How y'all feel out there? Oh yeah, alright. Alright, check this out. 1, 2, 3, in the place to be As it is plain to see He is DJ Run And I am DMC Funky fresh from 1983 DJ Jam Master J Inside the place with all the bass He lives without a trace And he came here tonight to get on your case And we are the crush groovin' The body movin' The record makin' And the record breakin' And it goes a little somethin' like this It goes a 1, 2, 3, and Here we go, here we go Here we go, here we go Here we, here we, here we go DMC and DJ Run Dumb diddy dumb Diddy diddy dumb dumb We're rockin' on the limit And you know where we're from Dumb diddy dumb Diddy diddy dumb dumb We hope you're ready For the big beat drum Drum diddy drum Diddy diddy drum drum So people in the place Hear the big beat come Hear it come, hear it come Hear it kitty come come Come on everybody Let's all get down What we have is a brand new sound So nobody out there be misled We make up all these rhymes Inside our head The other MCs cannot compete When we rap on the mic To this big beat The beat is big It's kind of large And when we're on the mic We're in charge It's like that jaw Like that jaw Like that of a bat I like that jaw Cool G brother I don't drink fucker But keep a bag of chiva Inside my left I go to school every day On assignment I pay her Cause I rock it on the mic I till the break all day And now the things I do Make me a star And you can be too If you know who you are Just put your mind to it You're goin' real far And the next thing you know It'll happen in time Again, again, again, again, again Listen to the beat When I say it Because it's not routine It's the way I play It come out my mouth All time of the day And then I move to time Yeah, Master J They used to call me Easy D Because I rap on the mic So easily But now they call me DMC He DMC of the party The D's for doin' it All of the time M is for the rhymes That are all mine C is for cool, cool As can be And why you wear those glasses? So I can see it So just rhymes, rhymes galore Rhymes that you've never Even heard before Now if you say you heard my rhymes We're gonna have to fight Cause I just made the motherfuckers up last night Kick off your shoes Relax your feet Party on down till the DJ run beat The beat to get you off and get you outta your seat Make you boogie till the spot Cause you know it's unique Wait a tiny minute don't break on me My rhymes come faster as the DJ chews The DJ cuts the record from the valley below Then I boogie your ass till it's time to go And when it's time to go girls takin' your home So straighten your dress or watch your hair use a comb Well I'm the microphone master super rhyme maker I get deaf as the others get faker It's me DMC and the place to be And I still got the same old harmony I'm Endeavor stay there mic controller The word wizard and the chief rock muller Bad beat boy made for the beat girls Rock ruler rhymes hit the turntable twirls Supreme people was born to talk And don't be any corny rap king Alex R I'm from Alice, Queens and the games we play TV games most everyday People ridin' round town Snick hot rod gettin' paid real well Don't have jobs we got pickpockets See Gamblin' man bettin' 20 to 1 right against the purse We got them all out there doin' their best Play slick games and avoid arrest Now the games of life are really fun But you have to play the game until the game is done So play on To the break of dawn as we rock y'all on to the early morning He's Jam Master J the big beat blaster He gets better cause he know he has to It's 83 and he's a little faster And only practice makes perfect And when it's time to go And only practice makes a real jam master JMJ are the letters of his name Cuttin' and scratchin' all the aspects of his game So check out the master as he cuts the jam Then look at us with the mics in our hands Then take a count 1, 2, 3 Jam Master J from DMC