Lyrics:
be the daddy
That runs the house, straight up
[warren g]
Now you can call me pappy or you can call me daddy
I'm hitting 21st in the blue and grey
that's why I'm trying to run the race
I'll stand and won't be benched, face the pressure far ahead
Run it back, "isn't that your girlfriend that you're
the pain I'm in
Dear Lord I pray Amen
Please provide the will
And want, I'm haunted still
Retired by myself
In the house up on the hill
Keep my thoughts
I remember camping in Green Valley Campground
And Chris Joyce played me Run DMC's "Tricky"
It was the first rap song I ever heard
And I fell in
(boss)
We was practically raised on Goon Time beef CDs' (fuck McDonalds)
Rumor has it, he was about to release the craziest beef joint ever
Run vs. DMC
holdin' dat
Face all on V-H
Paid great till this day
Been in love wit the mic since Run D-M-C "Walk this way, Talk this Way"
Cause I'm gangsta
even try running out
'Cause the 44 mag will leave you're ass by another house
This is Jadakiss
I'm spraying everything I see in my radius
The kid
and Bun like DMC and DJ Run
Everyday I come down them niggaz callin' my game
Then ge on B-E-T and they don't mention my name
Some Grip It On That Other
look at me
No way that we can't believe
'Cause see, I can barely breathe
Oh, I can't get enough of you
Oh, baby, tsunami
Run-DMC whitney and Jay z
And I'll never stop rocking
Until a nigga retire The new run DMC
I run this shit by myself And it's me versus me
Who you think taking the belt? It's not him
His love doesn’t run dry
He can wipe every tear from your eye
His great love so deep
Deeper than the deepest depths
Gonna make sure this house is
DooHickeyGlicky, I'm smokin like Carlito
I wanna menage but my name ain't Nikki
Niggas run in ya trap-house like they ricky
Like Run D.M.C, this shit get tricky
Can't answer my phone
Lil nigga I be busy
Shootout to my nigga diizzy
Run DMC it gets tricky
At the club house wit my minnie
Billionaire jus like I'm
your vision like DMC (Don't run!)
And remember what I told you
Remember who brought a soldier
I want to wake you up like Sega
consume large
Welcome to The Lucky 38
Glad you could make the trip
The crowning jewel in the oasis
Of the Vegas Strip i'm Robert Edwin House
The founder of this
Crosses the fence of the mayor’s house
Runs through the side corridor
Rushes to the backyard:
“Cock-Cock-a-doodle-doo!!!”
Stepping into the hen house,
He
Head north way north
Just as north as can be
North by northwest
Probably you'll see
Trees with branches
Growing in pairs of three
That's exactly
It's some shooters in this house, it's some shooters in this house
It's a whole bunch, a whole bunch of shooters in this house
It's some shooters
Money stacking to the ceiling
Got the trap house booming
Nigga bet not touch dem dishes
Triggaman I'm on a mission
Run my business like a store
Let
Run!
Run!
Run!
(You have to come here)
Run!
Run!
Run!
(You have to come here)
She get trapped in the monster's house
She tries to call the cops
But she
run the town
I could fuck around. You could fuck around
I could fuck around. You could fuck around
Awww man
Another hit from the Cypher Clique
Mixed by
Gdzie jest House of Pain gdzie jest Cypress Hill gdzie
Gdzie są Beastie Boys gdzie Run DMC chcę
Znów NWA i chcę znowu te klasyki
Peję i Liroy’a legendy
the town
Welcome back to one on one fight with no grounds
Bein' fired fat boy signing session in tower
Run DMC, Houdini my first rap album
Brush
run
House upon the hill
Moon is lying still
Shadows of the trees
Witnessing the wild breeze
C'mon baby run with me
Let's run
Run with me
Run
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