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School of Old
Run‐D.M.C.; Kid Rock
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Now the things I do make me a star (star)
And you can be too if you know who you are (are)
You're like a bum on the corner, big boy in a car (car)
Be the kitten Kid Rock with the paw, with the paw
He haws law, what you saw is law
Once again, my friend, it's DJ Run on tour
Like DJ Run's his name, and Kid Rock is his
He's DMC, it's like that, and that's the way it is
Beats get you open, my voice is just like a (hurrah!)
Jay come invading and saving and made it (terror!)
Those who do shows they knows I go over
Hos even chose to pose for this Rover
Eyes come to see the three and live footage
Jay, Run, and DMC, that's what the hood is
Never been a time like this that's so vital
(I'm the King of Rock!) 'Cause that's my title
Then take a count, one, two, three (Jam Master Jay, Run-DMC)
You see, I want respect, and if I'm correct
Well then, you're all like a ball that I have checked
And the shots that they take have no effect
Some punk tried to dunk, but he broke his neck
'Cause I rock harder and I roll farther
You wanna battle Kid Rock, bitch? Don't bother
To waste your time messing with my rhyme
The only kick you'll get out of it is in your behind
Run D-, Run D-, Run D-
Run D-, Run D-, Run D-
Run D-, Run D-, Run D-
Run, Run D.M.C
Fire, flames, my name is worldwide
When we yes, yes, y'all, we rock it all night
To other MC's doing rock and roll
It's Run-DMC, Kid Rock patrol
DJ Run 'til I'm done, DMC the soul
Got MTV on your remote control
Platinum, platinum, can't mess with gold
We never let go of the mics we hold
Our joints get played, your select's the mode
DMC's spittin' flame while your jams is cold
Over 30 million records worldwide we sold
Darryl Mack, JMJ, and my name to Joe
The other MC's know about the show
Hook the turntables up to the telephone pole
Rock a rhyme nine, nine 'til it's time to go
Call for full-on DJ Run, gotta rhyme the flow
I come from a school that they call the old
DMC stand for Devastating Mic Control
I come from a school that they call the old
We never let go of the mics we hold
I come from a school that they call the old
Over 30 million records worldwide we sold
I come from a school that they call the old
It's Run-DMC Kid Rock, patrol (patrol)
I come from a school that they call the old
(Doh-diddy-doh-diddy-diddy-doh-doh)
You see, I want respect, and if I'm correct
Well then, you're all like a ball that I have checked
And the shots that they take have no effect
Some punk tried to dunk, but he broke his neck
'Cause I rock harder and I roll farther
You wanna battle Kid Rock, bitch? don't bother
To waste your time messing with my rhyme
The only kick you'll get out of it is in your behind