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   One two three, in the place to be.. {be}
   And this is Sugar Ray, and Run-D.M.C
   HERE WE GO!
  D.M.C. and DJ Run
  Dum-diddy-dum diddy-diddy-dum-dum
  Were rockin on the mic and then you know where were from
  Dum-diddy-dum diddy-diddy-dum-dum
  We hope yall ready for the big beat drum
  Drum-diddy-dum diddy-diddy-drum-drum
  So people in the place here the big beat come
  Here it come, here it come, here it kiddy-come-come
  Cool chief rocka, dont drink vodka
  Used to keep cheeba inside my locker
  Used to get to down, now I slowed down
  Hold the flow down from Motown to yo town
  I be the MC that rip it nightly
  They said could be lucky, yeah might be, slightly
  But if its luck, then Im the luckiest you know
  Im runnin this, king of rock yo, here we go
  In the history of the song
  And the list be goin on and on
  Since the days of rocknroll, Purple Haze, hip-hopnsoul
  So here we go.. {Here we go!}
  Yeah! Here we go now!
  Yeah! DJ Run
  Rhymes so def, rhymes rhymes galore lore
  Rhymes that you never even heard before fore
  Say you heard my rhymes, were gonna have to fight
  Cause I just made the hot {shit} up last night
  Thats right I rhyme tight for cats on the block
  Took it to new heights, look at Kid Rock
  Yall eat what I cook to put yall on
  So have a Limp Bizkit and a piece of Korn
  Deva-stating, mic controller
  The word wiz-ard and the chief rock roller
   Bad b-boy made for the b-girls
  Rock rulin rhymes as the turntable twirls
   Su-preme people who was born to talk
  And over any corny rap king, well exalt!
   These are the kings from around the wayyy
  {Run-D.M.C. and Jam Master Jay!}
  {Sugar Ray guitarist plays to end}