Run-d.m.c. - You Know What I'm Saying Lyrics
With you know what Im sayin sample throughout(kracker)You must be outta your mindWhat do ya think youre doin here20 years gone by, and you still dont know whyWhen there was a day one, there was a dj runAnd when you think of days way back, there was a daryl macAnd before you had a ghetto blaster,There really was a jam masterKid kracker, thats me, yo kid rock,Come show the unknown what you think is what(kid rock)What chyall do is just in a legendBeen rhymin since the age of elevenI know the records so Im goin to heavenSeven and Im rollin elevenBeats platinum popper your copperYou rock a benz but I got a chopperSayin this thing over and overYou think Im playin, but Im not so Ill say it againIm say only you know what Im sayinPlayin what you think Im playinRollie while my hommie is joeyThe problem is yall think that you know meNever have I ever been betterMad cause Im tougher than leatherSunny on the story is whether you know what Im sayinIm the king and Im rulin forever(kracker)Yeah, you better believe hip-hop and rock does existAnd before you cross that off the list,You better get yourself some of thisAnd you can wish til your eyes bleedBut you know what I meanAnd this stuff aint never been so meanSo you better come clean before you cant come at allCuz once you start to spitYou can bet your ass youre gonna fallI said you can bet your ass youre gonna fall (why why why why)(kid rock)Why the hell yall rappers be frontinDont publish shit that points to you know nothinThat rollie must be borrowed or somethinAnd when I roll up like this I been huntinFeedin up a bunch for a millionThinkin that your makin a killinNow the day is over no moaninYall suckers sober that your checkinOut a certain feelinWhat happened to those couple of hoesDamn you and you payin them hoesAnd that wasnt complementray modeIts like that and thats the way that it goes, *****(kracker)While you busy sleepin, run dmc is busy eatinSteaks, shrimp, lobster up in maineChampaign from l.a. to spainDetroit to texasNobody checks usNew movesAnd you cant see itYou better get some glass cuz itsRun dmc nOr jam master jay nLets playinCuz if you dont say itSome one else willWho sport this bill******need some help here...(run)Do you hear the beats up to the ceilingBrooklyn all the way to new zealandHarlem all the way to jamaicaRuns up in your bodegaQueens, andTo the playas inAll your hustlers in memphisLivin up in tenament buildings(kracker)Uh huh and we all say noneAnd therell be no moreFrom shore to shoreCoast to coastRun dmc, jam master jay, kid rock, krackerChillin in mostChillin aint nobody illinWe walk this lineAnd contrary to popular beliefReal stars do shineAnd from behindSo lets ripNo shotsWe hot on this hustleThanks for comin outGod blessGood night like russell (wha wha wha wha)Dmc: wha wha wha wha whaWha wha wha wha whaWha wha wha wha wha
