[D.M.C.]
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!
[Run]
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!
[both]
As we come, together, forever, whenever
The clever get better (better) so get yourself together
[Run]
And listen to the rhymes I'm about to say
-a
