Run D.M.C.. Back From Hell. Don't Stop. Zeneszám
Don't stop
Don't stop
Don't stop
As I proceed indeed to take the lead with speed
All the suckers'll back off and fall
But this is the hype, I like and the type of mic
You wanna fight? Just gimme a call
I'm going to breeze, past the other MC's
And D's rhymes'll flow like water
The wind, the rain, the hurricane, it's all the same
With rhymes in order
And yo my name is Run, and yeah, I'm all that
Slap back the king of the Daddy Mack's
But that ain't the news I choose to tell
I gotta use the cruise that bruises well
For the grime you slime, you try to diss mine
I put your head to bed 'cause it's bedtime
I knock out your teeth beneath your gums
Now you're mumblin', you bum
Turn out the lights, Run
Picture punks playin' me close
When I'm hard as hell, and that's all labeled suckers
Waitin' for the King of Swing to bring
"Beats to the Rhyme" and yeah I'm runnin' things
Now that's the name of the phrase
So don't be amazed at the ways my rhyme displays
You gotta make the best of what you got to get to the top
In hip-hop, you gotta diggy diggy, don't stop
Don't stop
Don't stop
Don't stop
The [Incomprehensible] artist, hittin' hardest, smartest
Professor, compressor, impresser to the lesser
Low-life [Incomprehensible] of the mic
I come correct, you surely right
The atmosphere is clear when I appear
Here to wax and tax an MC for mere pennies
And if any, wanna get with D
I crash and bash and smash his ass for free
Black man, originating creating a beat
I educate and straight from off the streets
Hard, like a man was born to be
It just just happened in rap I was born to be
King, yeah, me the king of the rock
So let's rock the spot and diggy, don't stop
Don't stop
Don't stop
Don't stop
Funky lyrics that you hear
As we release the masterpiece
The music will cease
And I'll put up the peace sign
And I roll with soul
And reach my goal
The story is told
D's bold, and suckers'll fold
And I'm Run my son the fun has just begun
And some are slum, and make 'em sell 'til
Crumbles crumb they hum, those fools will come
And none have never done Run, Jay
D.M.C. the king is me and I be
The voice of Black Community
So be the unity inside of me, and we
Will all agree about this don't stop
Don't stop
Don't stop
Don't stop
...
Don't stop
Don't stop
As I proceed indeed to take the lead with speed
All the suckers'll back off and fall
But this is the hype, I like and the type of mic
You wanna fight? Just gimme a call
I'm going to breeze, past the other MC's
And D's rhymes'll flow like water
The wind, the rain, the hurricane, it's all the same
With rhymes in order
And yo my name is Run, and yeah, I'm all that
Slap back the king of the Daddy Mack's
But that ain't the news I choose to tell
I gotta use the cruise that bruises well
For the grime you slime, you try to diss mine
I put your head to bed 'cause it's bedtime
I knock out your teeth beneath your gums
Now you're mumblin', you bum
Turn out the lights, Run
Picture punks playin' me close
When I'm hard as hell, and that's all labeled suckers
Waitin' for the King of Swing to bring
"Beats to the Rhyme" and yeah I'm runnin' things
Now that's the name of the phrase
So don't be amazed at the ways my rhyme displays
You gotta make the best of what you got to get to the top
In hip-hop, you gotta diggy diggy, don't stop
Don't stop
Don't stop
Don't stop
The [Incomprehensible] artist, hittin' hardest, smartest
Professor, compressor, impresser to the lesser
Low-life [Incomprehensible] of the mic
I come correct, you surely right
The atmosphere is clear when I appear
Here to wax and tax an MC for mere pennies
And if any, wanna get with D
I crash and bash and smash his ass for free
Black man, originating creating a beat
I educate and straight from off the streets
Hard, like a man was born to be
It just just happened in rap I was born to be
King, yeah, me the king of the rock
So let's rock the spot and diggy, don't stop
Don't stop
Don't stop
Don't stop
Funky lyrics that you hear
As we release the masterpiece
The music will cease
And I'll put up the peace sign
And I roll with soul
And reach my goal
The story is told
D's bold, and suckers'll fold
And I'm Run my son the fun has just begun
And some are slum, and make 'em sell 'til
Crumbles crumb they hum, those fools will come
And none have never done Run, Jay
D.M.C. the king is me and I be
The voice of Black Community
So be the unity inside of me, and we
Will all agree about this don't stop
Don't stop
Don't stop
Don't stop
...
Back From Hell