D.R.A.M. - Get It Myself lyrics

Can I get this? Now DJ Run I run amuck and run to hit this "Hit it Run!" My name is Joe I need hoe Can I get a witness (Hoe!) And when I come you're lookin' dumb You say who did this (Did this) did this (Did this) Face you're lookin' dumb on, hum could you hum on Beats are droppin' now and what and why and when and how Drop it come on, come on, I got some on, my tip Get me up and goin' for the vickie vickie vick beefin' through your teeth and what you see is what you get s**ers what you lack is what you lickie lickie lick Now off into esophagus that be coughin' out a rhyme Now some are dumb make fun of dem but Run and dem be kind So come on, come on, got you swingin' on my bo s**ers seek my facial but you see I lay you low I flow (flow) you know (know) a pro (pro) and so (so) Let me get a hoe on the down-low "God damn!" Ah can I get it yo? (Yeah, you got it yo) Now can I get it yo? (Yeah, you got it yo) Can I get it yo? (Yeah, you got it yo) Now can I get it yo? (Yeah, you got it yo) It's like that y'all (that y'all) It's like that y'all (that y'all) My name is Darryl Mac and I'm fat y'all (fat y'all) Back one more time [time] here to get mine [mine] Fresh in the flesh with the hardcore rhymes (rhymes) Me, DMC (Cee) the only MC (Cee) Rock shock the house and I'm still co*k-dee (Dee) Brothers know my style (style) D Mac buckwild (wild) You wonder where I've been? I've been gone for a while (while) Back to attack [tack] the wick-wick-wack (wack) Me Darryl Mac [Mac] s**ers on my bozack Down with Run [Run] so don't act stunned [stunned] Run-DMC, shootin' like a shotgun (boom!) In effect, 'cause I'm still rulin' "I'm the King," and I'm still coolin' Now can I get it yo? (Yeah, you got it yo) C-can I get it yo? (Yeah, you got it yo) Now can I get it yo? (Yeah, you got it yo) Now can I get it yo? (Yeah, you got it yo) My name is Jay, the Jam Master, gettin' loose Tupac had some, but now I got the "Juice" I'm gettin' stupid, you wonder why I'm ill? 'Cause I've been around, and still got these sk**s (one one one) Two mic check gettin' wreck A real street n***a, so yo show respect I make you want to jump jump around wicked Run-DMC, and Jam Master kickin' it With the flow that's slow 'cause I'm good to go Still rock a show, gettin' dough, and Ey yo (Ey yo) Straight from Hollis, Queens, yeah you heard me "Jay!" Peace, arreviderci Now can I get it yo? (Yeah, you got it yo) Now can I get it yo? (Yeah, you got it yo) Now can I get it yo? (Yeah, you got it yo) Now can I get it yo? (Yeah, you got it yo) Now can I get it yo? (Yeah, you got it yo) Now can I get it yo? (Yeah, you got it yo) Now can I get it yo? (Yeah, you got it yo) Now can I get it yo? (Yeah, you got it yo) Still the King of Rock, hoe around the tick-tock Rappers sweatin Joseph Simmons, ever since I dropped Rock Box Multiplatinum, waxin' 'em while I'm maxin' 'em "Who's House?" God's House, so chill while I'm taxin' 'em Rappers poppin' mad smack, about the King of Rap Ten million sold, seven digit contract JMJ, gettin' busy on the crossfader Beats hardcore, diesel like the Schwarzenegger Respect the black crown Sounds underground Any stage they built Run tore it down! Now can I get it yo? (Yeah, you got it yo) Now can I get it yo? (Yeah, you got it yo) Now can I get it yo? (Yeah, you got it yo) Now can I get it yo? (Yeah, you got it yo) Now can I get it yo? (Yeah, you got it yo) Now can I get it yo? (Yeah, you got it yo) Now can I get it yo? (Yeah, you got it yo) Now can I get it yo? (Yeah, you got it yo) (God damn!)