Lyrics:
was alone
Never had no pot to piss in
Had to make it on my own
Now I'm grown, put it work
Get that money by the trunk get a house
Bunch of land
They know what I'm bout
I go, run mouse
This stage is my house
Flip mode
Ready, set, go, I been ready
All in it, dog then I let the stars get
the devil for lunch like the Gingerbread Man
Have him regret ever stopping by your house
And when you show up at others house, the devil packs his bags
Resist
but a nigga still fighting I'ma still be righteous
And a nigga still right here
Now we gon' run it run it run it up Yeah we gon' run it run it run it
to unlock this madhouse!
It don't matter where you run to scream or shout
Cause I hold the key to unlock this madhouse!
Mad...House... Mad House
It don't
happy when I'm not with you
But then you saw me, caught you by surprise
A single teardrop falling from your eye
I don't know why I run away
I'll make you
a famous mc since 1983
When run-dmc was singing sucka mc's
Niggaz in the papers ride too $hort
Rolling brand-new vogues, smoking newports
$hort studios, in
the book of rhymes
Biting on a line is considered a crime
Unintelligent? Yes!
Never fresh!
RUN DMC tattooed in your chest
I'll tell you one time and one
the bad guy
I just hate to be the bad guy (follow me, I run, follow me, I run, I run)
I just hate to be the bad
And to think I used to think you was
hate to be the bad guy
I just hate to be the bad guy (follow me, I run, follow me, I run, I run)
I just hate to be the bad
And to think I used
can play the mama and I'll be the daddy (let's play house)
And I'll be the daddy that runs the house, straight up
I'm in the shack 'bout to blaze up
and drums
Damn I should've gotten beaten some
Spittin' tracks by Mac, T9, Run DMC
Now everybody wanna be around cause of this apocalypse
Get a good look
and drums
Damn I should've gotten beaten some
Spittin' tracks by Mac, T9, Run DMC
Now everybody wanna be around cause of this apocalypse
Get a good look
bugged, that was a rap career
Then Run D.M.C. jumped the fuck off
Got mad paid, word, kicked the bucks off
There wasn't many rappers out there rockin
[Mannie Fresh Talking]
Yo, This Fresh [echoes]
For you [echoes]
Bout to Freak, The Run D-M-C beat, Ya hoids?
Holla!
[Chorus (Baby yellin in
had to show DMCs I run house
Shot three times, was in that driver's seat slumped out
'Member the doctor sayin', "your rappin' career is done now"
I
still hangin' in the mix
where I 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
poseo un don
yo escucho a dmc run vos trapntornador
Vos haces strikes yo tremendo home run
Soy el son de kami sama señor y eso me alcanza!
people
They don't waah see wi make it out
Aye I stuff my pocket up with dead people
Chatty chatty gwaan run your mouth
Just like dmc we run this house
the n*gga like a b*tch, fina knock'em down
Give a f*ck slide the n*gga front his moma house
Side line for them n*ggas like to run they mouth
Got something
the world, I was on the front raw
Run DMC show me what I wanna be
I got kicked up studio by Kool Moe Dee
The coat cross four in the tretch terrastry [?]
Give
OG Gas, swag bags, elbows (juug)
I fuck with Run DMC, but I don't wear shell toes (nah)
Play with me, on the scene they leave three hundred shells
better have fun
You gotta dress like an Icon
(Dress like an Icon) get yourself a step-son
Walk this way like DMC-Run
Play like Robert Johnson walk like
you want to act?
Baby, can you feel me? - like
Run DMC "It's Like That"
Tell me, can you fade me?
You can't fade me, you can't fade me
You can't fade
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