickin' popcorn to the beat You finally wake up, Doc's gone to town Round his back, through the hoop, then you scream "Touchdown!" You be illin' The other day around the way I seen you illin' at a party Drunk as skunk you illin' punk and in your left hand was Bacardi You went up to this fly girl and said "Yo, yo, can I get this dance?" She smelt your breath and then she left you standin' in your illin' stance You be illin' (For) dinner, you ate it, there is none left It was salty, with butter and it was def You proceeded to eat it cos you was in the mood But holmes you did not read it was a can of dog food! You be illin' |
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| 3:31 |
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I seen you jockin J.C. cause he got a Mercedes
and you know about his ladies, and all his babies You just wanna ride, and get inside and run around town, like Bonnie'n'Clyde But see the moves you're makin, the route you're takin will lead to heartbreakin and I'm not mistaken You like his money, you'll be his honey Get the truth - no excuse - you're a great big dummy! DUMB GIRL.. DUMB GIRL! I wish I knew, why a girl like you wants to do all the things that you do I know you want a man, but you should understand that J.C. ain't D, you shouldn't be his fan You're not this fine, you're out of your mind And I wrote this rhyme just for your kind Don't be misled, remember what I said The rhymes of rappers surely knock some sense in your head DUMB GIRL.. DUMB GIRL! (NOW..) Now you're the flyest girl, in the whole school but they don't call you fly - they call you fool Because you don't go to class, you will not pass You like to go but you should slow because you're goin too fast And I can tell that you're dumb when you walk in the place Walkin round with your thumb cold stuck in your face Always sinnin never winnin cause you're last in the race You get high and tell a lie and think that makes you the ace DUMB GIRL.. (stupid!) THE GIRL IS.. Now you're a stupid sex fiend, with no will power (POWER) Hit four guys in the bathroom at your last baby shower All the guys call you fast (FAST) but I call you slow (SLOW) Always sniffin or givin (GIVIN) somebody a blow (BLOW) Givin every guy a try (TRY) at the wink of an eye (EYE) There's somethin that you're missin, that money can't buy (BUY) When it comes to love, you're even hated by Cupid (CUPID) You're (silly) dilly (dumb) and you're JUST PLAIN STUPID! DUMB GIRL.. (stupid!) DUMB GIRL! .. the girl is .. I hope you to listen to the words, that I speak I'm not playin, what I'm sayin, can never be weak You should use your brain, but you don't have one And when it comes to sense you don't have none YO YO you should know where I'm comin from But you're just dumb (diddy) dumb (diddy diddy) DUMB DUMB! DUMB GIRL! Dumb with a capital D! DUMB GIRL! Stupid as can be, BREAKDOWN! .. the girl is .. DUMB GIRL! DUMB GIRL! .. the girl is dumb! |
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| 11. |
| 0:27 |
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Aiyyo Jay yo Jay, check this out
I was born Son of Byford, brother of Al Bad as my mamma and Run's, my pal It's McDaniels, not McDonald's These rhymes are Darryl's, those burgers are RONALD'S I ran down, my family tree My mother, my father, my brother and D Huh.. Oh, y'all on that tip now huh? |
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| 3:15 |
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You know I'm proud to be black y'all
and that's a fact y'all And if you try to take what's mine I take it back y'all - it's like that Licki-licki-licki-licki-licki-licki-licki-licki- Listen party people here's a serious song It's right not wrong, I should say right on I gotta tell you somethin that you all should know It's not a mystery it's history and here's how it go Now Hariett Tubman, was born a slave She was a tiny black woman, when she was raised She was livin to be givin there's a lot that she gave There's not a slave, in this day and age I'm proud to be Black, god damn, I'm tired my man Don't worry bout what color I am Because I'll show you how ill, this man can act It could never be fiction cause it is all fact And if you get in my way, I will not turn back I'm proud of my name, my name is Darryl Mack I'm black and I'm proud, and I'll say it out loud I'll share my story with the whole crowd, AUUUGHH! You know I'm proud to be black y'all and that's a fact y'all And if you try to take what's mine I take it back y'all - it's like that DJ Run, and I run these things You can hear it loud and clear like when the schoolbell rings Like Martin Luther King, I will do my thing I'll say it in a rap cause I do not sing D.M.C., the man, that's causin the beef I got a message for the world so listen up it's brief Like Malcolm X said I won't turn the right cheek Got the strength to go the length, if you wanna start beef Start beef! You know I'm proud to be black y'all and real brave y'all And motherfucker I could never be a slave y'all So take that!! We're gonna tell ya somethin put your mind in a swirl God bless the next baby that comes in this world The world's full of hate discrimination and sin People judgin other people by the color of skin I'll attack this matter, in my own way Man, I ain't no slave, I ain't reelin no hay Written a deposition, in any condition Don't get in my way cause I'm full of ambition I'm proud to be black (and I ain't takin no crap) I'm fresh out the pack (and I'm proud to be black) SO TAKE THAT!! There was a man - an inventor - who invented so well He invented a fortune - for a man named Bell George Washington Carver, made the peanut great Showed any man with a mind, could create You read about Malcolm X - in the history text Jesse Owens broke records, Ali broke necks What's wrong with ya man? How can you be so dumb? LIKE DR. KING SAID, WE SHALL OVERCOME! |
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| 13. |
| 2:31 |
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My Adidas_
walk through concert doors and roam all over coliseum floors I stepped on stage, at Live Aid All the people gave an applause that paid And out of speakers I did speak I wore my sneakers but I'm not a sneak My Adidas cuts the sand of a foreign land with mic in hand I cold took command my Adidas and me both askin P we make a good team my Adidas and me we get around together, rhyme forever and we won't be mad when worn in bad weather My Adidas.. My Adidas.. My Adidas standin on 2 Fifth St. funky fresh and yes cold on my feet with no shoe string in em, I did not win em I bought em off the Ave with the tags still in em I like to sport em that's why I bought em a sucker tried to steal em so I caught em and I thwart em and I walk down the street and I bop to the beat with Lee on my legs and adidas on my feet and now I just standin here shooting the gif me and D and my Adidas standing on 2 Fifth My Adidas.. My Adidas.. Now me and my Adidas do the illest things we like to stomp out pimps with diamond rings we slay all suckers who perpetrate and lay down law from state to state we travel on gravel, drit road or street I wear my Adidas when I rock the beat on stage front page every show I go it's Adidas on my feet high top or low My Adidas.. My Adidas.. Now the Adidas I possess for one man is rare myself homeboy got 50 pair got blue and black cause I like to chill and yellow and green when it's time to get ill got a pair that I wear when I'm playin ball with the heal inside make me 10 feet tall my Adidas only bring good news and they are not used as selling shoes they're black and white, white with black stripe the ones I like to wear when I rock the mic on the strength of our famous university we took the beat from the street and put it on TV my Adidas are seen on the movie screen Hoyywood knows we're good if you know what I mean we started in the alley, now we chill in Cali and I won't trade my Adidas for a ?? My Adidas.. |
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| 14. |
| 5:25 |
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Walk This Way
Now there's a backseat lover That's always under cover And I talk til my daddy say Said you ain't seen nuthin Til you're down on her muffin And there's sure to be a change in ways Now there's a cheerleader That's a real big pleaser of times I can reminisce But the best thing about lovin' Was her sister and her cousin And it started with a little kiss, like this She starts swingin With the boys in tune And her feet just fly up in the air Singin hey diddle diddle with a kitty in the middle And they swingin like it just don't care So I took a big chance At the high school dance With a lady who was ready to play It wasn't me she was foolin Cause she knew what was she was doin when she told me how to walk this way She told me to Walk this way! Talk this way! Walk this way! Talk this way! She told me to Walk this way! Talk this way! Walk this way! Talk this way! Well just gimme a kiss Oooh, a-like this! School girl sleazy With a classy kind of sassy Little skirt hangin way up her knee It was three young ladies In the school gym locker And they find they were lookin at D I was a high school loser Never made it with a lady Til the boys told me somethin I missed That my next door neighbor had a daughter had a favor And I gave the girl just a little kiss, like this She starts swingin with the boys in the school with her feet flyin up in the air Singing hey diddle diddle with a kitty in the middle I was swingin like I didn't care So I took a big chance at the high school dance With a misses who was ready to play Wasn't me she was foolin cause she knew what she was doin when she told me how to walk this way She told me to Walk this way! Talk this way! Walk this way! Talk this way! She told me to Walk this way! Talk this way! Walk this way! Talk this way! Well just gimme some head A Like this... |
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