Run-d.m.c. - Groove To The Sound Lyrics
[d.m.c.]Groove to the sounds of jam master jayThe high-potent, super-chargedSpiritual lyrical miracle, of a manDamn, you cant understandThe fulfillment, of the prophecyThe epitome, the legacy, of every mcUnderstand, to be the manYou got to beat the manGot somethin to say, let the music playGroove to the sound of jam master jayIts the real, real dealDont you feel stupid? reel to reel, and we looped itTakes it around, we threw the soundThrew down, now scoop this!Here we go, like back in the daysThe true heroes, mcs, djsThe hollis crew, we rocked the spotFe-male grou-pies, they jock a lotUgly hoes jockin, dont give em no rapSack ? ? or not, cause my posses strappedDont deny us, the flyest guys in townPunks, try us, you get beat downThe 40 ounce crew and afros is in chargeWe n.f.l. - thats niggaz *****in largeAnd we drive big carsOur entourage, is rollin hardWe dont play uh-uh no wayGroove to the sound of jam master jayAh lets go now..Ya dont stop..You keep on and..Rock the house![run]So slam for the jam, fast, if ya canDamn I never ran, cause man I amGonna keep the beat complete (complete)Compete defeat (defeat), and serve suckers a seat!And now youre lazy crazy, a daisy dont faze meHeres my nine now raise meAnother vic to stick and lick so quickYou got your ass kicked now get off my dickPull up to the bumper babyAnd kiss my mother*****in ass![both]As we come, together, forever, wheneverThe clever get better (better) so get yourself together[run]And listen to the rhymes Im about to say[d.m.c.]And groove to the sound of jam master jayAh lets go now..Ya dont stop..You keep on and..Rock the house!Now I kick a lyric live, rip rockin rhymesA line on time, a fine designAll the girls, look my wayAll on mines and they always say,D.m.c. - you look so cuteIn your carhart suits, and adidas bootsIm not souped, I just troopLoop the loop, for my crewI hold the fort, fly rhymes I sportI fought then brought you the knowledge you soughtSo listen good, and listen wellCause I +raise hell+ with the stories I tellWhich I say and play, day by dayWhen I groove to the sounds of jam master jaySo lets go now..Ya dont stop..You keep on and..Rock the house!And aiyyo! I just wanna shout out to my home-bro, from tokyo!And check this out, if youre a critic, you can get the diddickJust because I pop a lot of shittitAll the way, to l.a.And to my homeboys, ladi dadiI just wanna know, why you rock it so hardAnd to the hollis crew, the 40 ounce crewAnd the afros too, just wanna let you know,This is what we love, to do!(yeahhhh babyee) augggh!
