1.Back From Hell
On the lower level where the devils dwell..
Comin from the one, comin back from hell
{＊'back..' - 'from the depths of hell' -＞ scratched by jay＊}
Peepin out the window, checkin on the criminals
Out in the yard, it's hard, but you're in
So you do your time and never let the time do ya
He lost his mind that's what the time'll do to ya
A brother in the box screamin find a ciggarette
Niggaz walkin by ain't tryin to hear that
So off to the day room, a fight in progress
A brother got sliced and diced over nonsense
D.o.i., dead on the island
The life the knife the price, for wigga-wildin
Never a day, i say i'm not leavin
Long as i live in a crib and i'm breathin
Four years done, another one in a cell
Don't need nobody to come, cause i'll be back from hell
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Fire and brimstone, sendin 'em home
To the brownstone, and on the streets that he roamed
Before he got locked up, he sewed the whole block up
People would jock, because he cooked the rock
Caught by the cop, he's knocked, and now he's faceless
The spot was hot, he's scott, that's what his name is
When he was out with clout, people surround him
Now that he's in the pen, niggaz downed him
Wait upstate, for the day, til they free the man
In '98, be straight, and then you'll see him again
Ready to kill, and steal, ill and build
A flyer empire, higher, still runnin the 'ville
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Boy goin to hell, another day in the dark
The brother wait in the park, blind faded and stalked
Naked, out to die and not movin
He needs a fix by six that means you've been
Strung out, your lung out, foamin with your tongue out
Back to hell and well, that's where you hung out
For the past and last year, your acts for cash here
Crash and smash any ass to get a blast yeah
The brother smother his mother, for another one
Then ill and kill, with the other son
For crack as well, the brother black he yell
You just stop and think, he's comin back from hell
{＊'back..' - 'from the depths of hell' -＞ scratched by jay＊}
.. 'from the depths of hell and you can smell the smoke!'
2.Bob Your Head
Bob your head.. (2x)
As we bop on..
To the break of dawn..
The non-stop hip-hop bop..
Takes you on down..
To the last, stop!! 'ruff, ruff an' rugged we comin..'
So won't ya bob your head.. 'ruff, ruff an' rugged we comin..'
B-b-ba bob your head.. 'ruff, ruff an' rugged we comin..'
A freak i find the kind to wine and dine
I freak a blind date, and your fate is to wait in line
At the party.. tryin to get a hottie
Cool t and roddy, d.m.c. and scottie
Big kev and marty, hurricane and arty
Phil, doug, and naughty - damn, a big party
So i grab the mic, i like, recite, the hype
And type, and write, with my..
Freak it 'fore the niggy night is done
For ricky-run to get dumb and then some
So while you're here, it's clear to every per-son
Ah that you need to bob get involved
And weave with ease and please the steez with g's
Now, just to be at ease
Cause this is it, legit, a hit, i throw a fit
Not slackin or lackin a bit, nah that ain't it
So just a bob ya head, like i said, the fresh it
So just a bob ya head.. 'ruff, ruff an' rugged we comin..'
Bob your head! 'ruff, ruff an' rugged we comin..'
'ruff, ruff an' rugged we comin..'
I make your heads bob, i got you slobbin the knob
So do a good job, why don't ya let me know - how ya livin
hobbes？
Whassup wit ya girl？ ya know i like the way your earrings jang
And your booty swing, ah while my beat go
Boom boom - why don't you let me take you to my room
Take off our shoes relax sit on bed and watch the looney tunes
But no! you want me take you out and wine and dine you
But i ain't got no time to chase behind and never find you
So be this dope a lethal dose of poisonious potion
Stick to the sound that's up and down now sit ya that's the
motion
Buckwild inna style for ya honey child
The organization of bobbin and pacin will make you bob a while
Grab a cutie, duke her bootee, bust a ？？ box
That's my duty, girl please do me, don't try to cockblock
Give nuff respect, i love the sex, again i said..
Here it comes from run (yo jay) 'yo d!' hoe bob ya head
'ruff, ruff an' rugged we comin..'
Ah just a bob ya head ..
Bob ya head 'ruff, ruff an' rugged we comin..'
Ah just a bob ya head ..
Well i believe you weave and bob the job is done
By run so come get some for fun
Keep the force i'm nicky-number one
And i'll scratch my vocord for f-f-fun
And nevertheless i must confess that it's a bless-un
That people are ride and must abide to this direct-ion
I triple it up to let you know that i'm a swift one
Those who oppose get broken nose that's how i live son
I move the head that's what i said, this is my miss-ion
I'm dickin em down and all around, to make the head bob
So bend your neck, give nuff respect to me, dance hobbes
For this is it, the brand new shit, i'd like to mention
So hurry up because the cut is my inven-tion
The jazz, pizazz, with class, at last
Kickin your ass, for the past
Three and a half minutes, you been in it to win it
So you defin-in-it..-itely need to bob your head
And i say!
I'd like to give a shout out to the hollis crew, in there!
My homeboy d.m.c., he's in there!
To my homeboy jam master jay
And the brothers at jmj, you know they in there!
To my man eric blam, in there!
To my man grand wizard cut professor dj dig, definitely in
there!
My name is run love and i'm out of here with the afros
And the 40 ounce crew!
3.Don't Stop
As i proceed indeed to take the lead with speed
All the suckers'll back off and fall
But this is the hype i like and the type of mic
You wanna fight？ just gimme a call
I'm going to breeze..
.. past the other mc's
And d's rhymes'll flow like water
The wind, the rain, the hurricane, it's all the same
With rhymes in order
And yo my name is run, and yeah i'm all that
Slap back the king of the daddy mack's
But that ain't the news i choose to tell
I gotta use the cruise that bruises well
For the grime you slime, you try to diss mine
I put your head to bed, cause it's bedtime
I knock out your teeth beneath your gums
Now you're mumblin - you bum!
(turn out the lights run!) picture punks playin me close
When i'm hard as hell, and that's all labelled suckers
Waitin for the king of swing to bring
'beats to the rhyme,' and yeah i'm runnin things
Now that's the name of the phrase,
So don't be amazed at the ways my rhyme displays
You gotta make the best of what you got to get to the top
In hip-hop, you gotta diggy diggy don't stop!
.. musical interlude ..
The ？？ artist, hittin hardest, smartest
Professor, compressor, impressor to the lesser
Low-life ？？ of the mic
I come correct! (you surely right)
The atmosphere is clear when i appear
Here to wax and tax an mc for mere pennies
And if any, wanna get with d
I crash and bash and smash his ass for free
Black man! originating creating a beat
I educate and straight from off the streets
Hard, like a man was born to be
It just just happened in rap i was born to be
King, yeah me the king of the rock
So let's rock the spot and diggy don't stop!
.. musical interlude ..
And i roll with soul and reach my goal, the story is told
D's bold, and suckers'll fold
And i'm run my son the fun has just begun
And some are slum, and make em sell til
Crumbles crumb they hum, those fools will come
And none have never done run, jay!
D.m.c. the king is me and i be
The voice of black community
So be the unity inside of me, and we
Will all agree about this - don't stop!
.. music to fade ..
4.Faces
In your face, all the time
All in your face when i'm kickin my rhyme
All these faces in front of me
Face to face with run-d.m.c...
Knuckleheads in my face for a second
But i move the crowd, and i reckon
That a sucker might jump and try to bait
So kill that noise and get out my face (punk)
And let a real mc collect dollars
The true crew and few come from hollis, queens
And by all means necessary
My vocabulary is very extensive, and expensive
So hard it'll put you in intensive care
Proceed with caution
Often suckers get lost in the sauce when
Faces just start speakin on faces
And leavin traces, other races be mocked
And it sparks a fight, day and night
Dark and light - different types of faces
Faces, faces
And everywhere you go you see..
Yeah yeah yeah
Break! as we come back on..
As we come back on..
All in your face, i place this rhyme!
Facin this crew, you're facin your doom
You got punched in the face
As soon as you heard this tune!
I race at a pace with no shoelaces
To racist faces, placin disgraces
Taste the bass of the racial facial
Disgraceful tasteless racist faces
Get out my face, don't bass, don't waste my time
My brother, i'm not color blind
I walk the face of the earth, face death
Face the best and i'll just
Rip flip and trip won't shut up or let up
Get out my face so we can go head up
(damn d!) yo yo yo they don't understand me
？？ when they always try to ban me
Hypin the stereotype of a face
And that's the problem with the human race
Haste makes waste, don't trace to other places
We're all the same but with different faces
..
Yeah d, and everywhere i go i see faces
Faces sweatin you and they sweatin faces
Around around the world, international faces
Yeah, now bust it
Yo, i took a look in the face of a girlie
The way she looks that jay must say
Somethin bout the way my afro is growin
But is it funky？ (yeah!) well okay
Is she jockin my 'fro or my fade？
Do she want me because of my name？
I like the ladies, sweet and serious
Not those hoes, that plays, the game
On every tom dick and harry
Shawn jerry john nick curly moe and larry
You thinkin you married？ well you crazy
My baby you won't carry
Cause i like a girl that's low-key
That's how it's gotta be to be with me
And i'll take her to all the exotic places
The name of this jam is called faces
Yeah.. so many faces..
And everywhere i go i see faces
And everywhere you go you see, the faces
International faces, i'm a afro and i'm outta here..
5.Groove To The Sound
Groove to the sounds of jam master jay
The high-potent, super-charged
Spiritual lyrical miracle, of a man
Damn, you can't understand
The fulfillment, of the prophecy
The epitome, the legacy, of every mc
Understand, to be the man
You got to beat the man
Got somethin to say, let the music play
Groove to the sound of jam master jay
It's the real, real deal
Don't you feel stupid？ reel to reel, and we looped it
Takes it around, we threw the sound
Threw down, now scoop this!
Here we go, like back in the days
The true heroes, mc's, dj's
The hollis crew, we rocked the spot
Fe-male grou-pies, they jock a lot
Ugly hoes jockin, don't give em no rap
Sack ？？ or not, cause my posse's strapped
Don't deny us, the flyest guys in town
Punks, try us, you get beat down
The 40 ounce crew and afros is in charge
We n.f.l. - that's niggaz fuckin large
And we drive big cars
Our entourage, is rollin hard
We don't play uh-uh no way
Groove to the sound of jam master jay
Ah let's go now..
Ya don't stop..
You keep on and..
Rock the house!
So slam for the jam, fast, if ya can
Damn i never ran, cause man i am
Gonna keep the beat complete (complete)
Compete defeat (defeat), and serve suckers a seat!
And now you're lazy crazy, a daisy don't faze me
Here's my nine now raise me
Another vic to stick and lick so quick
You got your ass kicked now get off my dick
Pull up to the bumper baby
And kiss my motherfuckin ass!
As we come, together, forever, whenever
The clever get better (better) so get yourself together
And listen to the rhymes i'm about to say
And groove to the sound of jam master jay
Ah let's go now..
Ya don't stop..
You keep on and..
Rock the house!
Now i kick a lyric live, rip rockin rhymes
A line on time, a fine design
All the girls, look my way
All on mines and they always say,
'd.m.c. - you look so cute
In your carhart suits, and adidas boots'
I'm not souped, i just troop
Loop the loop, for my crew
I hold the fort, fly rhymes i sport
I fought then brought you the knowledge you sought
So listen good, and listen well
Cause i +raise hell+ with the stories i tell
Which i say and play, day by day
When i groove to the sounds of jam master jay
So let's go now..
Ya don't stop..
You keep on and..
Rock the house!
And aiyyo! i just wanna shout out to my home-bro, from tokyo!
And check this out, if you're a critic, you can get the diddick
Just because i pop a lot of shittit
All the way, to l.a.
And to my homeboys, ladi dadi
I just wanna know, why you rock it so hard
And to the hollis crew, the 40 ounce crew
And the afros too, just wanna let you know,
This is what we love, to do!
(yeahhhh babyee) augggh!
6.Kick The Frama Lama Lama
Auhhh!
Yes yes y'all
Off to the lagoon, so soon, my tune'll have room
To go boom so i go to the ？pazoom？
Place where the bass in your face is never 'ternal
Then i ran into my man the alligator so
How you livin like a sucker wife is such a nag
I wish i wish when niggaz fish they'd make a gator bag
But other than that i'm livin fat i got a record deal
Me and this pig got fifty gigs yo homeboy check it squeal
He said his rap and that was that and i was left alone
Let me kick you this lyric
Gather round now hear about the flintstones
Fred and barn' and all the rest of the flintstones
They got a benz with rocks and dark tints homes
Kitted out, vvs the whole bit
People screamin on fred and sayin, 'oh shit!'
And then my man fred came home late (doin what？)
Cold beefin bout, mr. slate
And then he walked to the door, seen wilma cryin
Fred said, 'yo hoe, i ain't lyin!'
And next thing, you heard a little crunch
Fred fell (what？) result of a punch
And then they got up, and went and got the crew
Back to the hoe's house -
Yabba dabba dabba dabba doo y'all
A dabba doo y'all
And that's comin straight from me to you y'all
You need a umbrella if it starts to rain
You need a umbrella if it starts to rain
You need a umbrella if it starts to rain
So why didn't you just bring a raincoat？
And i hope, that you have a boat
Cause my cussin is floodin and you need to stay afloat
Not on water, but on somebody's daughter
You never ever wanna say that you caught a
Breeze, that'll freeze or some kind of the disease
To make you ill and sneeze (ah-choo!)
I'm tryin to tell you baby pop
You press your luck or youse a sucker suckin on a lollipop
You knocked off the boots and only got your shit wet
Needles inject just to disinfect, you're upset
Your stupid monkey-ass didn't protect yourself
Kick the frama lama lama lama lama!
Ah-choo!
Motherfuckers poppin shit about a nigga goin out
Without a hit or shit to his name to claim
And aim that shit towards me, nah..
That ain't what time it is, cause this is mines and his
'member the crime you did？ don't ever close your lid
Cause if you sleep i keep the cheap motherfuckin
Tape you gave me, so behave see
My name is run and i'll run this ruler up your ass
And measure the shit you're poppin
There's no stoppin or coppin or playin with me
You see, i'll break your fuckin neck, i'm deadly!
7.Livin' In The City
Livin in the.. livin in the.. livin in the.. livin in the
ci-tayyyy!
(this what happens in the city e'ryday)
C-c-livin in the ci-tayyyy!
C, ci-c, ci-c-c-c-c-ci-tayyyy!
From the city, although it ain't pretty
And times gettin down to the nitty gritty
The city busy, traffic tragic
Magic graphic ain't nuttin to laugh at
Poverty, robbery, larceny
Problems to me so don't bother me
With the drugs thugs i ain't got no time for that
I'm too busy tryin to get another brother's, pockets fat
Stay the fuck in school, cool learn the rule
Knowledge to fuel the brain the tool
I kick info just to let you know
The rhyme gonna show you how far you can go
In the city
L-li-li-la-li, li-li-livin in the ci-tayyyy!
The ci-tayyyy!
＊car tires squeal＊
8.Naughty
And i say.. the brother's about to get naughty!
Rockin you on down.. to the last.. stop!
See them on the corner, scheamin a scam
Makin plans beat the man that'll put him in ？amb's？
Cut for the loot to group, hit a troop or bank
No thanks to the brothers in blue
Freeze stay at ease, nigga get to your knees
Seen cash in the back, about a hundred g's
Step to the next, got a scam with checks
Cold stole a bankroll from plenty of ？？ then
Up to the ave., a cab to the lab
To make a stop to drop off the money in the bag
And then send a friend that's been down
To do a job to rob a brother in town
Livin and givin a damn, two different things
The brother dig diamond rings
It's not about makin the money, but the money is taken
Shake em down, flip em out, then break em
He'll break a leg, to get the money
A diggy diggy don't forget he'll break a law, seen
Ain't a damn thing funny bout a nigga named sonny
But the brother's about to get naughty
The brother's about to get naughty! (4x)
Starin and tearin in my direction
Selection is vexin, i brought protection
Suspicious, frisk us, ？ has to diss us
Scoldin and holdin me 'gainst my wishes
Searchin my ride, my body, my soul
Tryin to find some kind of substance control
Maybe someone is carryin a gun
No, nothing, no one has none
Gloomy and sorry when i come clean
Yo officer, what does this mean？
My system is loud and i draw a crowd
Not only king, i'm black and i'm proud
This ride is mine, do you mind if i own
So stop tryin to rob mines and leave me alone
The officer said i saw you before
Comin out the door of a grocery store
I said to my partner there goes a man
And he's got a trouble starter, inside his hand
My man eric blam said stop on the cops
And then what the blam said, you're sure to get shot
Now they ignore me cause you saw me with a 40
He thought the brothers were about to get naughty
The brother's about to get naughty! (4x)
How ya livin on the ill side, makin a livin
Driven, never givin a damn about the women and
If this is life, your wife, you're livin trife
For spite you hit the pipe every night and just fight
You're naughty, make a girl get physical
She get loose for juice and then you diss her
Pull and take another girl on a escapade
A trip around the world a what a mess you made
Another lady, gravy, maybe you're crazy
You see ？ ？？ today, you don't faze me
But gettin kinda hectic on the power tip
A brother gotta pay no matter how it get
Face the facts, base the crack,
Taste the stacks last, and these suckers are back
So when you see the company that claim to be
The truth you done get raw, see
Check out the three, run-d.m.c.
And the brothers about to get naughty!
The brother's about to get naughty! (4x)
Open up the door and let the brothers in
Cause it's a sin, if we ain't down, on what's happenin
Yo what's up, you don't like the way i walk
Or i guess it's, just the way i talk or are you prejudiced
Invited to the show, threw on my afro
Jumped out the limo, get to the front, you tell me no
Yo i just came to mingle, watch the earrings jingle
Grab a cutie rub-a-dub 'til it tingle
But you wanna single me out, but i ain't did that
Check me, i ain't strapped, pull the barricade back
I'm comin in black, i know you're hard dick
Six foot bodyguard, but why should i be barred
Yo, yo, pass the 40
Cool t, hurricane, run and d's about to get naughty..
The brother's about to get naughty! (4x)
9.Not Just Another Groove
One two, one two, and i say
I go by the name of jam master jay
And the hollis crew, we here to stay believe that
Hey, as we let the music play
Pay attention and listen as i mention
A recital of mic to speeches
From the book of the 40 ounces
Of the most powerful words ever spoken
Topsy-turvy, they try to serve me
Disturb me, curve me, boy they never heard me
Slammin, jammin, i be bammin
Makin takin breakin and rammin
Run got a beef with those that cold think that
Sun and the moon and soon you will drink that
Wine for the rhyme that i'm, not a stink brat
Run havin fun my son, just where the ink's at
Up on the top i pop and drop, you feel
So low you go for joe you know, what the deal
I might just strike tonight, and make you say
(run ran the place with bass and bust boo-tay)
Go check the clock i rock your jock so hard
Make you feel the deal is i'm top card
Come in my face and bass and i might just
And it's not n-n-not, n-n-not just another groove
Not just another..
Ah yeah, one two one two jam master jay
Hollis crew here to stay, augghh!
Afros, 40 ounce crew in effect, word up
Bout to break ya neck with another groove
Kick it d
Check out the lyric, hear it, cheer it, fear it
So loud and clear that you can't come near it
Words are heard, i never speak the weak
You pissed me off, now i'm takin a leak
I kill at will, thrill, top bill
I'm makin a mill, and damn i'm still
Makin history on the m-i-c
And for the young ladies, a nigga like d'll
Be waxin taxin no relaxin breakin backs
And bustin raps and i'll be strapped
In my cadillac, and you know that for a fact
I'm strapped with rap but yo, i'm also
Record breakin never flakin wide awake
And titles i'm takin and i'll be makin
Ladies groove cause i prove i can soothe when they
Oooooh, this one's called - not just another groove
Not just another..
Not just another..
(not just another one, not just another one)
Deliverin, i'll deliver and give ya
Whatcha been waitin (one two three) for／four
This, is the gift of the gab
That i had when i came out the lab
The masterpiece was released
Let's cease the beef and all those misbeliefs
That we can't do our thing on a positive tip
I'm tryin to tell ya
It's been a long time -- we need a change
Time for things to be rearranged
Time to get our act together
Whoever's clever or better - never let
Another brother or sister get dissed cause they missed the
Knowledge and wisdom and damn i wish ya
Get with the stop the violence move
Won'tcha hear me say peace, and it's not just another groove
Yeah jay i just wanna say whassup to the brothers and sisters
out there
(yeah.. it's not just another groove)
{＊ad libs to the end of 'stop the violence' + more＊}
10.Party Time
Intro／chorus：{unknown singers}
It's party time, and we came here to party
So get up and move your body, cause it's party time
It's party time, and we came here to party
So get up and move your body, cause it's party time
Come inside, the time is fine and i'm
Really ready to drop a heavy bassline
On the crowd that's loud and proud the rhyme
Is mine and the jam of party time
We're well equipped to flip and trip you out
I never slip but i rip the jam no doubt
So grab a girl ？？ i know you wanna play
The funky jam i never quit until the break of day
Here we go on a afrolistic journey
Here come the jam but don't forget to bring ？？
To make sure the beat is upheld
The beat is raw and run's banged it well
To make it take you to your destination
It's just the jam that slam across the nation
I gotta rock, you know i gotta good rhyme
So grab a girl, and listen to the good times
Now sweat til you're wet and get done
And i'll bet you get some..
Heat to release the piece to have fun
So just grab a girl, cause it's party time
Chorus
Groove, breathe, wind blowin the leaves
I'm at ease, can you feel the funky sensation
I might take a vacation
On the seven seasons
Reasons to be cheerful, sun shinin, run rhymin
I'm right behind him
Jay, you know where to find him
Shinin like a diamond, if i'm lyin i'm dyin
{girrrrrrrrrrrls, drive me crazy}
So fine, goin out of my mind
I keep em goin, they sayin, i've got the rhyme
Ooze, cruise, gonna take a cruise
Jing-a-ling-a-ling-a-ling i'm never singin the blues
Afros, studios, doin shows
Four-o's i suppose, no one knows
Who's rockin the hoes, tell me that
You gotta be (funky)
Chorus
Now let your body be free
And yeah, go you know
Never slow the flow til it's time to go
Cause that ain't the way you play the crowd
You gotta mingle, single girls allowed
So round em up, get a cutie in the spot
Look at the booty, do me, time to rock
And make all the girls give up the play
Get on the floor and make your day
So you're illin, still it's four o'clock
You won't leave til you see em close the spot
You gotta stay til they play the last song
Til the night gives light to the early morn'
Check the place and the taste of the bass is on the case
A negative thought that you brought just erased
Put away the nine and keep in mind
That the jam'll slam when it's party time
Chorus (＊repeat with ad libs to fade＊)
11.Pause
Afros.... yeahhh
Afros! yeahhh
Brothers be out there doin crack... nooooooo
They be doin dope... nooooooo
They be gangbangin! nooooooo
All them brothers need to just
Pause
Yeah i'm with that
Here comes the afros, and the forty ounce crew
Who say slowly but surely, we gonna turn the mother out
We got more, in store, young ladies on the floor, so cool out
Pause
Intro, which means i start it
In other words, herbs departed
Pause, stop for the cause
Get up, get down, you get yours
Chill, no time to get ill
Word to herb -- yeah it's the will of god
So whassup hobbes？
Just jock, clock, rock, and don't stop but
Pause
Pause, pause for the cause, get yours
But don't break laws
Quit, quit it, forget it
Pause, say your way with it
Pause, if you did it, admit it
Cause, you shouldn'ta did it
Next time, you think of doin a crime
Pause, and remember this rhyme
Pause for the cause, cause broken laws
Are just like broken jaws
They take a long time to heal
I'm for real, and i know the deal
Look it over, investigate
Evaluate, think!
Life is wrong, and full of flaws
Before you break laws just pause!
I think that worked man (4x)
Pause
Yeah pause, this beat is dope d
I'm tellin you, this beat is dope, just slammin, it's dope
Well if it's dope, i hope it's not crack
Or coke, or nuttin like somethin you ever smoke
And if they offer you some say no
Or pause
The reason i wrote this rhyme, is not to climb
But just to tell all mankind
That the use and abuse of drugs -- will what？
Will, blow, your, mind
Like dough makes bread, it goes straight to your head
You're misled and then you're dead
Now that's not fly, when you die
On a high
Like a trip, oooh, you make me sick
Ill, lookin like doo doo on a stick
You don't have to be a vic
Life is like a flick, so pause
Pause, p-pause, pause, p-p-pause
Alright y'all, now that you understand
My man run never ran
I'm gonna take this mic yo my hand
And hand this to the one man band
Now pause, now pause
I'm jay, i make up the trey
Now check out the dance that i display
It's called the pause
A new thing, on the dancefloor
First you move, then you stop
Combine the hustle, foxtrot, pop and lock
Put em all together why because
It's called the pause
Slammin, the dance is slammin
Pause, the people are jammin
Stop again, back to the groove
I show you how to move
Pause
It's simple, just like stop and go
You can pause on the fast or slow
Participate, won't you all get down
Here's a solo from my homeboy stanley brown
Ahh yeah, i like this r＆b shit...
Pause, pause, one more time!
Yeah, do that, do that...
Now pause!
12.P Upon A Tree
Aiyyo man pull over! {＊tires squeal＊}
I got to pee i got to pee upon a tree, right
I got to pee i got to pee upon a tree..
I pee upon a tree because i drink too much olde e
And not time, for pee, to come out, on me, so i
I go and pee i go and pee upon a tree, right
I go and pee i go and pee upon a tree.. (buk buk buk)
The people walk by and say, 'aiyy d.m.c.!'
'no no, no no, yo bro it is not me.' right？
I got to pee i got to pee upon a tree, right
I got to pee i got to pee upon a tree..
13.Sucker D.j.'s
And you say..
As we go, with the rhyme flow
Just to let you know, darryl and joe
Featuring dj jam master jay
All the motherfuckin way
One time, just to blow your mind
And this is how we do it, just for the people
Sucker d.j.'s are really crazy clowns
Clowns - cold clockin clowns
When will they learn that they had ？ by the pounds
Pounds - cold clockin pounds
Sucker d.j.'s bite our lines up all damn day
All - all damn day
Sucker d.j.'s that's on jam master jay
Uhh ahh ahh uhh ahh ahh
Jam master.. aiyyo..
The crew is here with you, a check it out y'all
Jam master.. ah tell me
What the fuck you gonna do？
14.The Ave.
These are the words that i wrote so i hope that ya don't man
I'll never joke about the coke that you're smok-in
Understand you're fuckin up, fuckin up the block
Got shot rocked and that's just where the shit stops
..
What's the meaning of this？ i must be dreaming
Everybody's ？？ when i see men dealing
For a rhyme or rope, or a dime of coke
Sometimes i rhyme when i'm crying broke
Many many many records broke laws, broke jaws
A few months ago i had to 'pause'
During that time, me and my man
Was chilling on the corner with a quart in our hands
A beef broke out, at soul kitchen spot
It was crazy baby pop, someone got shot
I seen him drop - then came the cops
Sayin, 'nobody run - everybody stop'
I wanted to run, cause i was carryin my gun
Darryl mack packin mine, strapped with my nine
Everyone on the wall, that's what the cop said
Everyone complied, except bald dread, he said,
'blood claat boi me nah hafa deal wit dat
Yo i'm a superstar for de world dem call 'im darryl mack'
I turned around and said, 'word up cop!'
He said, 'd.m.c., take your ass down the block'
If it happened to him, it could happen to you
Cause that's what's happenin on the avenue
When i.. 'uhh, uhh uhh, uhh.. uhh..'
'na-na-na-na-na! the ave.'
Now on the ave. (what？) people steal and they dealin away
I got the feelin the illin will never ever pay
Cause on the street, you're never in the fast lane
You go to jail or get a bullet in your brain
People laugh and smile at a stick-up
A young man in a rut, shakin a big cup
People pass his ass and say, 'tough luck'
To waste time for a dime is cold fucked up
A loud shot in the air - not rare
A brother fell to the ground, nobody cares
You ask why, the baby cry, a man laugh
Nobody give a damn, that's how they livin on the ave.
... auuugh!
Away from the ave. they have what's called the backstreets
Another world of girls that crawl the backseats
Systems that are kickin, sinkin many black beats
(this and that goin on ？？？ street)
I remember the time there was a jam in ？？？
？？, the music, no ？？ til after dark
That's when the shit starts happening
(brother from the ave. this and that again)
Body move in the back and a quarter in the jar
Find the rules by the basketball court in the park
And the ？ by the bench where the 40 dogs spark
The crowd crowds around like they found noah's ark
The young, hung, and swung on a swing
Glidin and slidin and ride the ding-a-ling
I didn't see a kid by the see, so he saw
(near the monkey bars, funky cars we adore)
I'm throwin fate to the gate ？？ ？？
(and my man from japan got vicked for sure)
Do me a favor when you roll with your crew
You gotta check out, check out, the avenue
15.What's It All About？
{＊jam master jay obliges with the cut..
'run.. dee.. run.. d.. m.. c..'
'here we go again!' -＞ chuck d＊}
'what's it all about？' (4x with stutter repeats)
Livin in the city - the crack the mack and all that
Easy does it, is it was it
The black or white that friday night
In those racist places - let's get it right
Ah to the maximum, and keep askin 'um
When the city gonna fix where the blacks are from
And every day around the way another one got
Bucked in his head - from a gunshot
No chance in advance for the ambulance
Cause he was just another victim of the circumstance
A brother died, the mother cried, it was a pity
But that's how it goes down when you're livin in the city
{＊jam master jay cuts 'what's it all about？' samples＊}
Just a hard rock, call him a hard rock
In the metropolis there's no stoppin this
Can't agree with society poppin this
Disagree with the plea when they coppin it
Some men pretend the end will come soon
They gather what they can and them boom
You played yourself, you made your wealth;
The deal was dealt - now your health is in question
Three card molly, hoodlums - who are we？
Pollution, prostitution, in god we -
- need a solution, revolution, substitution
For the thing's that we're abusing
Pity the city, for the people livin out on the streets
Yo we homeless, the homeless need to eat
There's no progress for the rest
God bless for less
{＊jam master jay cuts 'what's it all about？' samples＊}
(＊musical breakdown＊}
Mandela's free
And now it's tumblin down
Freedom of speech for each
My funky rhyme i never quit until the break of day
Now here we go as i flow and show and kick
And be a.. seer cause i'm reason with run
Let the jam slam my man and tell me
What's it all about？
{＊jam master jay cuts 'what's it all about？' samples＊}
(＊musical breakdown＊}
I flex my muscle, what i must do
Is bumrush you, fuck you i'll crush you
The ku klux klan is fucked up
And every good man'll understand
Beginnin and winnin, from the first fuckin vocal
I spoke to you, i ain't no joke to you
I do what i want to do
If you don't like what me and my crew is doin then fuck you
What i do and what i done with jay and run
None could ever become, to sum it up bum..
Get off my dick and out my kingdom
(yo yo d tell em where you're from)
Straight from hollis, queens
I'm still eatin collard greens and i'm doin the same things
I ain't never goin out suckers..
Punk motherfuckers!
What's it all about？
(＊musical breakdown＊}
16.Word Is Born
1990, and this is what's goin on
To the break of dawn
24／7, run-d.m.c. in effect
That's ？？
All those weak-rhymin, rewindin mc's
Yeah, speakin on truth
From the old school on down to the youth
Since the days, that i was the age of
'three'; stop - listen to me
This is how it used to be - 'go!'
Stand on another line, why？
You did a crime now the time is mine
I school you and your crew, why？
Youse is my brother
Stop - sellin and killin one another
Take some time, to see what's missin
Brothers in the ？, we on a mission
Thinkin back from the sale you made
And back home, a grave is what your brother paid
His life, because of a system
Now you think you're down, you cold dissed him
Shut up, cause i'm fed up, with this culture
And flyin high in the sky, a big vulture
Waitin and debatin, to see who's next
For 'brothers and sisters' of the opposite sex
So hold on, keep it intact
And go on, flow on, positive black
B-boys be black be proud, right on
'you know we're bout to' be black
And my word is born
My word is born
My word is born
My word is born
Let's, let's..
Let's begin to talk truth -- it seems
That y'all make a big out of things that are small
We all play the same game for fame to claim
？？ bright lights and write your name
They'll soup you up, til you think you're large
Got a spot on tour, but i'm still in charge
A big nigga's hittin it, don't renege
Bust a rap like a cap like a snap of twig
That extends from the hands of a branch on a tree
Like you new jack rappers, run from me
I got proof of truth, i cut and go raw
(word em up d!) my word is born
{＊cuts by jay and samples to the last ten seconds＊}
1990's
And ain't nuttin changed, punk!
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