Lyrics - Down With The King by Run D.m.c.

[
Chorus]down with the king for years, about ten of 'emrecruiting suckers,
Mac and
Mike, and makin' men of 'emtears and fears for my peers, they rippin'you think that it is, it is, if not it isn'trace for the border my daughter, 'cause beats you're bangin' outjeeps rockin' beats in the streets when there's time for hangin' outgather, or rather form a circle around a loud'cause brothers or others could never ever rock a crowdis it because he's runnin' off with the mouthor was he really clearly tryin' to play a nigga outnope, shut him down, the king with a crown'cause all you wanna be is dicky down[
Chorus](
CL
Smooth)two years ago, a friend of mineasked me to say some
MC rhymesso
I said this rhyme
I'm about to saythe rhyme was meeca, and it went this waywrecka lecka mecca mic check on the windmill skills
Mac distracts, wearing
Godfather hatsit's okay to parlay to fortee bettertell 'em my nigga made a sweater tougher than leatherswing another
Rodney
King thing in our rightbut just like the white one
I get no respectmoney stay awake, 'cause them other niggas are fakefrom
Hollis to the
Becon, now your dumb ass is leakin'
C.
L. and
Run
DMC so rush itbig time way before
Hammer got to touch itremember the faces in all types of placeslook
Ma, no shoelacesand
I'm....[
Chorus]
I'm takin' the tours,
I'm wreckin' the land
I keep it hardcore because it's dope manthese are the roughest toughest words
I ever wrote downnot mean for a hoe like a slow jam, check itsucka emcees could never swing with
Dbecause of all the things that
I bring with meonly
G-
O-
D could be a king to meand if the
G-
O-
D be in me, then the king
I bethe microphone is granted when it's handed to me
I was planted on this planet and
I plan to emceethe emcee fiends only seem to agreethat
I rock all the world and the society
I rages on the stages with a tune of verse
I get praises from these pages to the universemy voice is raw, my lyrics is law
I keep it hardcore like you never saw[
Chorus](
Pete
Rock)
I'm the man you see, in the place to be
I went to
John
Jay
Universityand since kindergarten
I acquired the knowledgeand after twelve grade
I went straight to collegedown with the kings on the mic, a full swingerthe
P to the
R, not an
R&
B singerthe
R to the
U-
N-
D-
MC'nthe fly human beings, tonight
I hold the key andflowin' with the funk track, here to soul brother blackpick up the bass, better yet leave a spaceso let me put my big black ??? on in to the early mornin'had skins doanin'mecca? (yo) you want the mecca? (yo)
I'll make a funky beat so we can blow, check it out
Pete
Rock's the beat knock, put you in a headlockand now all the outty out flock is down with the king

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