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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Daniel Shulman
Daniel Shulman
Bass Guitar
Jon Sierra
Jon Sierra
Guitar
Andreas Straub
Andreas Straub
Guitar
Vincent Hammond
Vincent Hammond
Horn
The Uptown Horns
The Uptown Horns
Horn
D.M.C.
D.M.C.
Vocals
David Reeves
David Reeves
Bass Guitar
Jason Mizell
Jason Mizell
DJ
Joseph Simmons
Joseph Simmons
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Reeves
David Reeves
Songwriter
D.M.C.
D.M.C.
Songwriter
Dwayne Simon
Dwayne Simon
Songwriter
Joseph Simmons
Joseph Simmons
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Run-DMC
Run-DMC
Producer
Steve Ett
Steve Ett
Engineer
Howie Weinberg
Howie Weinberg
Mastering Engineer
David Reeves
David Reeves
Producer

Lyrics

DJs and MCs, coming up next is the one and only Incredible, Jam Master Yo, back up off the ropes, punk Beats to the rhyme, of the rhyme I just made Party at the jammie 'til lights the night fade Trooping for the feature we all get paid So, let's go Yo! D, that's me, the King, the MC Rhyme get mine on the T-O-P Can another MC ever fuck with me? (Hell no!) It's like the A the B to the C It's easier than (one, two, three) (He's Jam Master Jay, I'm D.M.C.) So hit it, Run! It's time for we to cease (so what?) So rhymers speak your peace Why? 'Cause you can't touch (Jam Master Jay) 'Cause he's number (one, two, three, four, hit it) (Let's dance) To the rhythm, the rhyme, the cold flow Chance that I gave 'em is done, I told yo For these routines like 1983 It's just a little reminder, so those suckas is kinder A little message from (Run-D.M.C.) Cuts for days will amaze and maze But will make you sad to tan all the dance always Got the mic, the man, the master plan But the ram, the jam (Know I am?) Goddamn! Spins he wins, clocking endless ends To his friends, he lends, lotta joy he sends Jay lose today, this is what I say (Dick in your mouth all day) My beats were played and laid rhymes made Jay DJ'ed and I got paid Made something out of nothing (yo D, that's true) Yes, my brother, I would do it for you I roam in the zone of the microphone And I'm on the throne, but I'm not alone Got bones of steel and not of stone I'm known to be prone and make your momma moan Time for the rhyme, so let the stars shine Shame for the fame and the name combined Run for the fun, but you can gimme your ring Show I gotta go so now a word from the King Hardcore, rhymes galore, giving you more And like I said before Beats to the rhyme, the name of this jam D, that's me and that's who I am Rocking on the mic 'cause you know I can You gotta understand, I don't give a damn! Jay here to play today, I must say Arranged in the way that is A-OK As we wax the tracks, all the DJ's play With (dick in your mouth) A little (dick in your mouth) A big (dick in your mouth all day)
Writer(s): Joseph Ward Simmons, Darryl Matthews Mcdaniels, David Reeves, Dwayne Simon Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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