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!
[Run]
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
[D.M.C.]
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!
[Run]
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
[D.M.C.]
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!
[Run]
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
[D.M.C.]
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
[Run-D.M.C.]
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
[Run]
Left y'all, ah to the left y'all because I rock upon the mike real def y'all
[D.M.C.]
And to the right y'all, ah to the right y'all because I rock upon the mike all night y'all
[Run]
You see, I..
[D.M.C.]
.. 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' behindTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
