Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song You Be Illin', artist - Run DMC. Date of issue: 11.04.2003
Song language: English
You Be Illin' |
| Just mindin' my business, eatin' food and finger lickin' |
| This dude walked in lookin' strange and kind of funny |
| Went up to the front with a menu and his money |
| He didn’t walk straight, kind of side to side |
| He asked this old lady, «Yo, yo, um… is this Kentucky Fried?» |
| The lady said «Yeah», smiled and he smiled back |
| He gave a quarter and his order, small fries, Big Mac! |
| You be illin' |
| (To)day you won a ticket to see Doctor J |
| Front row seat (in free!) no pay |
| Radio in hand, snacks by feet |
| Game’s about to start, you kickin' popcorn to the beat |
| You finally wake up, Doc’s gone to town |
| Round his back, through the hoop, then you scream «Touchdown!» |
| You be illin' |
| The other day around the way I seen you illin' at a party |
| Drunk as skunk you illin' punk and in your left hand was Bacardi |
| You went up to this fly girl and said «Yo, yo, can I get this dance?» |
| She smelt your breath and then she left you standin' in your illin' |
| stance |
| You be illin' |
| (For) dinner, you ate it, there is none left |
| It was salty, with butter and it was def |
| You proceeded to eat it cos you was in the mood |
| But holmes you did not read it was a can of dog food! |
| You be illin' |