[D.M.C.]
Born to rock around the clock
You can't say I'm not

And in case you forgot
I'm the KIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING, of ROCK!!


I'm the devestating mic controller D.M.C.
And can't nobody mess around with me
I'm the king of rock, rap, and a rhyme

I deal what I feel and it feels fine
If the girl's ?? chase then I will play
around with sound put down for the rhymes I say

Beats flow from Joe and never stop
Better get yourself together let's rock, HIT IT RUN!


[beatboxing]

[D.M.C.]

You, jump, watch you clock, while I rock your spot
I'm better known to the world as the King of Rock
I like to speak my piece when I'm on the mic

I'm the best, or at least, I'm the one you like
And when I serve you deserve to hear what I say
I throw a curve he got the nerve to make a triple play

Now how devestating can an MC be?
My name is Darryl, but you can call me D, HIT IT RUN!


[beatboxing]

[D.M.C.]

It's called, gangsta hard rock, non-stop hip-hop
And it's headed for the top by the rhymes I pop
For every race place color country county or creed

and all of the places that I emceed
B-Boy badness to the highest degree
And it can't b-a-boy unless you be D

You can't bust a cherry or crush a grape
and if you ain't got this tape you're in bad shape
Beats flow from Joe and never stop

Better get yourself together, let's ROCK!

[beatboxing]


[D.M.C.]
Do.. you.. really believe what's going on

I was conceived and I was born
I once was lost but now I'm found
Tell your bunch I'm boss I run this town

I leave all suckers, in the dust
Those dumb mother$#&@ers can't mess with us
Beats flow from Joe and never stop

Better get yourself together, let's rock, HIT IT RUN!

[beatboxing]


[D.M.C.]
I.. was.. straight from the start performin art

Climbin up the chart while others fall apart
The three outlaws in the music trade
We won't rob but our job is to get paid

Cause Run has fun if Jay will play
As I add one more rhyme to say
Now how devestating can an MC be?

My name is Darryl, but you can call me D, HIT IT RUN!

[beatboxing]


[D.M.C.]
I was born

son of Byford, brother of AL
Bad as my mamma and Run's my pal
It's McDaniels, not McDonald's

These rhymes are Darryl's, the burgers are RONALD'S
I ran down, my family tree
My mother, my father, my brother and D

Run-D.M.C. and JAM MASTER JAY