Is It Live - Run DMC

The microphone master DMC

Causes 1, 2, 3, 4 casualties

You’ll be praisin D down on your knees

Cos I’m poppin, and droppin, stoppin all MC’s

Verse One:

Connect, eject, and collect respect

Get down to the sound cos I come correct

So when I write don’t bite and I might check

And if I find your behind I’ll break your neck

Mr. World Rhymin' Rapper ready to have fun

You’ll reason with the rekkid cos it’s made by Run

It’s def, you was left in a total stun

So bust a move while I prove who’s number one

Got quality and skill both beyond belief

Do I steal?

Be for real, I’m not a thief

Dictator and hater of those that beef

That’s right I can fight and I’m the chief

Verse Two:

People in the place don’t put D down

I’m the microphone master the best around

There’s not too many of my type

And all rap titles I will swipe

You’ll see me talkin to a girl

A sweet young thing with jheri curls

I never ever wore a braid

Got the peasiest hair and still get paid

Well I’m dropping MC’s with just one punch

Cos it’s the baddest of the bunch so call me Capt. Crunch

Slayin MC’s, make em walk the plank