Uh-huh, yeah, Yo, yo I seen 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 to the light Next seen him on stage with some platinum shells With baguettes on the that spelled, "Raising Hell"
I said, "Run the crowd yell you paid 'em well" he said to ask Bertha Dell, who the hell? Oh well, I thought I was bein' impressed Until my man called me up and told me listen to
I ain't what to do, it was like Run was sunnin' everybody But then again the shit was must want him gone, hoppin' on chrome Sayin' they the kings, please, you kept the warm
Ain't nobody than this twenty year veteran Even as a Reverend, hotter than you been It don't really matter who the you are The fakest of all cats or the of stars
Tryin' to doubt these three, you 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 they droppin' Ahhh, the 'bout stackin' the ends
Yo, Rev. Run, run the block, swerve the Flow is hot, don't need no gun to I'm sick of Vidal, your tried to get me to fall I'm it raw, even in the thick of it all
Run laps around wack cats, I hate way back, made great tracks, I lace raps Yo face that, you catch aluminum bats numerous cats with Run-D.M.C. on they hats
You ain't gettin' no show 'til your out The label wanna spend money yo what's that about? No clout, had to for a fake amount While my catalog than your bank account
No doubt, I'm the greatest all fo' sho' Rev. Run comin' and leavin' niggaz in awe
Like ahhh, Dunn done did it Ahhh, pad hit the pen Ahhh, man droppin' gems Ahhh, the kid's 'bout stackin' the
Ahhh, Dunn done did it Ahhh, pad hit the pen Ahhh, man they droppin' Ahhh, the kid's 'bout stackin' the
Yo Run remember night at the light 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 doors What is that, for more
Nah son, for tours I see you've been me for quite some time Yo my bad a thing, nigga I noticed you rhyme
Yo what a nigga gotta do to be more like A like me ain't got a clue First things first I DJ, Run all the Actors, want status
But can't have this Since "Krush Groove" you makin' them papes A lot of rap movies been made but most of them fake Thanks for the kid, now jump BACK in your car It's the Reverand leavin niggaz in awe, that's paw
Like ahhh, done did it again Ahhh, pad hit the pen Ahhh, man droppin' gems Ahhh, the 'bout stackin' the ends
Ahhh, Dunn done did it Ahhh, pad hit the pen Ahhh, man droppin' gems Ahhh, the kid's 'bout stackin' the
Ahhh, done did it again Ahhh, pad hit the pen Ahhh, man they droppin' Ahhh, the kid's 'bout stackin' the
Ahhh, done did it again Ahhh, pad hit the pen Ahhh, man droppin' gems Ahhh, the kid's stackin' the ends