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(feat. DMC) [Chuck D] 5-1 not 5-0 Ima b52 Bomb drop non stop spitting on you Never have so many Been screwed by so few Call to save y'all So whatcho wanna do? At the age I'm at now if I can't teach I shouldn't even open my mouth to speak Real talk raising strong down from the weak Chuck d got tea party beef Why represent where you cant sleep? 40 aches jackass is six feet deep Lost in the same space y'all call the streets I walk real talk across these beats At the age I am now If I can't teach I should even open my mouth to speak I bomb drop on those that be makin y'all weak 24hours 7 days a week [DMC] SongtexteI be the king from the streets of hollis queens new york The only thing you get from dmc is real talk The cow makes beef and the pig makes pork I gotta walk this way 'cause it's the way I walk From the halls in the hood to the halls of fame I got that east coast flavor and that west coast game I jam with jackal and jesse james You gotta call me the king when you say my name [Chorus - DMC] I go hard for the people in the streets (real talk) The king of the rhymes and the beats (real talk) Adidas is the sneakers on my feet (real talk) And it's the children in the streets we gotta reach (real talk) I rock on real talk The way the side walks Whats up with the radio inside new york Underneath them streets Man made concrete Is mother earth And gods work This ain't new Cause y'all ain't never knew No tears tell your peers inform your crew Causetruth is truth No matter what I think I take out garbage When it tends to stink No joke no smoke I don't drink Mrchuck d Tweet me so we can link See I been your age You ain't been mine Feels like I was born a second time this rhyme I wrote Took a long ass time Leave that wackness way behind At the age I am now If I can't teach I should even open my mouth to speak I bomb drop on those that be makin y'all weak 24hours7 days a week [DMC] I be the good crowd rocker, the best mc I be the world's greatest rapper if you want me to be But all that crap means nothing to me If I can't give 'em vision and something to see It's more powerful than your politics All you stupid politicians can suck a thumb Me and chuck d we do not run Like my man said a change is gonna come So don't be stupid don't be so dumb There are no cuss words for y'all to beep But I am cursing out the leaders that are still asleep And all you wack-ass rappers, your talk is cheap See my talk is really real 'cause my voice is deep Now I used to rock rhymes with the reverend From run dmc there's nothing better than... The microphone killin', head severin' And if you're sick of wack rappin' I'm the medicine. Noise of my voice Voice of the voiceless Against the Racist Classist Homophobic Sexist, Xenophobic That sits So deep Within us Can't get help From those Famous just to be famous The powers that be separate us and hate us When you need em They go on hiatus They hate us It don't matter They cant mistake us For somebody else They tried to break us No need to dumb down or even young down Cause my standards Is high They cant understand it Some of them cant stand it They cant understand it Songwriter yall know it More than a poet Living life not lies So the people can know it At the age I am now If I can't teach I should even open my mouth to speak I bomb drop on those that be makin y'all weak 24 hours 7 days a week Aus Songtexte Mania