| Song | Big Willie |
| Artist | Run-D.M.C. |
| Album | Down with the King |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : McDaniels, Rinaldo, Shocklee ... | |
| One two, one two | |
| And this is, the hardcore raw | |
| Lyrical law, never seen before | |
| And I am, | |
| D.M.CAnd for all of y'all | |
| This is the way, we reckless for rhymes | |
| You got to save it for | |
| David and wave it if you think that | |
| I gave itI never gave a damn about a critic so save it | |
| I run amuk demanding my opinion you make it | |
| The critic'll get the didick and if you got it then stay with it | |
| You never knew me but you flew me to your town see | |
| By kickin' dollars straight to | |
| Hollis I'm off the ground | |
| BI never heard of such where niggaz stand and | |
| I fellI'm doin' years with this career like | |
| Patti La-Belle | |
| And if I ever was to fall | |
| I fell upon ya | |
| Like [unverified] | |
| I made my mind | |
| I come to con ya | |
| I see females | |
| I tell them yo my word is bond, huh | |
| Like Terri, | |
| Teresa, Tammi, | |
| Tawana, Tarena and | |
| TonyaI'm comin' hard | |
| I got your head and yeah the lock's on | |
| I threw you up, why did your daddy [unverified] cock strong | |
| I rock I wreck | |
| I rip a rhyme | |
| I [unverified] | |
| My rap is right | |
| I write a rip-and-ready rock song | |
| Call on the brother to come and get dumb | |
| Until the def drum come as they come, when they come | |
| I said I rip some, tearin' them up, a big up | |
| A whattup? | |
| A nigga, a so what, yeah put your bricks up | |
| I knock down the walls because | |
| I got toThe rock sound because | |
| I hip-hop new | |
| Not the old, gold, from around the neck | |
| And when I grab ahold you give me 'nuff respect | |
| In a black | |
| BM, with my contact lens | |
| When the track begins, | |
| I'm setting new rap trends | |
| Lettin' lyrics | |
| I lay down | |
| You play loud | |
| I stay proud with | |
| Jay down you stay down | |
| Get up on the truck song, the one you put your buck on | |
| You're stuck on, you're luck on, you're sucked on | |
| A lollipop sucka | |
| I snuck ya, | |
| I struck ya, you stupid mother | |
| I gotta come my name is | |
| Run and me and | |
| D we been appointed | |
| I'm ever so clever you never touch the anointed | |
| I'm born again, | |
| I got a friend the | |
| Lord I rearrange | |
| But other than that | |
| I'm livin' fat and ain't nuthin' changed | |
| Big Willie still in your grilly, you better block son | |
| I bust you up and then | |
| I blast you with my | |
| Bop GunA million times rhyme risin' to the prime | |
| While another nigga's cuts get bucks, like it's a dope rhyme | |
| Be instead | |
| I'd rather leave another brother dead' | |
| Cause yet another brother deaded from the slow dread | |
| I'm makin' papers, brothers catchin' vapors | |
| Try to lick shot, you get got, catch you later | |
| This ain't | |
| The Cosby | |
| Show you know what it's like | |
| A Different | |
| WorldWe're livin' inside a world where you get the cash, you hit the girl | |
| So check the hipness, | |
| I'm not livin' like this | |
| I'm the type of guy to bust your eye, you lose your whiteness | |
| You comin' butt when you wish upon a star | |
| But I could never be butt, so yo, bust the guitar | |
| Heads up my brother, here comes another | |
| Word to the verb the urge to discover | |
| A lover, you hover, you smother, my brother | |
| You can't do nothin' other than take the record out the cover | |
| You get the song at its strong and random flow | |
| You sing along 'cause the words you heard you know | |
| Hostile the style that style is wild | |
| The penile is where | |
| I goes and smile | |
| Because I pop a lot, they try to lock me up | |
| Because I rock the block, they try to stop me up | |
| But I'm sly as a fox | |
| I can rocks | |
| I got smarts when they starts tradin' shots they get dropped | |
| I pull my card, | |
| I pull my card, | |
| I pull my card not | |
| I use the rock to be hard, | |
| I'm a hard rock | |
| You get a speed knot, and then you bleed a lot | |
| You better read a lot because you really need a lot of | |
| Information, and some education' | |
| Cause I'm replacin' what you hearin' on your station | |
| Darryl is a | |
| Mack, Joe is in the | |
| PublicJason leads the nation and | |
| I know you're gonna love it, | |
| Jay |
| zuo ci : McDaniels, Rinaldo, Shocklee ... | |
| One two, one two | |
| And this is, the hardcore raw | |
| Lyrical law, never seen before | |
| And I am, | |
| D. M. CAnd for all of y' all | |
| This is the way, we reckless for rhymes | |
| You got to save it for | |
| David and wave it if you think that | |
| I gave itI never gave a damn about a critic so save it | |
| I run amuk demanding my opinion you make it | |
| The critic' ll get the didick and if you got it then stay with it | |
| You never knew me but you flew me to your town see | |
| By kickin' dollars straight to | |
| Hollis I' m off the ground | |
| BI never heard of such where niggaz stand and | |
| I fellI' m doin' years with this career like | |
| Patti LaBelle | |
| And if I ever was to fall | |
| I fell upon ya | |
| Like unverified | |
| I made my mind | |
| I come to con ya | |
| I see females | |
| I tell them yo my word is bond, huh | |
| Like Terri, | |
| Teresa, Tammi, | |
| Tawana, Tarena and | |
| TonyaI' m comin' hard | |
| I got your head and yeah the lock' s on | |
| I threw you up, why did your daddy unverified cock strong | |
| I rock I wreck | |
| I rip a rhyme | |
| I unverified | |
| My rap is right | |
| I write a ripandready rock song | |
| Call on the brother to come and get dumb | |
| Until the def drum come as they come, when they come | |
| I said I rip some, tearin' them up, a big up | |
| A whattup? | |
| A nigga, a so what, yeah put your bricks up | |
| I knock down the walls because | |
| I got toThe rock sound because | |
| I hiphop new | |
| Not the old, gold, from around the neck | |
| And when I grab ahold you give me ' nuff respect | |
| In a black | |
| BM, with my contact lens | |
| When the track begins, | |
| I' m setting new rap trends | |
| Lettin' lyrics | |
| I lay down | |
| You play loud | |
| I stay proud with | |
| Jay down you stay down | |
| Get up on the truck song, the one you put your buck on | |
| You' re stuck on, you' re luck on, you' re sucked on | |
| A lollipop sucka | |
| I snuck ya, | |
| I struck ya, you stupid mother | |
| I gotta come my name is | |
| Run and me and | |
| D we been appointed | |
| I' m ever so clever you never touch the anointed | |
| I' m born again, | |
| I got a friend the | |
| Lord I rearrange | |
| But other than that | |
| I' m livin' fat and ain' t nuthin' changed | |
| Big Willie still in your grilly, you better block son | |
| I bust you up and then | |
| I blast you with my | |
| Bop GunA million times rhyme risin' to the prime | |
| While another nigga' s cuts get bucks, like it' s a dope rhyme | |
| Be instead | |
| I' d rather leave another brother dead' | |
| Cause yet another brother deaded from the slow dread | |
| I' m makin' papers, brothers catchin' vapors | |
| Try to lick shot, you get got, catch you later | |
| This ain' t | |
| The Cosby | |
| Show you know what it' s like | |
| A Different | |
| WorldWe' re livin' inside a world where you get the cash, you hit the girl | |
| So check the hipness, | |
| I' m not livin' like this | |
| I' m the type of guy to bust your eye, you lose your whiteness | |
| You comin' butt when you wish upon a star | |
| But I could never be butt, so yo, bust the guitar | |
| Heads up my brother, here comes another | |
| Word to the verb the urge to discover | |
| A lover, you hover, you smother, my brother | |
| You can' t do nothin' other than take the record out the cover | |
| You get the song at its strong and random flow | |
| You sing along ' cause the words you heard you know | |
| Hostile the style that style is wild | |
| The penile is where | |
| I goes and smile | |
| Because I pop a lot, they try to lock me up | |
| Because I rock the block, they try to stop me up | |
| But I' m sly as a fox | |
| I can rocks | |
| I got smarts when they starts tradin' shots they get dropped | |
| I pull my card, | |
| I pull my card, | |
| I pull my card not | |
| I use the rock to be hard, | |
| I' m a hard rock | |
| You get a speed knot, and then you bleed a lot | |
| You better read a lot because you really need a lot of | |
| Information, and some education' | |
| Cause I' m replacin' what you hearin' on your station | |
| Darryl is a | |
| Mack, Joe is in the | |
| PublicJason leads the nation and | |
| I know you' re gonna love it, | |
| Jay |
| zuò cí : McDaniels, Rinaldo, Shocklee ... | |
| One two, one two | |
| And this is, the hardcore raw | |
| Lyrical law, never seen before | |
| And I am, | |
| D. M. CAnd for all of y' all | |
| This is the way, we reckless for rhymes | |
| You got to save it for | |
| David and wave it if you think that | |
| I gave itI never gave a damn about a critic so save it | |
| I run amuk demanding my opinion you make it | |
| The critic' ll get the didick and if you got it then stay with it | |
| You never knew me but you flew me to your town see | |
| By kickin' dollars straight to | |
| Hollis I' m off the ground | |
| BI never heard of such where niggaz stand and | |
| I fellI' m doin' years with this career like | |
| Patti LaBelle | |
| And if I ever was to fall | |
| I fell upon ya | |
| Like unverified | |
| I made my mind | |
| I come to con ya | |
| I see females | |
| I tell them yo my word is bond, huh | |
| Like Terri, | |
| Teresa, Tammi, | |
| Tawana, Tarena and | |
| TonyaI' m comin' hard | |
| I got your head and yeah the lock' s on | |
| I threw you up, why did your daddy unverified cock strong | |
| I rock I wreck | |
| I rip a rhyme | |
| I unverified | |
| My rap is right | |
| I write a ripandready rock song | |
| Call on the brother to come and get dumb | |
| Until the def drum come as they come, when they come | |
| I said I rip some, tearin' them up, a big up | |
| A whattup? | |
| A nigga, a so what, yeah put your bricks up | |
| I knock down the walls because | |
| I got toThe rock sound because | |
| I hiphop new | |
| Not the old, gold, from around the neck | |
| And when I grab ahold you give me ' nuff respect | |
| In a black | |
| BM, with my contact lens | |
| When the track begins, | |
| I' m setting new rap trends | |
| Lettin' lyrics | |
| I lay down | |
| You play loud | |
| I stay proud with | |
| Jay down you stay down | |
| Get up on the truck song, the one you put your buck on | |
| You' re stuck on, you' re luck on, you' re sucked on | |
| A lollipop sucka | |
| I snuck ya, | |
| I struck ya, you stupid mother | |
| I gotta come my name is | |
| Run and me and | |
| D we been appointed | |
| I' m ever so clever you never touch the anointed | |
| I' m born again, | |
| I got a friend the | |
| Lord I rearrange | |
| But other than that | |
| I' m livin' fat and ain' t nuthin' changed | |
| Big Willie still in your grilly, you better block son | |
| I bust you up and then | |
| I blast you with my | |
| Bop GunA million times rhyme risin' to the prime | |
| While another nigga' s cuts get bucks, like it' s a dope rhyme | |
| Be instead | |
| I' d rather leave another brother dead' | |
| Cause yet another brother deaded from the slow dread | |
| I' m makin' papers, brothers catchin' vapors | |
| Try to lick shot, you get got, catch you later | |
| This ain' t | |
| The Cosby | |
| Show you know what it' s like | |
| A Different | |
| WorldWe' re livin' inside a world where you get the cash, you hit the girl | |
| So check the hipness, | |
| I' m not livin' like this | |
| I' m the type of guy to bust your eye, you lose your whiteness | |
| You comin' butt when you wish upon a star | |
| But I could never be butt, so yo, bust the guitar | |
| Heads up my brother, here comes another | |
| Word to the verb the urge to discover | |
| A lover, you hover, you smother, my brother | |
| You can' t do nothin' other than take the record out the cover | |
| You get the song at its strong and random flow | |
| You sing along ' cause the words you heard you know | |
| Hostile the style that style is wild | |
| The penile is where | |
| I goes and smile | |
| Because I pop a lot, they try to lock me up | |
| Because I rock the block, they try to stop me up | |
| But I' m sly as a fox | |
| I can rocks | |
| I got smarts when they starts tradin' shots they get dropped | |
| I pull my card, | |
| I pull my card, | |
| I pull my card not | |
| I use the rock to be hard, | |
| I' m a hard rock | |
| You get a speed knot, and then you bleed a lot | |
| You better read a lot because you really need a lot of | |
| Information, and some education' | |
| Cause I' m replacin' what you hearin' on your station | |
| Darryl is a | |
| Mack, Joe is in the | |
| PublicJason leads the nation and | |
| I know you' re gonna love it, | |
| Jay |