[Run-D.M.C.] Unconceivable, unbelievable Grammar like a hammer information receivable Sent by the Lord, here and abroad With words well adored now they can't be ignored!
[Run] For-For-For-Force of course that makes Run the boss So get lost because I just toss a punk Make way today and if I may I say I make pay with Jay, so get away OKAY? Gainin weight, I ate the whole plate to date Never rate the great, I go state to state Just peep and keep but don't sleep or weep Get deep to leap or I'll beep the Jeep Put down the clown, get 'round the town I found the sound and I'll pound the ground Get paid and laid, not 'jayed or 'fraid So I stayed and made, not a bad debate Got a group to troop, with a shoop de shoop Shoot hoop then scoop, on this loop to loop Goin off and on, not soft of course Just black and back to go back and forth Go to school and cool, not drool or pool Got soul and gold and cold hold a jewel Upset the best, I met, met a jest Just lest the pest, and I am the best Got a punch to crunch, cold munch for lunch Not Grady or the lady from the Brady Bunch Got G's and Lees, like D's and T's Charge B's to freeze, all MC's with ease No dope to cope, just good to go There's hope to Pope, big nope for nope Quite clever and never, we're together forever Run-D.M.C. and we're "Tougher Than Leather"
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[D.M.C.] Strong and mighty, hard as can be The perception of the life were as strong as D Never frightened I'm writin, writin for what's right Not schemin thievin in the night, I'm keepin with my mic I got to go for broke, and I ain't no joke I won't yoke and choke, 'cept the suckers I smoked Bumrush and crush, leave 'em in the dust I choose to bust the bust, the scums who mess with us Only strong survive, and the weak will die As long as I'm alive I keep my head up high Because I'm strong in body, and smart in mind I was born to rhyme, as a gift to mankind No punk or chump, never givin no slack We'll be killin a villain and like chillin, "Yo black!" I'm not a bum, I'm not dumb, it's me you run from I'm the king I do my things until my Kingdom Come!
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[Run] .. cause .. I'm Rough and tough, cold huff and puff Don't bluff the stuff, got enough to muff Go long and on, no longer song Go on and on just for past the dawn Put preach and teach, with a speech to reach All streets and each, with beats for treats Got the King Supreme, may seem the clean With a beat and a ring, no dream machine Not a gang to bang, out to hang with slang Talking yang and tang, about everythang Just brothers and others, like fathers and mothers Who discovered they love us that think they're up and above us No crime or time, just rhyme and I'm Full grown and own, no phone or dime Just cut the stuff, til you get enough Cause we're rougher than tougher and rougher tougher than tough!
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[Run-D.M.C.] Ah with a voice like thunder, words of wonder Over all standin tall and the suckers fall under Posessed with power, cowards will cower Ducks we devour hour hour after hour Three man riot, you can't deny it We're so ill that you can't defy it Gonna live, POSITIVE, forever, AND EVER Run-D.M.C. and we're "Tougher Than Leather"Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
