Run Dmc

Run Dmc - Here We Go (Live At The Funhouse) lyrics

[Run] How y'all feel out there?

[D.M.C.]

Aww yeah! Alright! Aight, check this out

One two three, in the place to be

As it is plain to see

He is DJ Run, and I am D.M.C.

Funky fresh for 1983

DJ Jam Master Jay

Inside the place with all the bass

He leaves without a trace

And he came here tonight to get on your case

And we are.. the krush groovin, the body-movin

The record makin, AND the record breakin

And it goes a little somethin like this..

It goes a one two three and

[Run-D.M.C.]

Here we go.. here we go

Here we go, here we go, here we here we here we go

D.M.C. and DJ Run, dum diddy-dum diddy-diddy-dum-dum

We're rockin on the mic and then you know where we're from

Dum diddy-dum diddy-diddy-dum-dum

We hope y'all ready for the big beat drum

Drum diddy-drum diddy-diddy-drum-drum

So people in the place here the big beat come

Here it come, here it come, here it kiddi-come-come

Come on everybody let's all get down

What we have is a brand new sound

So nobody out there be misled

We make up all these rhymes inside our head

The other MC's cannot compete

When we rap on the mic to this big beat

The beat is big it's kind of large

And when we're on the mic, WE'RE IN CHARGE!

[Run]

It's like that y'all (that y'all)

It's like that y'all (that y'all)

It's like that-a-tha-that, a-like that y'all (that y'all)

Cool chief rocker, I don't drink vodka

But keep a bag of cheeba inside my locker (HUH!)

Go to school everyday (HUH!)

Always time to get paid (HA HUH!)

Cause I'm rockin on the mic until the break of day

[D.M.C.]

And now the things I do make me a star

And you can be too if know who you are

Just put your mind to it, you'll go real far

And the next thing you know you'll have a big car

[Run: overlaps]

A-liggy liggy liggy liggy liggy

Listen to the beat, here I say

because it's not routine, it's the way I play (Hahh-AHH)

Spit come out my mouth all time of the day; a then ahh

And most the time, Jam Master Jay

[D.M.C.]

Hey they used to call me Easy Dee

Because I rapped on the mic so easily

But now they call me D.M.C.

(HE'S) D.M.C. of the par-ty

The D's for doin it all of the time

M is for the rhymes, that are all mine

C's for cool cool as can be

(And why you wear those glasses?) So I can see!

[Run]

Rhymes so def, rhymes rhymes galore

Rhymes that you've never even heard before

Now if you say you heard my rhyme, we gonna have to fight

Cause I just made the motherfuckers up last night

Kick off your shoes, relax your feet

Party on down to the DJ Run beat

The beat to get you up and get you outta your seat

Make you boogie to this (party) cause you know it's unique

Wait a tiny minute, don't break on me

My rhymes come faster as the DJ cheats[?]

The DJ cuts the record for the valley below

Then I boogie your ass, til it's time to go

And when it's time to go GIRLS, takin you home

So straighten your dress up, bout your hair use a comb

[D.M.C.]

Well I'm the microphone master, super rhyme maker

I get def as the others get faker

It's me D.M.C. in the place to be

And I still got the same old harmony

I'm the Deva-STATIN, Mic Controller

The word wi-zard and the chief rock HOLDER

Bad b-boy made for the b-girls

Rock rulin rhymes as the turntable twirls

Supreme leader was born to talk

And over any 'corded rap king, I'll exalt[?]

[Run]

I'm from Hollis Queens and the games we play

See these games most everyday

People ridin round town, think hot rods

Get paid real well, don't have jobs

We've got pickpockets, thieves, gamblin man

Bettin twenty to one, right against your friend

We've got 'em all out there, doin their best

Play slick games and avoid arrest

Now the games of life, are really fun

but you had to play the game until the game is done

So play on..

[D.M.C.: Run chimes in]

.. to the break of dawn

As we rock y'all on to the early morn'

He's JAM MASTER JAY, the big beat blaster

HE gets better cause he know HE HAS TO

It's eighty-three and he's a little faster

And only practice MAKES A REAL JAM MASTER

JMJ ARE THE LETTERS OF HIS NAME

Cuttin and scratchin ARE THE ASPECTS OF HIS GAME

So check out the Master as he cuts THESE JAMS

Then look at us with the mics in our hands

Then take a count, one two three

Jam Master Jay, (Run)-D.M.C.!

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