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[Rev Run] Now me and D we had a jam, we used to kick it with Jay He was the baddest {fuckin} man in the U.S. of A. He had a rack of black jackets and some records to play And my sucker Nelly Dee would sound check it with Ray Open the Garden up for Marvin and I'm speakin on Gaye God bless 'em where they rest and 'ever they may lay And now they're [Chorus: samples from Lynyrd Skynyrd - "Sweet Home Alabama"] Sweet home Alabama... where the skies are so blue Sweet home Alabama... Lord I'm comin home to you [Rev Run] Now Jigga Jay had a hand and it was steady and firm He was the type of dude to shoot it to you straight as a perm He was the greatest and he's sharin everything that he earned And you can count on Jam Master, I was never concerned We all miss him but his mission is completed and done Never worry 'bout D and Dicka DJ Run And don't ask me 'bout Jay and never have no fear The only question we should ask is why are we still here? Because we're [Chorus] Songtexte[Rev Run] Now under pressure Jam Master never losin control He cut a record in a second, everybody was sold Always open to the words that I had to say Always helpin, never selfish, that was my man Jay And we ain't lose him or choose him, it was God's idea And since home is where the heart is homey he's still here And now we're [Chorus] Aus Songtexte Mania