Run-d.m.c. - School Of Old Lyrics
Now the things I do make me a starAnd you could be too if you know who you areLike a bum on the corner big boy in the car (car)See the ki ki kid rock with the bawitdabaWe hard as raw, what you saw is lawOnce again my friend, its dj run on tourLike dj runs his name and kid rock is hisHes dmc, its like that, and thats the way it isBeats get ya open my voice is just like a hurra..Cain comin vainin and feignin and rainin terrorThose doing shows they knows I go overHoes even chose to pose, but get runoverI comes to see the three, and its plentyJays running dmc, thats what their puttinNever been a time like this thats so vitalIm the king of rock cause thats my titleThen take a count, 1, 2, 3...Run-dmc and jam master jayYeaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhYou see, I want respect, and if Im correctThen youre all like a ball that I have checkedAnd the shots that they take have no effectSome punk tried to dunk but he broke his neckcause I rock harder, and I roll fartherYou wanna battle kid rock, ***** dont botherTo waste your time, messin with my rhymeThe only kick youll get out of it is in your behindYeaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhFire, flames, my name is worldwideWhen we yes yes yall, we rock it all nightTo other emcees doin rock n roll (roll)Its run-dmc, kid rock patrolDj run til Im done, dmcs the soulGot mtv on yo mote control (control)Platinum, platinum cant mess with goldWe never let go of the mics we holdOur joints get played, cuts deluxe a la modeDmc spittin flames while your jams is coldOver 30 million records worldwide we soldDaryl mac, jmj, and my name is joeThe other emcees know about the showHooked the turntables up to the telephone poleRock a rhyme 99 til its time to gocause before long, dj run got a rhyme to flowI come from a school that they call the oldDmc stands for devasting mic controlI come from a school that they call the oldWe never let go of the mics we holdI come from a school that they call the oldOver 30 million records worldwide we soldI come from a school that they call the oldIts run-dmc, kid rock patrol (patrol patrol patrol...)YeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhI come from a school that they call the oldDum diddy dum diddy diddy dum dumYou see, I want respect, and if Im correctThen youre all like a ball that I have checkedAnd the shots that they take have no effectSome punk tried to dunk but he broke his neckcause I rock harder, and I roll fartherYou wanna battle kid rock, ***** dont botherTo waste your time, messin with my rhymeThe only kick youll get out of it is in your behind
