King of Rock

King Of Rock - Run-D.M.C.

Lyrics by：Joseph Ward Simmons/Darryl McDaniels/Lawrence Smith

Composed by：Joseph Ward Simmons/Darryl McDaniels/Lawrence Smith

Run run D M C

Rock rock rock rock

For you for you

Fresh fresh fresh

Fresh fresh fresh

For all you sucker M C's perpetratin' a fraud

Your rhymes are cold wack and keep the crowd cold bored

You're the kind of guy that girl ignored

I'm drivin' a Caddy you fixin' a Ford

My name is Joseph Simmons but my middle name's Ward

And when I'm rockin on the mic you should all applaud

Because we're wheelin' dealin we got a funny feelin'

We rock from the floor up to the ceilin'

We groove it you move it it has been proven

We calm the savage beast because our music is soothin'

We create it relate it and often demonstrate it

We'll diss a sucker M C make the other suckers hate it

We're risin' suprisin' and often hypnotizin'

We always tell the truth

And then we never slip no lies in

No curls no braids peasy-head and still get paid

Jam Master cut the record up and down and cross-fade

Forget it

Because the rhymes I say sharp as a nail

Witty as can be and not for sale

Always funky fresh could never be stale

Took a test to become an M C and didn't fail

I couldn't wait to demonstrate

All the super def rhymes that I create

I'm a wizard of a word that's what you heard

And anything else is quite absurd

I'm the master of a mic that's what I say

And if I didn't say that you'd say it any way

Bust into the party come in the place

See the first things come the music in your face

Girls on the walls some on the floor

With the D J named Jay with the cuts galore

So listen to this because it can't be missed

And you can't leave till you're dismissed

You can do anything that you want to

But you can't leave until we're through

So relax your body and your mind

And listen to us say this rhyme hey

You might think that you have waited

Long enough till the rhyme was stated

But if it were a test it would be graded

A grade that's not debated

Nothing too deep and nothing dense

And all our rhymes make a lot of sense

So move your butt to the cut

Run amok you're not in a rut

Each and everybody out there we got the notion

We want to see y'all all in motion

Just shake wiggle jump up and down

Move your body to the funky sound

Side to side back and forth

We're the two M C's and we're gonna go off

Stand in place walk or run

Tap your feet you'll be on the one

Just snap your fingers and clap your hands

Our D J's better than all these bands

Huh huh huh huh huh huh huh

We got all the lines

And all the rhymes

We don't drop dimes

And we don't do crimes

We bake a little cake with Duncan Hines

And never wear the vest they call the Calvin Kleins

'Cause Calvin Klein's no friend of mine

Don't want nobody's name on my behind

Lee on my legs sneakers on my feet

D by my side and Jay with the beat

Beat beat beat

Jay Jay Jay Jay Jay Jay

We don't we don't but

Yo yo but but yo yo yo

One one two two three three

Hollis Crew crew crew

But but but for for the love now

Now now

Cool T now

Now

Hah ha

Ha ey ha ey

My my man Jam Master

Is in his place to be Jay Jay Jay Jay

The the big beat blaster

Blaster blaster

Wait up

Straight up the rap

All the way live live live

Re remember you don't stop

Kickin it and you don't stop

Rock d-dot d-dot rock the spot

Stick 'em stick 'em you don't stop hah

Stick 'em stick 'em

Run rocks it well we-welle-well

A-with the clientele

Krush Groove

Young ladies in the place

We we we're we we're we're we we're we're

We we're in the hottest space

Ha ha Cold Crush so Larry so Larry

Homeboys

Now we're talkin autographs

Autographs autographs and autographs

Fly girls in the place in the place

Homeboys

Hollis Crew

Feedback get back

To the crew

Two get back

Funk funk funk

Spirit spirit spirit

Forget folley folley

Right back break break break