Yeah, one two one two And I say as we let the music play This is dedicated to Ruddy Ray from all the homeboys around the way So def it won't get an F Jay receives an A for his essay Spins til you're dizzy Born to get busy Is he the Jam Master? Isn't he, or is he? And my name is D.M.C. The K-I-N-G The car that I drive is called a Caddy The drink that I drink is called O.E. And I wear my glasses so I can see My homeboy right next to me His name is DJ Run Shoots a gift like a gun Slays suckers one by one Rather chill than kill cause the killing's no fun So together forever Crew be tougher than leather We gonna slay the bad ones until there are none Run-D.M.C.'s award nominee The K-I-N-G's of all M-I-C's Like Hercules, with rhymes like these Never crackin not lackin and I still pull G's Well I ah, impress the bad, suggest the rad Who be less when they 'fess, against the test And I insist that this, with a flick of the wrist will be kid not dissed at the top of the list So go a-head, and stand, check out the man With a clan, never ran, and in demand So just a Bust a rhyme It's a must cause I'm Funky fresh, in the flesh AND YOU KNOW THE TIME Why don't ya, bust it son Cause I'm number one Just do it, pursue it Hit it Run! Yo I'm flowin and showin rocks knots and shockin the mind I'm only chillin and killin, so won't you check out the rhyme Meetin greatin and seatin, suckers all in a row Crashin mashin and bashin, my name is Run, call me Joe Fat as ever and clever, and never second to none Wearin leather and better (What's your name?) DJ Run But in the summer's a bummer, cause I leave em at home Just Adidas and me, and ? and D on the phone Diggin eyein the crown, sellin skills by the pound Makin breakin and takin all of the suckers around Puttin fear in the heart, at the top of the chart Stunning gunning and funning, cause Run's running this art DJ's facing the rage, never losing a show Cause when the set is a match, then they're ready to go Swervin curvin deservin, the grass grow everyday Cause makin money ain't funny, ain't that right JMJ? Full in effect, set comin correct Yet gainin respect, still breakin a neck I'm coolin and chillin, not foolin with illin On the mission it's thrillin, and I'll make a killin My higher desire, go high and then fly ya Makes me the messiah, I'll neve rretire I'm spankin and bankin, high rankin and skankin Improvising, suprising, I'm rising and flaking My boys on the side, the front and the back A Cadillac and a stack, for the King Darryl Mack Not workin for free, pocket full with a G And they always ask me, D.M.C., "How'd ya do it Dee?" On the go with Joe, makin pay with Jay All day, WHY? Cause I'm livin that way One wonders, WHAT? How it gets done I hear questions, FROM WHO? From everyone I'm cool.. I broke the rule Breakin all but laws, when I break fool Cause I'm the man.. that was born to rule every girl in the world, and make them drool It's easy to be, it's easy to D It's easy to G, it's easy to me Wanna know how I do it, got a goal, I pursue it Got the soul, to get to it, you was told, so you knew it The answers, from questions, I'm tellin to thee Cause they always ask me, D.M.C., "How'd ya do it Dee?"