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Raising Hell lyrics
Kings from Queens from Queens come Kings
We're raisin' hell like a class when the lunch bell rings
The King will be praying the Hell will be raisin'
S-s-something tryin' to favor but it won't be failed
But what's your name DMC the King is me
You're ha! miss on his majesty
Now kickin' the base c-c-concentrate
But you can't entertain DMC's the great
Dissin' all the Devils brought in hotter than Hell
Our very high level base the Devils shall yell
Hotter than the Hell is our sound supreme
So clear the the ear it is sometimes seen
So loud like a cloud with thunder and lightnin'
So proud to the crowd and it's somewhat frightenin'
And a cloud in a storm like it's this at least
Take a stopping cause I'm rockin' can I see 'is, break
You see it's harder than hard that one kid song
Courageous and contagious so you better break off
Now I call on a road did you hear me call
Just listen what I'm dissing 'cause you're pissin' me off
Cold bedding is spreading all across your face
You can take when I'm rappin' and that's the case
I go on and on and kick the bass
So back up overcome when I take my taste
It's like a praise when the Hell is raised
So demeaning and committing that you all stand dazed
The unbelieving reseeing provecy's so true
I got the head of the Devil and I'm showing at you
My mighty mic control already brought his soul
The right king is a bowe when he rocks 'n roll
A black cat is my rap simulizing a sag
In the fire we're walkin' around, bustin'
Rappin' and climbin' keep makin' every day
No sympathize the sound so it sounds when I say
I'm great gimme straight so that's my fate
My name is Run I'm number 1, that's how I rate
He's in the place with the bass and startin' grace
His name is J he's here to play and with this plate
He's off the wall on the ball his name is D
Kind of tall get y'all he's down with me
From the mountain valley to the deep blue sea
The word is heard as told by D
I'm don't sing, I'm praying much to light
Like a star shining bright in the darkest night
If you are cold I bring you heat
Like I brought the world my funky beat
Mysterious is serious I ain't no joke
Fire from the desert hell and you can smell the smoke
Kickin' and dickin' while you're havin' a ball
My chicken finger lickin' I'll be vickin' you off
So do the bird have you heard did they could give you a call
Just me and DMC cold shakin' the wall
There's no fearin' when here is I'm not this kind
I cross the land every minute going out of his mouth
On the face of the earth spreadin' like decease
Could terminating info trading like a horde of beasts
Ruler of rap the King I go crushing
Puller of people controller of crap
Left y'all ah to the left y'all
Because I'm rockin' upon the mic real def y'all
And to the right y'all ah to the right y'all
Because I rock upon the mic all night y'all
You see I walk respect and I correct
Like all on the ball that I have checked
And the shots they take have no effect
The Pope try to dope but he broke his neck
'Cause I rock harder than I get father
You want a battle D, hey please don't bother
To waste your time measure with my rap
The only kick you get out of is sittin' behind
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