Ain't nobody tryna be a big boy on a game, to me its just lame and I look at you with shame as you try to rap like you're all that but you just full of crap, I'm here spittin these rhymes whenever I got the time, busy raising my daughter so she knows she's got a good father, mine was a bum who left my mom like a scum who was left with Jada the mistake yup I was raised and rap.ed but hey I'm still strong and just writin' my rap songs, I ain't fake just laying down the truth cuz its what I do.
TERROR-BADBOY is back fuck with me and I'll play you like a game boy!! Fuck the rest of you noobs go.back and suck on yo mothers boobs!
Party nights, and neon lights We hit the floors, we hit the heights Dancing shoes, and pretty girls Boys in leather kiss girls in pearls! Hot - damn! Everybody, let's play! So they promised you a good job - NO WAY! One, two, three, rap! C'mon everybody, DON'T NEED THIS CRAP!
I'm from the boogie down bronx where the rap originated step to me fam you gone get refrigerated flow so cold in the streets you would think that winter made it lyrical genius from NY we ain't shy ima rep my city and state til the day I die holla at me
Told y'all I was gonna bump like this Y'all didn't think that I could bump like this Said I told y'all I was gonna bump like this Turn around then I make it jump like this You wanna keep that boy that make it jump like this Y'all didn't think that I could make it bump like this See I told y'all I was gonna jump like this How you not gon' know it when it hit like this? Ladies, drama, leave it home If he ain't got it right by now then scratch him off They just called me, said it's about twenty strong They standing at the door they wanna take us on The ring, let it go 'bout three months ago The pain, the stressin' ain't in me no more The girl that they used to know done changed Now they say a 'Miss' befo' they mention my name Told y'all I was gonna bump like this Y'all didn't think that I could bump like this Said I told y'all I was gonna bump like this Turn around then I make it jump like this You wanna keep that boy that make it jump like this Y'all didn't think that I could make it bump like this See I told y'all I was gonna jump like this How you not gon' know it when it hit like this? See satellite, 664 came up real slow Put a good game on me Told the partner don't get too close or come too bold 'Cause the quick ain't fo' me Got my girls all here, near me So spare me please all your personal info I ain't thinkin' 'bout love, I just wanna get it up Pop a bottle talk a lot of bullish and let's, and let's go Told y'all I was gonna bump like this Y'all didn't think that I could bump like this Said I told y'all I was gonna bump like this
Bumpin and jumpin? More like suckin and disgustin Nope I'm not hatin cuz I ain't a hater Nor am I a motivater I do what I do Win or lose I amuse People can love me or hate me It doesn't break me I'm strong and I fight for what I believe is right But you're wearing a disguise trying to rap Like MC but it's challenging as you can probably see apparently you think that rap was pleasing To me its just freaking tor-tur-ing! And no Reido ain't no one gonna holla At you bro cuz they busy watching Jada take the whole show.
[Run] Two years ago, a friend of mine Asked me to say some MC rhymes So I said this rhyme I'm about to say The rhyme was Def a-then it went this way Took a test to become an MC And Orange Krush became amazed at me So Larry put me inside, his Cad-illac The chaffeur drove off and we never came back Dave cut the record down to the bone And now they got me rockin on the microphone And then we talkin autograph, and here's the laugh Champagne caviar, and bubble bath But see ahh, ah that's the life, ah that I lead And you sucker MC's is who I please So take that and move back catch a heart attack Because there's nothin in the world, that Run'll ever lack I cold chill at a party in a b-boy stance And rock on the mic and make the girls wanna dance Fly like a Dove, that come from up above I'm rockin on the mic and you can call me Run-Love I got a big long Caddy not like a Seville And written right on the side it reads 'Dressed to Kill' So if you see me cruisin girls just a-move or step aside There ain't enough room to fit you all in my ride it's on a, ah first come, first serve basis Coolin out girl, take you to the def places One of a kind and for your people's delight And for you sucker MC, you just ain't right Because you're bitin all your life, you're cheatin on your wife You're walkin round town like a hoodlum with a knife You're hangin on the ave, chillin with the crew And everybody know what you've been through Ah with the one two three, three to two one My man Larry Larr, my name DJ Run We do it in the place with the highs and the bass I'm rockin to the rhythm won't you watch it on my face Go Uptown and come down to the ground You sucker MC's, you bad face clown You five dollar boy and I'm a million dollar man Youse a sucker MC, and you're my fan You try to bite lines, but rhymes are mine Youse a sucker MC in a pair of Calvin Klein Comin from the wackest, part of town Tryin to rap up but you can't get down You don't even know your english, your verb or noun You're just a sucker MC you sad face clown So D.M.C. and if you're ready The people rockin steady You're drivin big cars get your gas from Getti [D.M.C.] I'm D.M.C. in the place to be I go to St. John's University And since kinde-garten I acquired the knowledge And after 12th grade I went straight to college I'm light skinned, I live in Queens And I love eatin chicken and collard greens I dress to kill, I love the style I'm an MC you know who's versatile Say I got good credit in your regards Got my name not numbers on my credit cards I go Uptown, I come back home with who me myself and my microphone All my rhymes are sweet delight So here's another one for y'all to bite When I rhyme, I never quit And if I got a new rhyme I'll just say it Cause it takes a lot, to entertain And sucker MC's can be a pain You can't rock a party with the hip in hop You gotta let em know you'll never stop The rhymes have to make (a lot of sense) You got to know where to start (when the beats commence..) Can't beat this shit
Nobody asked for an autobiography But since you continued with the fake MC's Just look in the mirror and you'll see clearer A fake ass rapper saying he's got millions Well I got billions, ha I'm trippin man but I don't need money to be winnin, Take a seat punk and I'll