Run-d.m.c. - 3 In The Head Lyrics
Do or die! (2x)[run]Come on stand up, still-a, a nigga thats gettin illerIf youre weak and/or youre sleepin(then what? ) you get the cap I peel upAnd til-i, I kill a sucker duck dope dealerSold to my brother but the ghetto stands stillerStill-a, standin, commandin and demandinFrom the get-go got the ghetto get a medal cause its standinIm makin a buck, they takin a buck, the tax that attacks the worldA system built to diss em (who? ) the boys (who) and the girlsThey starvin, were starvin, keepin a nine to five anTry to hold us down, keep us out but we be risinRisin, risin, risin like the creamStiggidy stiggidy stiggidy still, stiggidy standin for the teamChorus one: run-d.m.c. (repeat 2x)We put three in the headAnd the little one said roll over, roll overDo or die![d.m.c.]I run amuk upon the sucker duck punks that Im steppin onThe one youre bettin on youre lucky like a leprechaunI turn my weapon on my record ? ? ? ?Mic checkin and Im wreckin and Im checkin onSo check it check it out, Im gonna rock the houseWithout a doubta ima shout about to turn it outSo take a step back, I gotta wreck trackI got a rep for breakin necks, I get respect black(damn damn!) darryl mack, youre all of thatThey pray they can save the crazy ratThey attack to mack to move him off the mapCould never tell I fell, to hell and backIts beautiful -- the mic makes hitsTo the dirty, stinkin, son of a.... (auuuuuuhh)Im mad and glad and sad and highly upsetSo dont do nothin that you might regretCause Ill stomp that ass, like a little insect (cmon)Clean off my kicks (cmon) clean off my kicks (cmon)Clean off my kicks and then step!(stiggidy-stick, step!)Chorus oneChorus two: run-d.m.c.So they all rolled over and one fell outWe put two in the headAnd the little one said, roll over, roll over!Do or die!We put two in the headAnd the little one said..[run]Now cmon step to me do me pursue me you never knew meYoull be sleepin and you slept on the stepAnd now your crew be sweatin me like youre sweatin the sweatAnother groupie dissin d, now youre back on the setIm makin em takin em breakin em allDiss em one by oneYou make the mistake of thinkin Im softThinkin run aint the oneFrom eighty-three and they be seein me and d and they front? ? the suckers from the ruckus thats about to becomeReel it back, come rewind its about that timeFeelin wack, ate the swine its about that swineIn your body couldnt keep up at the end of the setBet ya beat ya that I teach ya and youre stuck until death(thats what Im sayin)Chorus oneChorus three: run-d.m.c.We put two in the headAnd the little one saidWe put one in the headAnd the little one said, roll over, roll over!Do or die!{*jam master jay cuts*}Do or die!Do or die!Do.. or die!Do or die! do..Do or die!Do or die!Do or die!Do or die! ..
