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SINGER: Run D.M.C.
SONG:Kick The Frama Lama Lama
Auhhh! [run] yes yes y'all off to the lagoon, so soon, my tune'll have room to go boom so i go to the ?pazoom? place where the bass in your face is never 'ternal then i ran into my man the alligator so how you livin like a sucker wife is such a nag i wish i wish when niggaz fish they'd make a gator bag but other than that i'm livin fat i got a record deal me and this pig got fifty gigs yo homeboy check it squeal he said his rap and that was that and i was left alone let me kick you this lyric gather round now hear about the flintstones fred and barn' and all the rest of the flintstones they got a benz with rocks and dark tints homes kitted out, vvs the whole bit people screamin on fred and sayin, "oh shit!" and then my man fred came home late (doin what?) cold beefin bout, mr. slate and then he walked to the door, seen wilma cryin fred said, "yo hoe, i ain't lyin!" and next thing, you heard a little crunch fred fell (what?) result of a punch and then they got up, and went and got the crew back to the hoe's house - yabba dabba dabba dabba doo y'all a dabba doo y'all and that's comin straight from me to you y'all [d.m.c.] you need a umbrella if it starts to rain you need a umbrella if it starts to rain you need a umbrella if it starts to rain so why didn't you just bring a raincoat? and i hope, that you have a boat cause my cussin is floodin and you need to stay afloat not on water, but on somebody's daughter you never ever wanna say that you caught a breeze, that'll freeze or some kind of the disease to make you ill and sneeze (ah-choo!) i'm tryin to tell you baby pop you press your luck or youse a sucker suckin on a lollipop you knocked off the boots and only got your shit wet needles inject just to disinfect, you're upset your stupid monkey-ass didn't protect yourself kick the frama lama lama lama lama! ah-choo! [run] motherfuckers poppin shit about a nigga goin out without a hit or shit to his name to claim and aim that shit towards me, nah.. that ain't what time it is, cause this is mines and his 'member the crime you did? don't ever close your lid cause if you sleep i keep the cheap motherfuckin tape you gave me, so behave see my name is run and i'll run this ruler up your ass and measure the shit you're poppin there's no stoppin or coppin or playin with me you see, i'll break your fuckin neck, i'm deadly!
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