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    Run Dmc Down With The King текст песни

    Down With The King

    Featuring Pete Rock and CL Smooth

    Down with the king for years about ten of ‘em
    Recruiting suckers Mac and Mike and makin’ men of ‘em
    Tears and fears for my peers they rippin’
    You think that it is it is if not it isn’t
    Race for the border my daughter ’cause beats you’re bangin’ out
    Jeeps rockin’ beats in the streets when there’s time for hangin’ out
    Gather or rather form a circle around a loud
    ’cause brothers or others could never ever rock a crowd
    Is it because he’s runnin’ off with the mouth
    Or was he really clearly tryin’ to play a nigga out
    Nope, shut him down, the king with a crown
    ’cause all you wanna be is dicky down


    (CL Smooth)
    Two years ago, a friend of mine
    Asked me to say some MC rhymes
    So I said this rhyme I’m about to say
    The rhyme was meeca, and it went this way
    Wrecka lecka mecca mic check on the windmill skills
    Mac distracts, wearing Godfather hats
    It’s okay to parlay to fortee better
    Tell ‘em my nigga made a sweater tougher than leather
    Swing another Rodney King thing in our right
    But just like the white one I get no respect
    Money stay awake, ’cause them other niggas are fake
    From Hollis to the Becon, now your dumb ass is leakin’
    C.L. and Run DMC so rush it
    Big time way before Hammer got to touch it
    Remember the faces in all types of places
    Look Ma, no shoelaces
    And I’m….


    I’m takin’ the tours, I’m wreckin’ the land
    I keep it hardcore because it’s dope man
    These are the roughest toughest words I ever wrote down
    Not mean for a hoe like a slow jam, check it
    Sucka emcees could never swing with D
    Because of all the things that I bring with me
    Only G-O-D could be a king to me
    And if the G-O-D be in me, then the king I be
    The microphone is granted when it’s handed to me
    I was planted on this planet and I plan to emcee
    The emcee fiends only seem to agree
    That I rock all the world and the society
    I rages on the stages with a tune of verse
    I get praises from these pages to the universe
    My voice is raw, my lyrics is law
    I keep it hardcore like you never saw


    (Pete Rock)
    I’m the man you see, in the place to be
    I went to John Jay University
    And since kindergarten I acquired the knowledge
    And after twelve grade I went straight to college
    Down with the kings on the mic, a full swinger
    The P to the R, not an R&B singer
    The R to the U-N-D-MC’n
    The fly human beings, tonight I hold the key and
    Flowin’ with the funk track, here to soul brother black
    Pick up the bass, better yet leave a space
    So let me put my big black ??? on in to the early mornin’
    Had skins doanin’
    Mecca? (yo) you want the mecca? (yo)

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