Run D.M.C. - School Of Old lyrics

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Run D.M.C. - School Of Old lyrics

Now the things i do make me a star And you could be too if you know who you are Like a bum on the corner big boy in the car (car) See the ki ki kid rock with the bawitdaba We hard as raw, what you saw is law Once again my friend, it's dj run on tour Like dj run's his name and kid rock is his He's dmc, it's like that, and that's the way it is Beats get ya open my voice is just like a hurra.. Cain comin' vainin' and feignin' and rainin' terror Those doing shows they knows i go over Hoes even chose to pose, but get runover I comes to see the three, and it's plenty Jay's running dmc, that's what their puttin' Never been a time like this that's so vital I'm the king of rock 'cause that's my title Then take a count, 1, 2, 3... Run-dmc and jam master jay Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh You see, i want respect, and if i'm correct Then you're all like a ball that i have checked And the shots that they take have no effect Some punk tried to dunk but he broke his neck 'cause i rock harder, and i roll farther You wanna battle kid rock, b**h don't bother To waste your time, messin' with my rhyme The only kick you'll get out of it is in your behind Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh Fire, flames, my name is worldwide When we yes yes y'all, we rock it all night To other emcees doin' rock n roll (roll) It's run-dmc, kid rock patrol Dj run 'til i'm done, dmc's the soul Got mtv on yo' 'mote control (control) Platinum, platinum can't mess with gold We never let go of the mic's we hold Our joints get played, cuts deluxe a la mode Dmc spittin' flames while your jams is cold Over 30 million records worldwide we sold Daryl mac, jmj, and my name is joe The other emcees know about the show Hooked the turntables up to the telephone pole Rock a rhyme 99 'til it's time to go 'cause before long, dj run got a rhyme to flow I come from a school that they call the old Dmc stands for devasting mic control I come from a school that they call the old We never let go of the mic's we hold I come from a school that they call the old Over 30 million records worldwide we sold I come from a school that they call the old It's run-dmc, kid rock patrol (patrol patrol patrol...) Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh I come from a school that they call the old Dum diddy dum diddy diddy dum dum You see, i want respect, and if i'm correct Then you're all like a ball that i have checked And the shots that they take have no effect Some punk tried to dunk but he broke his neck 'cause i rock harder, and i roll farther You wanna battle kid rock, b**h don't bother To waste your time, messin' with my rhyme The only kick you'll get out of it is in your behind

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