I have a Saturday night drive in a subway train
A lot of speed inside my brain
Shakin', breakin' it loose, the best that I can do
I gotta get out, gotta get out now
I wanna hear my wheels scream and shout
Get out of the subway
Get my wheels on the street
And start motorvatin'
Runnin all alone in a lowdown street
Just a searching for my medicine
And a little satisfaction from a woman, Is all I need
I gotta pull myself together
Hey hey hey, hear me say
I gotta drive right into the fire
And I'm burnin', burnin', burnin'
I'm motorvatin'
I've got skin thight jeans and high heel shoes
A leather jacket and nothing to lose
Gotta rock the nation, down the filling station
Don't try to get a ride in my Cadillac
You don't look good enough for that
Sure I am a loner but I'm never alone
I get by on my own
We've gotta pull ourselves together, hey hey hey, that's what I say
We've gotta pull ourselves together, hey hey hey, now hear me say
We've got to drive right into the fire, and start burning, burning, burning
We're motorvatin', we're motorvatin'[D.M.C.]
Yeah one two one two
And I say
as we let the music play
This is dedicated to Ruddy Ray
from all the homeboys around the way
So def it won't get an F
Jay receives an A for his essay
Spins til you're dizzy
Born to get busy
Is he the Jam Master?
Isn't he or is he?
And my name is D.M.C.
The K I N G
The car that I drive is called a Caddy
The drink that I drink is called O.E.
And I wear my glasses so I can see
My homeboy right next to me
His name is DJ Run
Shoots a gift like a gun
Slays suckers one by one
Rather chill than kill
cause the killing's no fun
So together forever
Crew be tougher than leather
We gonna slay the bad ones
until there are none
[Run-D.M.C.]
Run-D.M.C.'s award nominee
The K-I-N-G's of all M-I-C's
Like Hercules, with rhymes like these
Never crackin not lackin and I still pull G's
[Run]
Well I ah, impress the bad, suggest the rad
Who be less when they 'fess, against the test
[D.M.C.]
And I insist that this, with a flick of the wrist
will be kid not dissed at the top of the list
[Run-D.M.C.]
So go a-head, and stand, check out the man
With a clan, never ran, and in demand
[D] So just a
[R] Bust a rhyme
[D] It's a must cause I'm
[R] Funky fresh, in the flesh AND YOU KNOW THE TIME
[D] Why don't ya, bust it son
[R] Cause I'm number one
[D] Just do it, pursue it
[D] Hit it Run!
[Run]
Yo I'm flowin and showin rocks knots and shockin the mind
I'm only chillin and killin, so won't you check out the rhyme
Meetin greatin and seatin, suckers all in a row
Crashin mashin and bashin, my name is Run, call me Joe
Fat as ever and clever, and never second to none
Wearin leather and better (What's your name?) DJ Run
But in the summer's a bummer, cause I leave em at home
Just Adidas and me, and ? and D on the phone