Run-D.M.C. Lyrics
Run-D.M.C. Lyrics
"Get Open Lyrics"
Wheels Are Turnin' Lyrics
I've been sittin' back quietly, Watchin' as my spirit fades. As all of my attempts to do rightly Get treated like some kind of terrorist raids. Maybe I ask too much from you Well I ain't gettin' too much in return. I'm doin' my best to love you baby, But the wheels are beginning to turn. When
I've been sittin' back quietly, Watchin' as my spirit fades. As all of my attempts to do rightly Get treated like some kind of terrorist raids. Maybe I ask too much from you Well I ain't gettin' too much in return. I'm doin' my best to love you baby, But the wheels are beginning to turn. When
We get open! (8X)
[Run]
I seen you hopin and scopin I'm copin as I get you wide open
Dyin and lyin while you're cryin and mopin
Flippin and rippin money-grippin be gropin
The baddest apparatus got the fad as I'm open
I never slip or fell, I raise up ?? well
I bash you in your bell, you got static in hell
And when you seen the fire you got jealous, you jeal'
So sucker just retire, you admire my skill
I'm never the type of guy to close the door in your face
I got you wide open, Run is runnin a race
Takin what's mine and what's left is a waste
Leavin them behind and all suckers on the chase
Got a dope track,
Space Lyrics
I'm walking in the air, and it feels just like I'm sleeping You know, I can't touch the ground now because you'd hear the creaking Space is like the heavens A place of peace and stillness Space is my heaven...Woh I can see the planets turning, It's like something that's not true I'm reall
comin real dope an'I'm walking in the air, and it feels just like I'm sleeping You know, I can't touch the ground now because you'd hear the creaking Space is like the heavens A place of peace and stillness Space is my heaven...Woh I can see the planets turning, It's like something that's not true I'm reall
I get legit, we get, I get..
We get open! (14X)
We get..
[Jam Master Jay]
Word up!
I freak the beat up, boom! Now bass up, pick the pace up
Jam Master blastin through the plaster cause I has ta
Hard rocks like to rock it, you can't stop it
?? Poll in ten years, I'ma walk away a prophet ??
You don't stop, I stop styles in the attic
Kick the fat flavor that you can't be mad at
?? what's the matter, more mix in granny's batter
Run-D.M.C.'s fatter, so kill the chit-chatter
Zigga zigga Jay, jigga jigga pump pump
Gettin bigger Babe Pah, figure nigga freak the funk
3 in the Head, ten
By The Flames Lyrics
raised in the shadows of empires built on stolen lives the remains of the lost reflected in every shackled mind freed by the flames and tempered in this peace, I know as long as I hold on I remain untouched guided by this need to confront and overcome this world that surrounds me this worl
yards to goraised in the shadows of empires built on stolen lives the remains of the lost reflected in every shackled mind freed by the flames and tempered in this peace, I know as long as I hold on I remain untouched guided by this need to confront and overcome this world that surrounds me this worl
Blow up the spot for those that forgot
Stay stable as a navel, try an' rhyme rough and able
(With the Baldhead Kidz!) Word up, blow up the label
Boom boom boom, broke-in, got ya jok-in
Me, Run and D, we're gettin open!
We get open! (16X)
We get..
[D.M.C.]
Open the door, let me in
so my rhyme, can now begin
Forget the hit and all the (shit)
that you used to get with, because it's not legit
I rewrote the script, I flip the ship
I bust a lip, it's time to rip the mic I grip
Darryl McDan', use abuse
I bruise the crews, I refuse to lose
My composure, I will bulldoze ya
A froze enclo
Gonna Be Better Lyrics
Been chasing my tail for years Flying by running from terror and fear Time to think clearly for the place I've been holding out for My feet are getting wetter It's gotta be better over there My radio is broken and the static is the sound Confounded by the uselessness, not knowing where I'm boun
sure, where no one knows yaBeen chasing my tail for years Flying by running from terror and fear Time to think clearly for the place I've been holding out for My feet are getting wetter It's gotta be better over there My radio is broken and the static is the sound Confounded by the uselessness, not knowing where I'm boun
Who dat - who flew that head, well it's said
D put the head to bed and you're dead
Moms is cryin, MC's is dyin
I'm knockin down jaws with paws, like a lion
I wrote the dope quotes, now the punks is scopin
I knuckle up and punch and bust his fronts open
We get open! (8X)
[Jam Master Jay and Onyx]
Word up, I'd like to thank G-O-D (man above)
Run-D.M.C. in the house (representin no question)
Onyx in the house (word up)
??Cha Skills?? on the wheels (word up)
Word up J-M-J ?? in the house
Randy D, get with me
We, we get, we, we get, we..
We get open! (32X)