Run-d.m.c. - Hit 'em Hard Lyrics
[run]Next.. next.. next..Next yall its yes yallest the tallestThree the hardest from hollisIf we didnt lock the blocks a lot of blocksd be jobless, sonRun-d.m.c. and jam master jay say, hey!Come come and see the way we play ? ? away dayIn and out, sendin shouts out the mouthIf in doubt, chin em out, grill his mouth and send his snout southIm out - of course the force from up northAint up for grabs yup whattup then its up yours!You see we aint open up doors - thats businessWe knocked those things off the motherfunkin hingesWhoever said we fell off, I have no taste for itWe couldnt fall off a skateboard, dont wait for itCruise the city hard, tell your city were in chargeWatch it gitty-god or youll be head and titty scarred? ? alliance by my mind and rhymes are more than shinySo in the 90s watch your tiny heiny get grimyChorus: run-d.m.c.Hit em hard, catch him off his guard - what?Hit em hard, catch him off his guard - what?Hit em hard, hit em hit em hard - what?Hit em hard, hit em hit em hard..(d!)[d.m.c.]The hard hitter, I come to cross a critter splitterGold digger, better get a babysitterIm daddy, cruisin like a caddy bragginRag rag em, bruise em in a paddywagonPull a magnum, point it and I spat it at himThen I stab him, grab the mics and start to blab emLike a dragon, the breath of death is goin offIm comin hard, Im one with God Im never softIm a father, to all the kids Im gettin rid ofLivin larger, I give it to the highest bidderSo ante up, and come on out your pockets punkThe punk rocker, is gonna lock ya in a trunkI pull a pump, and bump you off into a dumpYou hear a thump, because I had to stump a rumpFrom hollis ave., Ill have you on the boulevardI pull your card, word to God you know Im hittin hardChorus[run]Well as the mode explode (run..) ? ? when Im layin oneListen what Im sayin (run..) no playin are you obeyin runBass is placed on the case (run..) and itll soon crashSound beatdown auggghhhh! *explosion* another boom bashSee me and first thing theyll be like cursin Im rehearsin itYoure weak and youre wack and youll be the second and Im first in itComin at you hard with God were never feelin oddTell me how you figure pull the trigger nigga gettin scarredTroop without a care my dear, you never hear a fearStandin in the corner my daughter, you wanna - call meYou wanna call me out, you wanna call me outYou wan you wan you wanna wanna call me out a with theTrendy wear and your nappy hairNever give a glare too rare you just starePrepare for your prayer, remember the tearCause runll beat ya, got to reach ya, ? ? ? ? , and imaChorus 2x
