Jun 10, 2005 22:11
Kings from Queens from Queens come Kings
We're raisin' hell like a class when the lunchbell rings
The king will be praised and hell will be raised
S s s suckers try to phase us but it won't be phased
So what's your name? DMC, the king is me
Your high-ness or his majesty
Now you can debate, c c c contemplate
But you can't imitate DMC the great
Dissin' all the devils causin havoc hell
At a very high level base and treble shall yell
High in the heavens is our sound supreme
So clear the the ear it is sometimes seen
So loud like a cloud with thunder and lightning
So proud to the crowd it is somewhat frightening
No calm in the storm like a beast unleashed
There's no stopping 'cause the rocking cannot cease
Break
You see it's sort-a been hard, not one big song
Courageous and contageous so you better break North
Now I call on a road did you hear me call
Just listen what I'm dissing cause you're pissin' me off
Cold beading is spreading all across your face
You can take when I'm break and if that's the case
I go on and on and kick the bass
So back up of the cut while I take my taste (?)
It's like a praise when the hell is raised
So demanding and commanding that you all stand dazed
The unbelieving receiving profecy's so true
I cut the head off the devil and I throw it at you
My mighty mic control already brought his soul
The rock king is so bold when he rocks´n´rolls
A black hat is my crown symbolising the sound
Signifying, we won't play around
Bust it.
Rappin' and climbin', beat makin' every day
No synthesizer sound so silence when I say
I am great, get it straight, 'cause that's my fate
My name is Run I'm number 1 That's how I rate
He's in the place with the bass and style and grace
His name is Jay he's here to play and with this race
He's off the wall on the ball his name is D
Kind of tall yet sh'all he's down with me (sh'all - I assure you all)
From the mountain valley to the deep blue sea
The word is heard as told by D
I don't sing, I bring, much delight
Like a star shining bright in the darkest night
If you are cold I'll bring you heat
Like I brought the whole world my funky beat
Mysterious and serious I ain't no joke
Fire from the depths of hell and you can smell the smoke
Kickin' and tickin' while you're havin' a ball
Like chicken finger lickin' I'll be fickin' you off
Don't do the bird have you heard? Did they give you a call
Just me and DMC cold shakin' the wall
There's no fearin' when hearin' sound of this kind
Accross the land every man is goin' out of his mind
On the face of the earth spreadin' like disease
contaminating, infiltrating like a horde of bees
Lord of lyrics, duke of discussion
Ruler of rock, and king of cold crushin'
Ruler of people, controller of crowds
Lingering, lyrical, lasting and loud
Left y'all ah to the left y'all
because I'm rock upon the mic real def y'all
And to the right y'all ah to the right y'all
because I rock upon the mic all night y'all
You see I want respect when I'm correct
they're all like a ball that I have checked
And the shots they take have no effect
Some punk tried to dump but he broke his neck
Cause I rock harder and I get farther
You wanna battle D? hey please don't bother
To waste your time messin' with my rhyme
The only kick you'll get out of it is in the behind