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Larry Smith
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Darryl McDaniels
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Joseph Simmons
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Russell Simmons
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Roddey Hui
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DJ Red Alert
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Letras
[Verse 1]
We rehearse 'cause I'm first and I'm number one
Not the best, not the worst 'cause my name is run
And I'm second 'cause the reckon that you want to see
And MC, like D, inside the place, to be
And have you heard that he is third and his name is Jay
I run the A, to the deuce, and Jays' the tre
[Verse 2]
Run the rap up year and this the year of the rap
And I'm never drinkin' beer, champagne in the tap
And I'm cold makin' money on a regular basis
Pullin' out masters in MC's faces
Travelin' around the world with my mind at ease
No Calvin Klein just wearin' Lee's
Got credit in countries I've never been
'Cause the records I write are in the top ten
[Verse 3]
The top of the tower is where I stay, but I also chill around the way
In Hollands, Queens is where I stalk
All the streets with the beats is where I walk
When I perform, any hearts I want
I'm better know, that's why it's done
I don't talk too much but I got beef
When I kill MC's, I 'cause grief
Devastate mind control is my main goal
My name is Darryl and his is Joe
The master of music his name is Tate
Leave us alone and let us play
We give it up and turn it lose
We're not like Dr. Seuss or Mother Goose
Suckas MC's like punks, who are pickin' flowers
Got for yours, we went for ours
[Verse 4]
Start a three end at six
Jam Master Jay is on the mix
For all the young ladies, and all the chicks
We got all of the girls, hold our tips
Don't buy gold lighters, only Bics
Rock our microphones, just for kicks
Sucka MC's I will be snuffin'
And my pocket I keep on stuffin'
When I say I beat 'em up, I won't be bluffin'
They can't beef 'cause that ain't nothin'
But it don't matter, my pocket get's fatter
I got my hats than the Mad Hatter
[Verse 5]
Oh, I rap with the mic, know how to fight
Jack a rhyme in your face could end your life
These the MC's with the rhyme no day and time
If I ever go low for the only climb
It changes deeply with the, Cut
Move your arm and your butt
So D take the mic, ha, say what?
[Verse 6]
I will not stop, I will not quit
Because some have the top but I'm on the tip
That's as high on the top as you can get
And you best believe I be on it
So before you decide to try me out
I'm gonna let y'all know what I'm all about
I'ma fresh MC who's on his way
To the MC with the most to say
And to all those out there that don't know me
I got by the name of D M C
[Verse 7]
It's the place to be, I will MC
My master of a ceremony 'cause it's easy D
Control of the mic is so devistatin'
That all other rappers you will soon be hatin'
No matter what race, creed, or color
When we perform things don't get duller
Written by: Darryl McDaniels, Joseph Simmons, Larry Smith