| Now Peter Piper picked peppers but Run rocked rhymes
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| Humpty Dumpty fell down that’s his hard time
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| Jack B. Nimble what nimble and he was quick
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| But Jam Master cut faster Jack’s on Jay’s dick
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| Now Little Bo Peep cold lost her sheep
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| And Rip van Winkle fell the hell asleep
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| And Alice chillin somewhere in Wonderland
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| Jack’s servin Jill a bucket in his hand
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| And Jam Master Jay’s making out our sound
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| The turntables might wobble but they don’t fall down
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| Now Dr. Seuss and Mother Goose both did their thing
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| But Jam Master’s gettin loose and D.M.C.'s the king
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| Cause he’s adult entertainer
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| Child educator
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| Jam Master Jay king of the crossfader
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| He’s the better of the best best believe he’s the baddest
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| Perfect timin when I’m climbin I’m a rhymin apparatus
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| Lot of guts
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| When he cuts
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| Girls move their butts
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| His name is Jay hear the play he must be nuts
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| And on the mix real quick and I’d like to say
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| He’s not Flash but he’s fast and his name is Jay
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| Jay’s like King Midas as I was told
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| Everything that he touched turned to gold
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| He’s the greatest of the greater get it straight
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| He’s great
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| Playing fame cause his name is known in every state
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| His name is Jay
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| To see him play
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| Will make you say
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| God damn that DJ made my day
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| Like the butcher the baker
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| The candlestick maker
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| He’s a maker a breaker
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| And a title taker
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| Like the little old lady who lived in a shoe
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| If cuts were kids he would be you
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| Not lyin y’all he’s the best I know
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| And if I lie my nose will grow
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| Like a little wooden boy named Pinocchio
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| And you all know how the story go
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| Tricks are for kids he plays much gigs
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| He’s a big bad wolf and you’re the three pigs
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| He’s a big bad wolf in your neighborhood
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| Not bad meaning bad but bad meaning good
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| We’re Run-D.M.C. |
| got a beef to settle
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| D’s not Hansel he’s not Gretel
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| Jay’s a winner
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| Not a beginner
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| His pockets get fat others get thinner
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| Jump on Jay like cows jump moons
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| People chase Jay like dish and spoon
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| And like all fairy tales end
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| You’ll see Jay again my friend |