Run D.M.C. - King of Rock (Live, From Live Aid) | Текст песни

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• King of Rock (Live, From Live Aid)

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"J-A-Y are the letters of his name"
"Cuttin and scratchin are the aspects of his game"
"Jam Master Jay"
"D.M.C."

ONE TWO, ONE TWO
MIC CHECK, ONE TWO
TESTING ONE TWO IN THE PLACE TO BE...

"D.M.C."

ONE TWO, ONE TWO
MIC CHECK, ONE TWO
CAN I HAVE EVERYBODY'S ATTENTION PLEASE?

"D.M.C. and Jam-Master Jay"

Everybody out there
Lemme hear you say YEAAAAAAH ("YEAAAAAH")
Say, HELL YEAH!! ("HELL YEAH!!")
Say, PARTY! ("PARTY!!")
C'mon PARTY! ("PARTY!!")
Lemme hear you say PARTY! ("PARTY!!")
Now SCREEEEAM (*crowd goes nuts*)
Now everybody...clap your hands...

To the people in the back
Clap your hands, to the people in the front
Clap your hands, to the people on my left
Clap your hands, to the people on my right
Clap your hands, to the people in the middle
Clap your hands, to the people in the front
Clap your hands, lemme hear it

"Run-Run-Run-Run" "IT!"

"Run-Run-Run-Run" "IT!"

"Run-Run-Run-Run-Run" "IT!"

"Run-Run-Run-Run" "IT!"

"Run-Run-Run-Run"

NOW IT'S ABOUT THAT TIME, FOR US TO SAY
THAT WE'RE...("Run-D.M.C. and Jam Master Jay")

WE GOT, A WHOLE LOT OF ROCK GROUPS, BACKSTAGE TONIGHT
BUT DEE WANTS Y'ALL TO KNOW, ONE THING...

I'm the king of ROCK, there is none HIGHER
Sucker MC's should call me SIRE
To burn my kingdom, you must use FIRE
I won't stop rockin' 'til I retire

Now we rock the party and come correct
Our cuts are on time and rhymes connect
Got the right to vote and will elect
And other rappers can't stand us, BUT GIVE US RESPECT!!

Yo Dee...do me a favor...Tell 'em Dee...

Now just throw your hands in the sky
And wave 'em from side to side
And if you wanna have fun with Dee (AND RUN!)
Somebody say, ALRIGHT ("ALRIGHT!")
ALRIGHT ("ALRIGHT!")
Say HOOOOOOO!! ("HOOOOOO!!")
HOOOOOOO!! ("HOOOOOO!!")
One time...two time...aiyyo Run, let's get at 'em!

They called us ill (we're gettin iller)
There's no (one chiller)
It's not (Michael) JACKSON, and this is not "Thriller"
As one def rapper, I know I can hang
I'm Run from Run-D.M.C., like Kool from Kool and the Gang

Roll to the rock, rock to the roll
D.M.C. stands for DEVASTATING Mic Con-TROL
You can't touch me with a ten foot pole
And I even made the devil sell me his SOUL

You know what? I think like a war or somethin...(WHY?)

Cause we crash through walls, cut through floors
Bust through CEILINGS and knock down doors
And when we're on the tape, we're fresh out the box
You can hear our sound, for blocks and blocks
For every living person, we're a ?purple treat?
It's me and D.M.C., Jay where's the BEAT?!

They act like, they don't know over here, Dee
Can I tell y'all sumthin? (Yeah, what are we, Run?)

Now we're the baddest of the bad, the coolest of the cool
I'm D.M.C., I rock and roll, I'm DJ Run, I rock and rule
It's not a Trick or Treat, and it's not a April Fool
It's all brand new, never ever old SCHOOL!

Y'know they act like, they don't wanna party, y'know wassup man?
(Wassup man?) Y'know somethin? (What they got?)

You got the music in your body and you can't comprehend
When your MIND won't wiggle and your knees will bend
Music ain't nothin but a people's jam
It's DJ Run-D.M.C. rockin without a BAND!

As it is plain to see, we have no band
Just Jam

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