Альбом Run DMC

Now Peter Piper picked peppers, but Run rocked rhymes.
Humpty Dumpty fell down, that's his hard time.
Jack B. Nimble was nimble, and he was quick,
But Jam Master was faster, Jack on Jay's dick.
Now little Bo Peep cold lost her sheep
And Rip van Winkle fell the hell asleep.
And Alice chillin somewhere in Wonderland
Jack servin' Jill bucket in his hand.
And Jam Master Jay is making out our sound,
The turntable might wobble but they won't fall down.

Now Dr. Suess and Mother Goose both did that thing.
Jam Master's gettin' loose and DMC's the king.
Cause he's adult entertainer, child educator,
Jam Master Jay, king of the crossfader.
He's the better of the best, best believe he's the baddest.
Perfect timin' when I'm climbin', I'm a rhymin' acrobatist.
When he cuts, girls move their butts.
His name is Jay, hear the play, he must be nuts.
And on the mix, real quick, and I'd like to say
he's not fast, but he's fast and his name is Jay!

It goes a one, two, three and...

Jay's like King Midas, as I was told,
everything that he touched, turned to gold.
He's the greatest of the greater, get it straight, he's great.
Playing fame cause his name is known in every state.
His name is Jay to see him play will make you say:
"Goddamn, that DJ made my day!"
Like the butcher, the baker, the candlesticks maker,
He's a maker, a breaker, and a title taker.
Like the little old lady who lived in a shoe.
If cuts were kids, he would be to.
I'm not lying, y'all, he's the best I know,
and if I lie, my nose will grow
like the little wooden boy named Pinochio,
and you all know how the story goes!

Tricks are for kids he plays much gigs.
He's the big bad wolf and you're the three pigs.
He's the big bad wolf in your neighbourhood,
not bad meaning bad, but bad meaning good!

There it is...

We're Run-DMC, got a beef to settle.
D's not Hansel, he's not Gretel.
Jay's a winner, not a beginner.
His pocket is fat, other get thinner.
Jump on Jay like cows on moons,
People take Jay like dish and spoon.
And like all fairytales end,
You'll see Jay again my friend!
Huh!

This speech is my recital
I think it's very vital
To rock a rhyme
That's right on time
and tricky is the title

It's tricky to rock a rhyme
To rock a rhyme that's right on time
It's tricky tricky tricky tricky tricky

It's tricky to rock a rhyme
To rock a rhyme that's right on time
It's tricky tricky tricky tricky tricky

I met this little girlie, her hair was kind of curly
Went to her house to bust her out, I had to leave real early
These girls are really sleazy, all they just say is please me
Or spend some time and rock a rhyme, I said it's not that easy

It's tricky to rock a rhyme
To rock a rhyme that's right on time
It's tricky (How is it D?)tricky tricky tricky tricky
It's tricky to rock a rhyme
To rock a rhyme that's right on time
It's tricky tricky tricky tricky tricky tricky

In New York the people talk and try to make us rhyme
They really hawk, but we just walk, because we have no time
And in the city it's a pity, 'cause we just can't hide
Tinted windows don't mean nothing, they know who's inside

It's tricky to rock a rhyme
To rock a rhyme that's right on time
It's tricky (How is it D?) tricky tricky tricky tricky
It's tricky to rock a rhyme
To rock a rhyme that's right on time
It's tricky tricky tricky tricky tricky
HUH!

When I wake up people take up mostly all of my time
I'm not singing, phone keep ringing so I make up a rhyme
I'm not bragging, people nagging, 'cause they think I'm a star
Always tearing what I'm wearing, I think they're going too far
A girl named Carol follows Darryl every gig we play
Then he dissed her and dismissed her, now she's jocking Jay
I ain't lying, girls be crying, 'cause I'mon TV
They even bother my poor father, 'cause he's down with me

It's tricky to rock a rhyme
To rock a rhyme that's right on time
It's tricky (how is it?) tricky tricky tricky tricky
It's tricky to rock a rhyme
To rock a rhyme that's right on time
It's tricky tricky tricky tricky tricky tricky

We are not dumb, we don't use drugs, but you assume on your own
They offer coke and lots of dope, but we just leave it alone
It's like that y'all, Y'ALL but we don't quit
You keep on, rock, shock, cause this is it

MY ADIDAS
walk through concert doors
and roam all over coliseum floors
I stepped on stage, at Live Aid
All the people gave and the poor got paid
And out of speakers I did speak
I wore my sneakers but I'm not a sneak
My Adidas cuts the sand of a foreign land
with mic in hand I cold took command
My Adidas and me close as can be
we make a mean team My Adidas and me
we get around together, rhyme forever
and we won't be mad when worn in bad weather

My Adidas..
[Jam-Master Jay scratching]
ungh..
My Adidas..

MY ADIDAS
standin on 2 Fifth St.
funky fresh and yes cold on my feet
with no shoe string in em, I did not win em
I bought em off the Ave with the tags still in em
I like to sport em that's why I bought em
a sucker tried to steal em so I caught em and I thwart em
and I walk down the street and I bop to the beat
with Lee's on my legs and Adidas on my feet
and now I just standin here shooting the gif
me and D and My Adidas standing on 2 Fifth

My Adidas...
My Adidas...

NOW...
me and My Adidas do the illest things
we like to stomp out pimps with diamond rings
we slay all suckers who perpetrate
and lay down law from state to state
we travel on gravel, dirt road, or street
I wear My Adidas when I rock the beat
on stage front page every show I go
it's Adidas on my feet high top or low

My Adidas...
My Adidas...

[Jam-Master Jay scratching]

Now the Adidas I possess for one man is rare
myself, homeboy, got 50 pair
got blue and black cause I like to chill
and yellow and green when it's time to GET ILL!
got a pair that I wear when I'm playin ball
with the heal inside make me 10 feet tall
My Adidas...only bring good news
and they are not used as selling shoes
they're black and white, white with black stripe
the ones I like to wear when I rock the mic
on the strength of our famous university
we took the beat from the street and put it on TV
My Adidas are seen on the movie screen
Hollywood knows we're good if you know what I mean!
we started in the alley, now we chill in Cali
and I won't trade My Adidas for a beat up Ballys'!

My Adidas...

Yo there's a Backseat lover thats always Under cover
"Gonna talk to you" my daddy say
Said "You ain't seen nothin' till you're down on a muffin
Then you're sure to be a changin' your ways"
I met a cheerleader
Was a real young bleeder
All the times I could reminisce
'Cause the best things in lovin' with her sister and her cousin
And started with a little kiss like this!

Seesaw swingin' with the boys in the school
And your feet flyin' up in the air
I sing "Hey diddle diddle"
Put your kitty in the middle of the swing
Like you just don't care
So I took a big chance at the high school dance
With a lady who was ready to play
Wasn't me she was foolin'
'Cause she knew what she was doin'
And I know'd love was here to stay
When she told me to

CHORUS
Walk this way, talk this way, walk this way, talk this way,
(She told me to) walk this way, talk this way, walk this way,
talk this way
Uh, just gimme a kiss!
Like this.

School girl sleezy with a classy kinda sassy
Little skirt's hangin way up her knee,
There was three young ladies in the school gym locker
And I find they were looking a D.
I was a high school loser, never made it with the ladies
Till the boys told me somethin' I missed,
Then my next door neighbor had a daughter had a favor
So I gave her just a little kiss alike this

Seesaw swingin' with the boys in the school
And your feet flyin' up in the air,
I sing "Hey diddle diddle"
Put your kitty in the middle of the swing
Like you just don't care.
So I took a big chance at the high school dance
With a missy who was ready to play,
Wasn't me she was foolin'
'Cause she knew what she was doin'
When she told me how to walk this way.
She told me to

Walk this way, talk this way, walk this way, talk this way,
(She told me to) walk this way, talk this way, walk this way,
talk this way
Ah just gimmie some head

[Intro:]

[Run & D.M.C]

The microphone master DMC
Causes 1, 2, 3, 4 casualties
You'll be praisin D down on your knees
Cos I'm poppin, and droppin, stoppin all MC's

[Verse One:]

[Run]

Connect, eject, and collect respect
Get down to the sound cos I come correct
So when I write don't bite and I might check
And if I find your behind I'll break your neck
Mr. World Rhymin' Rapper ready to have fun
You'll reason with the rekkid cos it's made by Run
It's def, you was left in a total stun
So bust a move while I prove who's number one
Got quality and skill both beyond belief
Do I steal? Be for real, I'm not a thief
Dictator and hater of those that beef
That's right I can fight and I'm the chief

[Verse Two:]

[DMC]

People in the place don't put D down
I'm the microphone master the best around
There's not too many of my type
And all rap titles I will swipe
You'll see me talkin to a girl
A sweet young thing with jheri curls
I never ever wore a braid
Got the peasiest hair and still get paid

[Run]

Well I'm dropping MC's with just one punch
Cos it's the baddest of the bunch so call me Capt. Crunch
Slayin MC's, make em walk the plank
And what's next, start the decks while I count I count my bank

[DMC]

And I'm the wizard of words, the ruler of rap
Not soft, not a sucka, could never be a sap
You might get jacked cos you talk crap
When I bust my rap they all step back
I'm paid on stage, Run's on my left
On his right, on the mic, I recite I'm def
Because every performer is only a goner
Keep all sissy soft suckas off my corner

[Scratch: LL Cool J "Is it live?"]

Cos Darryl Mac will do things like that...

[Verse Three:]

[Run]

The sophisticated sound, not soft or sour
It's servin you suckas, sellin dreams in the shower
It's rockin this party hour, hour after hour
If a girlie tried to diss this (What's up with that?)
I won't allow her
Cool chief rapper, I see a girl I tap her
Then I take her on the floor, she don't dance, I slap her
The girl starts to cry and the crowd asks me why
If Run says "dance" you do or die!

[DMC] Everyone out there ready?
[Run] It goes a one, two, three, and..

[Run]
Perfection to D, is quite essential
He has to live up, to his potential

[DMC]
I work real hard all day and night
I get to it and do it cause I want it right
I got bass, (tone), I use, (y'know)
And then I rock (the funky) rhyme (on) the (microphone)
I got a funky fresh (car) with the funky fresh (bar)
I'm a funky fresh (star) and I'm up to (par)
My name is D.M.(C!) down with Run and (Jay)
Is everything copacetic y'all? (Kind of A-O-K)

[both]
PERFECTION (yo yo yo, what we talkin bout, what we talkin bout)
PERFECTION (most definitely)

[DMC]
I got prescription glasses and my eyes are correct
Two times every year I go to have them checked
Per-fection's my selection, and I will select
And if it's not (per-fect) I will perfect

[both]
PERFECTION.. (what we got?)
PERFECTION

[Run]
.. who me? You want me?
I got a, credit (card) made out of (gold)
I get (pass) in a (class) and the story's told
I got D.M.(C.), I got JM(J)
I got Jeff (he's def) and Runny Ray
I got a dog (a cat) a mouse (a rat)
A fly (he won't die) and a little gnat
My name is DJ (Run) and he's Darryl (Mack)
Run-(D.M.C.), right AND EXACT

[both]
PERFECTION
PERFECTION.. (c'mon let's get em, tell em D)

[DMC]
I won't fail, I won't flop
Stall or stutter yes I won't stop
It takes hard work, to be like this
(You should know) cause I'm a perfectionist

[both]
PERFECTION
PERFECTION
PERFECTION.. (yo DJ Run what is it?)
PERFECTION.. (perfectly speaking)
PERFECTION
PERFECTION
PERFECTION (p-p-p-perfect)
PERFECTION.. (perfectly speaking)
PERFECTION (p-pu-p-pu, 100 percent)
PERFECTION (roll roll roll, c'mon c'mon c'mon)
PERFECTION (word, there it is)

[D.M.C.]
Born to rock around the clock
You can't say I'm not
And in case you forgot
I'm the KIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING, of ROCK!!

I'm the devestating mic controller D.M.C.
And can't nobody mess around with me
I'm the king of rock, rap, and a rhyme
I deal what I feel and it feels fine
If the girl's ?? chase then I will play
around with sound put down for the rhymes I say
Beats flow from Joe and never stop
Better get yourself together let's rock, HIT IT RUN!

[beatboxing]

[D.M.C.]
You, jump, watch you clock, while I rock your spot
I'm better known to the world as the King of Rock
I like to speak my piece when I'm on the mic
I'm the best, or at least, I'm the one you like
And when I serve you deserve to hear what I say
I throw a curve he got the nerve to make a triple play
Now how devestating can an MC be?
My name is Darryl, but you can call me D, HIT IT RUN!

[beatboxing]

[D.M.C.]
It's called, gangsta hard rock, non-stop hip-hop
And it's headed for the top by the rhymes I pop
For every race place color country county or creed
and all of the places that I emceed
B-Boy badness to the highest degree
And it can't b-a-boy unless you be D
You can't bust a cherry or crush a grape
and if you ain't got this tape you're in bad shape
Beats flow from Joe and never stop
Better get yourself together, let's ROCK!

[beatboxing]

[D.M.C.]
Do.. you.. really believe what's going on
I was conceived and I was born
I once was lost but now I'm found
Tell your bunch I'm boss I run this town
I leave all suckers, in the dust
Those dumb motherfuckers can't mess with us
Beats flow from Joe and never stop
Better get yourself together, let's rock, HIT IT RUN!

[beatboxing]

[D.M.C.]
I.. was.. straight from the start performin art
Climbin up the chart while others fall apart
The three outlaws in the music trade
We won't rob but our job is to get paid
Cause Run has fun if Jay will play
As I add one more rhyme to say
Now how devestating can an MC be?
My name is Darryl, but you can call me D, HIT IT RUN!

[beatboxing]

[D.M.C.]
I was born
son of Byford, brother of AL
Bad as my mamma and Run's my pal
It's McDaniels, not McDonald's
These rhymes are Darryl's, the burgers are RONALD'S
I ran down, my family tree
My mother, my father, my brother and D
Run-D.M.C. and JAM MASTER JAY

[Run-D.M.C.]
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' behind

(One) day when I was chillin' in Kentucky Fried Chicken
Just mindin' my business, eatin' food and finger lickin'
This dude walked in lookin' strange and kind of funny
Went up to the front with a menu and his money
He didn't walk straight, kind of side to side
He asked this old lady, "Yo, yo, um...is this Kentucky Fried?"
The lady said "Yeah", smiled and he smiled back
He gave a quarter and his order, small fry & Big Mac!
You be illin'

[Verse 2]

(To)day you won a ticket to see Doctor J
Front row seat (eat free!) no pay
Radio in hand, snacks by feet
Game's about to start, you kickin' popcorn to the beat
You finally wake up, Doc's gone to town
Round his back, through the hoop, and you scream "Touchdown!"
You be illin'

[Verse 3]

The other day around the way I seen you illin' at a party
Drunk as skunk you illin' punk and in your left hand was Bacardi
You went up to this fly girl and said "Yo, yo, can I get this dance?"
She smelt your breath and then she left you standin' in your illin'
stance
You be illin'

[Verse 4]

(For) dinner, you ate it, there is none left
It was salty, with butter and it was death
You proceeded to eat it cuz you was in the mood
But holmes you did not read it was a can of dog food!
You be illin'

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