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Song title: Run-d.m.c. - Hit 'em Hard

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[run]
Next.. next.. next..
Next yall its yes yallest the tallest
Three the hardest from hollis
If we didnt lock the blocks a lot of blocksd be jobless, son
Run-d.m.c. and jam master jay say, hey!
Come come and see the way we play ? ? away day
In and out, sendin shouts out the mouth
If in doubt, chin em out, grill his mouth and send his snout south
Im out - of course the force from up north
Aint up for grabs yup whattup then its up yours!
You see we aint open up doors - thats business
We knocked those things off the motherfunkin hinges
Whoever said we fell off, I have no taste for it
We couldnt fall off a skateboard, dont wait for it
Cruise the city hard, tell your city were in charge
Watch it gitty-god or youll be head and titty scarred
? ? alliance by my mind and rhymes are more than shiny
So in the 90s watch your tiny heiny get grimy

Chorus: 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..

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[d.m.c.]
The hard hitter, I come to cross a critter splitter
Gold digger, better get a babysitter
Im daddy, cruisin like a caddy braggin
Rag rag em, bruise em in a paddywagon
Pull a magnum, point it and I spat it at him
Then I stab him, grab the mics and start to blab em
Like a dragon, the breath of death is goin off
Im comin hard, Im one with God Im never soft
Im a father, to all the kids Im gettin rid of
Livin larger, I give it to the highest bidder
So ante up, and come on out your pockets punk
The punk rocker, is gonna lock ya in a trunk
I pull a pump, and bump you off into a dump
You hear a thump, because I had to stump a rump
From hollis ave., Ill have you on the boulevard
I pull your card, word to God you know Im hittin hard

Chorus

[run]
Well as the mode explode (run..) ? ? when Im layin one
Listen what Im sayin (run..) no playin are you obeyin run
Bass is placed on the case (run..) and itll soon crash
Sound beatdown auggghhhh! *explosion* another boom bash
See me and first thing theyll be like cursin Im rehearsin it
Youre weak and youre wack and youll be the second and Im first in it
Comin at you hard with God were never feelin odd
Tell me how you figure pull the trigger nigga gettin scarred
Troop without a care my dear, you never hear a fear
Standin in the corner my daughter, you wanna - call me
You wanna call me out, you wanna call me out
You wan you wan you wanna wanna call me out a with the
Trendy wear and your nappy hair
Never give a glare too rare you just stare
Prepare for your prayer, remember the tear
Cause runll beat ya, got to reach ya, ? ? ? ? , and ima

Chorus 2x