Rev Run

<i>[Joseph]</i>
The drumbeats go like this
Yo, yo
Now once again, my friend it's the Reverend
The first platinum status rap president
And from the coast to California to the show the main,
Got an east coast sound and my beats go bang
My own black crown with my snickers got my name
And I'm back yo, with my collar and cape
Like a superhero armed with an old school tape
It's the Rev, yo, you gots to believe

<i>[Liberty X]</i>
There's a song for lovers you can hear all the time
But you're like no other to me
So I'm not gonna promise you a starry sky
You just need to believe
(Just need to believe)

<i>[Joseph]</i>
I take time for my rhyme and I climb but don't reach
Hustling when we rustle and grime and rock beats
And this is it what? Another hit for the streets
I got love for my people from queens to overseas
Step into the room and then 'boom' the horns scream
Rev's coming well and regal, I've got dreams
Just like Martin Luther the King I might teach
Rock a collar to the party after party going reach

<i>[Liberty X]</i>
There's a song for lovers you can hear all the time
(All the time)
But you're like no other to me
(Like no other, like no other)
So I'm not gonna promise you a starry sky
You just need to believe
(You just need to believe)

There's a song for lovers
But you're like no other
(Rev's coming well and regal, I've got dreams
(Step into the room and then 'boom' the horns scream)
There's a song for lovers
But you're like no other to me
You just need to believe

(I'll be your friend)
If you say you love me
(I won't let you down)
If you say you really care
(Hold out your hands)
If you say you really want me
(I will be there)
I promise I'll be there, oh, oh

I promise
I promise
And then I promise
I'll be there

There's a song for lovers you can hear all the time
(All, yeah)
But you're like no other to me
(Like no oither, like no other)
So I'm not gonna promise you a starry sky
(Nothing but a starry sky)
You just need to believe

There's a song for lovers you can hear all the time
But you're like no other to me
(Other to me)
(Like no other, like no other)
So I'm not gonna promise you a starry sky
You just need to believe
(Just need to believe)
(You just need to believe)

<i>[Joseph]</i>
Faith is the substance of things hoped for
(You just need to believe)
The evidence of things not seen
(You just need to believe)
Your faith has made you whole
(Yeah)

[Rev Run]
I got a rhyme for the users, those they call losers
Those that got bruises, those they call useless
Blown they last fuses, fooled but not foolish!

I got a rhyme for the homeless, homes that's cold hopeless
Stoned and still dopeless, broke like the brokest
High and still potent, feel like the dopest
Straight from the dirt and hurt but still focused

Oopsy-daisy, they call him lazy
Amazin crazy, slave wages pays thee
Often tossed in, coughed off exhaustion
Now here comes distortion!

[Chorus]
Now here comes distortion {*repeat 3X*}

[Rev Run]
Girls gone wildin, and profilin
14 but seen on the Island
Out for her mans and, they got plans in
Three years left with plans for a mansion
Credit card criminal, he got a minimum
But when he's out he's paid like nine, ten of 'em
She got a kid now, he wants abortion
Now here comes distortion!

[Chorus]

[Rev Run]
Distortion!

Backlight, umm
Gotta be 79, 80, maybe even 81
But I thought it was 80, that's it
Flash and Melle Mel

Aiyyo tips and toes and fly poses
I resurrect and respect like I'm Moses
Flows is boasts, 'Def' just like 'Mos' is
And caked out like Rev just bought Hostess

Run got a rhyme designed like seven-nine was
I come to flip the script and change time 'cause
Go, here we go, here we, here we, here we made it
I take it back 'fore flattops was faded
Way before the laptop created
But now it's on and back and y'all played it

And you don't stop, it's the sure shot
Francois see'est faux, Flashe' no deux
And you don't stop, it's the sure shot
Take a tour, take a tour

And you don't stop, it's the sure shot
Francois see'est faux, Flashe' no deux
I said don't stop, do punk rock

Played a game that couldn't last
An ounce of memories from the past
The life I thought, I wanted is today

Aiyyo back by choices and my voice is
On point just like a Rolls Royce is
Noises, boys is poison with toys
Caked out and Run be the moistest

Run got a rhyme designed like seven-nine was
I come to flip the script and change time 'cause
Go, here we go, here we, here we, here we nitro
That nigga Run insure you like Geico
I 'member Flash and Mel rocked the night, yo
And back then them boys was like nitro

And you don't stop, it's the sure shot
Francois see'est faux, Flashe' no deux
And you don't stop, it's the sure shot
Take a tour, take a tour

And you don't stop, it's the sure shot
Francois see'est faux, Flashe' no deux
I said don't stop, do punk rock

I got my mind up in Boston
Crossin' back from Austin
Fifty more tossed in, callin' so often
Gone from the alley, Cali to the valley
Bronx to the Bowery, flyin' out to Maui
Up and down the highway, Monday to Friday
Saturday to Sunday, every day fly day
Fly from a city to a town and I'm gone
Always on the road 'cause my record's full blown
Livin' out my bag but I'm never missin' home
Papa was a rocker and I'm like a rolling stone
Got another call, yo it's time for the show
Got my mind on the road and yo, it's time to go

(CHORUS):
It's time for the show
Got my mind on the road
Yo, got my mind on the road
And yo, it's time to go

Like like I'm dazin', days after Days Inn
Comin' from a place that ain't just amazin'
Off to the right and bright light tonight
Take a flight, show's tight, so hype and AIGHT
It's been like I'm dreamin', people just screamin'
A rhyme that I wrote that was dope
They was fiendin'
Lines around the corner, TV's and phoners
Covers of your favorite magazine was a bonus
Road was just callin', flows was just fallin'
Record after record afetr rhyme I was bowlin'
Gotta get the show because Joe is on the flow
I got my mind on the road
And yo, it's time to go

(CHORUS)

Got a flight for tonight and I'm ready to roll
All my homies checkin' fo' me and I'm ready to go
All the people wanna see me
'Cause I'm killin' the show
All the rockers wanna be
'Cause I'm gettin' the dough
Now Rev's hall of fame and left as I came in
Gotta go again 'cause fans want my game in
Top priority, Rev's senority
Goin' on the road 'cause it's my priority, oh

(CHORUS)

(My name is)
Run
(Who?)
Run
If you thought that was fresh, bust this

I see you standing there, so lost and all alone
I wanna take you in my arms and tell you that you're home
I know just what to do, gonna be a shining star
I know just how to rescue you 'cause I've been where you are

Yo, now once again my friend, it's the Reverend
The first platinum status rap president
And from the coast of California to the shores of Maine
Got a East coast sound and my beats go bang
My old black crown and my sneakers own name

And I'm back y'all with a collar and a cape
Like a superhero armed with an old school tape
And to the beat y'all, it's a banger for the clubs
You ain't never seen a Reverend that's sittin' on dubs

Rockin' on your radio

Beats to the rhyme, the rhyme it don't stop y'all
On and on and on, now let's rock y'all
Feel the music, bop to this song
From the night 'til the mornin', rockin' all night long

Beats to the rhyme, the rhyme it don't stop y'all
On and on and on, now let's rock y'all
Feel the music, bop to this song
From the night 'til the mornin', rockin' all night long

I take time with my rhyme and I climb but don't reach
Hustle 'round with Russell and grind and rock beats
And I'm back, what? Another hit for the streets
I got love for my brothers from Queens to overseas

Step into the room and then boom, the horn screams
Rev rollin, royal and regal, I got dreams
Just like Martin Luther, the King who might teach
Rock a collar to the party after party go and preach

Beats to the rhyme, the rhyme it don't stop y'all
On and on and on, now let's rock y'all
Feel the music, bop to this song
From the night 'til the mornin', rockin' all night long

(Rev Run)
I got a way with my lady (okay, now start singin)

(Chorus)
I got a way with my lady and a way with the wino
Preachin like a preacher, healin people with the vinyl
Word to the spirit like I'm preachin from the bible
"And this is the way... we rock the hou.."

(Rev Run)
Now I'm preachin for the addict in the attic gettin stoned
And reachin for the stripper cause she run away from home
I'm prayin for the sister and the nigga on the phone
who said he'll pull the trigger if he never get a loan
I'm preachin for your momma and your poppa in the pew
I'm prayin for the sucker cause he lookin like you
I'm prayin for the dude who think his money is his God
Who 'bout to lose his mind cause he 'bout to lose his job!!

"And this is the way..." (I'm 'bout to lose my mind!)

(Chorus)

(Rev Run)
Now I'm preachin for the people who ain't never gettin paid
The suckers gettin suckered who be slavin for a wage
The drug addicted brother cause he think he got it made
Who never took a drug but yet he needed to get paid
I'm prayin for the mother who just had a kid at 12
who gotta feed her baby but can barely feed herself
I'm seein for the people who just need it cause they blind
who 'bout to lose control cause they 'bout to lose their mind!!

"And this is the way..." (I'm 'bout to lose my mind!)

(Chorus) w/o "And this is the way..."

(okay, now start...)

Hello, woo, hey

Here's a little story 'bout a boy named Joey
King of the world, got a very long story
Made a lot of money, live a life of glory
Did what he done but he end up sorry

Beat a lot of suckers and he banged down bums
Made a lot of records and he tricked the funds
Took it to the top and he stayed number one
But he never looked back to the place he's from

High and mighty, highty mighty Joe
Stomped out crews everywhere he goes, highty mighty Joe
Stomped out crews everywhere he goes, highty mighty Joe

High and mighty, highty mighty Joe
Stomped out crews everywhere he goes, highty mighty Joe
Stomped out crews everywhere he goes, highty mighty Joe

Joe was a leader way before his time
Made 'Piper Peter' and he kicked much rhyme
Had a two-seater and he rode past signs
Smoked a lot of Cheeba and he drank much wine

One day Joey had to stop his scheme
Got a revelation and he came back clean
Got a second chance to fulfill his dream
Now Joey is a Reverend and he live redeemed

High and mighty, highty mighty Joe
Stomped out crews everywhere he goes, highty mighty Joe
Stomped out crews everywhere he goes, highty mighty Joe

Highty mighty Joe

Break 'em 'till they broke you think I'm jokin' you're wrong
Got another one smokin' potent, votin' my song
Not another maker breaker, put your 'pinion aside
And come up on it, listen on it, put it on and let's ride

Regal rhymin' rapper I'm a sign of the times
I'll be the leader drum beater now you're changin' your mind

Feet up, pull your seat up while I'm layin' my line
I'm 'bout to break 'em 'till they broken
And now they broke it's breaktime, breaktime

Pick up on my lyric when you hear it you're sold
It's the type of hype spirit that's as good as my gold
Bank it while I spank it as the story is told
And when the Lord made the Rev he must have broken the mold

I'm the type of young hype, I'm mic controllin' my verse
Put your money on the Reverend 'cause I'm takin' the purse
And now my record is respected 'cause it's never been made
Like a fresh of breath air, like I'm sprayin' the Glade

Like a fighter I'm a writer that be kickin' my rhymes
'Bout to break 'em 'til they broken
Now they broke it's breaktime, breaktime

I got rhymes so def and rhymes galore
Rhymes that you never even heard before
It's like this y'all, it don't stop
It's the sure shot

People want me rhymin' must be out of they mind
They say I do it well and my rhymes are so fly
Gotta lot of bottom and my highs are so high
And when I tell 'em I don't wanna they just wanna know why

With a boom ditty, ditty with the ditty the drum
The kiddies lookin' for me cause they lookin' for Run
I'm all up in the city, but you know where I'm from

The H to the O, double-L I S
I know the boom batter 'bout to shatter your chest
The beater leader heater 'bout to make you go numb
With a boom ditty, ditty, ditty, ditty, ditty, ditty

Boom ditty, ditty with the ditty the drum
Boom, boom ditty, ditty boom ditty, boom ditty, ditty
Boom ditty, ditty with the ditty the drum
The kiddies lookin' for me 'cause they lookin' for Run
Boom ditty, ditty with the ditty the drum

Now I'm up and down the boule' and I'm fully aware
People lookin' for me and they want me to care
They all up in my business and they thinkin' it's fair
Can't a brother just retire, throw his mic in the air?

I pass it up to Diddy and the kiddies to come
My mic up in the kitty, no more rhymin' for Run
Like a be-boy bangin' slangin' son of a gun
A gold chain hangin', no more bangin' for Run
Boom swagger' top bragger' battle badder for me

y'all beg a top batter make a fatter LP
The Rev'll never do it 'less I do it for delf
I gotta letcha have it, go and manager yourself
Your army can't harm me, it ain't good for your health
So it's best y'all pass it on and put the mic on the shelf with a

Boom ditty, ditty with the ditty the drum
Boom, boom ditty, ditty boom ditty, boom ditty, ditty
Boom ditty, ditty with the ditty the drum
The kiddies lookin' for me 'cause they lookin' for Run
Boom ditty, ditty with the ditty the drum

Rhymin' for my momma and the drama to come
Rhymin' for Bambaataa and I'm rhymin' for Run
Rhymin' for my people up and under the gun
And when I'm rhymin' for the money people know that it's
Done, done, done, done, done

Now, me and D, we had a jam, we used to kick it with Jay
He was the baddest fuckin' man in the U.S. of A.
He had a rack of black jackets and some records to play
And my sucker Nelly Dee would sound check it with Ray

Open the Garden up for Marvin and I'm speakin' on Gaye
God bless 'em where they rest and 'ever they may lay
And now they're

Sweet home Alabama, where the skies are so blue
Sweet home Alabama, Lord I'm comin' home to You

Now, Jigga Jay had a hand and it was steady and firm
He was the type of dude to shoot it to you straight as a perm
He was the greatest and he's sharin' everything that he earned
And you can count on Jam Master, I was never concerned

We all miss him but his mission is completed and done
Never worry 'bout D and Dicka DJ Run
And don't ask me 'bout Jay and never have no fear
The only question we should ask is why are we still here?
Because we're

Sweet home Alabama, where the skies are so blue
Sweet home Alabama, Lord I'm comin' home to You

Now, under pressure, Jam Master never losin' control
He cut a record in a second, everybody was sold
Always open to the words that I had to say
Always helpin', never selfish, that was my man Jay

And we ain't lose him or choose him, it was God's idea
And since home is where the heart is homey, he's still here
And now we're

Sweet home Alabama, where the skies are so blue
Sweet home Alabama, Lord I'm comin' home to You