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run d m c - ahhh lyrics

[chris davis]
uh-huh, yeah, what? yo, yo
aiyyo i seen run with the chrome spinnin
watchin the knicks in the back of the 6
pulled up on the side like, “who’s winnin?”
n-gg- said, “me since eighty-three, get it right”
politely flashed his roley, then dipped to the light
next night seen him on stage with some platinum sh-lls
with baguettes on the side that spelled “raising h-ll”
i said, “run the crowd yell like you paid ’em well”
then he said to ask bertha dell, who the h-ll?
oh well – i thought i was done bein impressed
until my man called me up and told me listen to flex
{“yo yo yo, turn on flex”} i ain’t know what to do
it was like run was sunnin everybody but then again the sh-t was true
mc’s must want him gone, hoppin on chrome
sayin they the kings, please, you kept the seat warm
ain’t n-body better than this twenty year veteran
even as a reverand, hotter than you ever been
it don’t really matter who the h-ll you are
the fakest of all cats or the biggest of stars (uh-huh)
tryin to doubt these three, you breakin the law
they the kings, leavin y’all in awe, that’s real paw

[chorus: run]
like ahhh, dunn done did it again
ahhh, pad done hit the pen
ahhh, man they droppin gems
ahhh, the kid’s bout stackin the ends

[run]
yo, rev. run, run the block, swerve the dat’
flow is hot, don’t need no gun to c-ck
i’m sick of vidal, your brother tried to get me to fall
i’m kickin it raw, even in the thick of it all
run laps around wack cats, i hate dat’s
since way back, made great tracks, i lace raps
yo face that, before you catch aluminum bats
from numerous cats with run-d.m.c. on they hats
you ain’t gettin no show ’til your alb-m out
the label don’t wanna spend money yo what’s that about?
no clout, had to settle for a fake amount
while my catalogue bigger than your bank account
no doubt, i’m the greatest all time fo’ sho’
rev. run comin through and leavin n-gg-z in awe

[chorus] – 2x

[cd] yo run remember that night at the light in the back of the 6?
[run] yeah i was mad the knicks lost, i got a new whip
[cd] yeah i see, the bentley arnage, with the four doors
[cd] what is that, for more horse?
[run] nah son, for more tours
[run] i see you’ve been peepin me for quite some time
[cd] yo my bad
[run] ain’t a thing, n-gg- i noticed you rhyme
[cd] yo what a n-gg- gotta do to be more like you?
[cd] a n-gg- like me ain’t got a clue
[run] first things first i dj, run all the rappers
[run] actors, they want status
[cd] but they can’t have this
[cd] since “krush groove” you been makin them papes
[cd] a lot of rap movies been made since but most of them fake
[run] thanks for the compliment kid, now jump back in your car
[run] it’s the reverand leavin n-gg-z in awe, that’s real paw like

[chorus] – 4x

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