Run-DMC first said a deejay could be a band Whatcha gonna do? Rap is not afraid of youīeat is for Sonny Bono, beat is for Yoko Ono
You call 'em demos, but we ride limos, too Making a music, abuse it, but you can't do it, ya know Music for whatcha, for whichin', you call a band, man Soul control, beat is the father of your rock'n'roll So what, the ride, the glide should be much safer than a suicide My deejay is warm, he's X, I call him Norm, ya know Get from in front of me, the crowd runs to me They call themselves black, but we'll see if they'll play this Radio stations I question their blackness We got to demonstrate, come on now, they're gonna have to wait Mow, cause the country has us up for the war They'll never care for the brothers and sisters Music that the critics are blasting me for Soul on a roll, but you treat it like soap on a ropeĬause the beats and the lines are so dope Never badder than bad cause the brother is madder than mad What he can say to you, what you wanna do is follow for now"Ĭheck it out, yeah y'all, here we go again Now they got me in a cell cause my records, they sellįarrakhan's a prophet and I think you ought to listen to The uncannable D, Public Enemy Number OneĬan I tell 'em that I never really had a gun?īut it's the wax that the Terminator X spun
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