Uh-huh, yeah, Yo, yo Aiyyo I Run with the chrome spinnin' Watchin' the Knicks in the of the 6 Pulled up on the like, "Who's winnin'?"
said, "Me since eighty-three, get it right" Politely flashed his Roley, then dipped to the Next night seen him on stage with some shells baguettes on the side that spelled, "Raising Hell"
I said, "Run the crowd yell like you 'em well" Then he said to ask Dell, who the hell? Oh well, I thought I was bein' impressed Until my man called me up and told me to Flex
I ain't know what to do, it was like Run was everybody But then the shit was true MC's must want him gone, hoppin' on Sayin' they the kings, please, you kept the warm
Ain't nobody better this twenty year veteran Even as a Reverend, than you ever been It don't really matter who the you are The fakest of all cats or the biggest of
Tryin' to these three, you breakin' the law They the kings, leavin' y'all in awe, that's paw
Like ahhh, done did it again Ahhh, pad hit the pen Ahhh, man droppin' gems Ahhh, the kid's stackin' the ends
Yo, Rev. Run, run the block, swerve the is hot, don't need no gun to cock I'm sick of Vidal, your tried to get me to fall I'm it raw, even in the thick of it all
Run around wack cats, I hate DAT's Since way back, made great tracks, I raps Yo face that, before you catch aluminum numerous cats with Run-D.M.C. on they hats
You ain't gettin' no show your album out The label don't wanna spend money yo what's about? No clout, had to settle for a fake While my catalog bigger than bank account
No doubt, I'm the all time fo' sho' Rev. Run comin' and leavin' niggaz in awe
Like ahhh, Dunn did it again Ahhh, pad hit the pen Ahhh, man they droppin' Ahhh, the 'bout stackin' the ends
Ahhh, Dunn did it again Ahhh, pad hit the pen Ahhh, man droppin' gems Ahhh, the kid's stackin' the ends
Yo Run remember that night at the in the back of the 6? Yeah, I was mad the Knicks lost, I got a new Yeah, I see, the Bentley Arnage, with the four What is that, for horse?
Nah son, for more I see you've been peepin me for quite time Yo my bad Ain't a thing, nigga I noticed you
Yo what a nigga do to be more like you? A like me ain't got a clue First things first I DJ, Run all the Actors, they status
But can't have this Since "Krush Groove" you been them papes A lot of rap movies been made since but most of them for the compliment kid, now jump BACK in your car It's the Reverand leavin niggaz in awe, real paw
ahhh, Dunn done did it again Ahhh, pad hit the pen Ahhh, man they gems Ahhh, the kid's stackin' the ends
Ahhh, Dunn did it again Ahhh, pad hit the pen Ahhh, man droppin' gems Ahhh, the 'bout stackin' the ends
Ahhh, Dunn did it again Ahhh, pad hit the pen Ahhh, man they droppin' Ahhh, the kid's 'bout stackin' the
Ahhh, Dunn done did it Ahhh, pad hit the pen Ahhh, man they droppin' Ahhh, the 'bout stackin' the ends