We wreck shop, you know we wreck shop [x3]
You know we know we know we wreck shop
We wreck shop, you know we wreck shop [x3]
You know we know we know we wreck shop
I kick a wicked rhyme, what more can I tell ya
You're quick to pick and find a hardcore record seller
I paved the way for days, I'm a new wave yeller
For decades gettin paid, comin straight from the cellar
The paper was my trade so I stayed in the lab
Now the record's gettin played on the tape that you have
I'm like a heavyweight with a great left jab
Keep it truck diesel for the sake of the ave
Never bring no witness cause I freak this with uniqueness
For the rap fan, black man talks decent
Prop me, jock me, rock but don't stop me
If a man's got belief then a man's got beef
Sometimes I get sore from the war of a tour
To wreck it down ??, to get the crowd to roar
The records get dropped and my lyrics get popped
Let me off next stop cause I'm flex to wreck shop now
We wreck shop, you know we wreck shop [x3]
You know we know we know we wreck shop
Bust it!
I wreck shop, now pull your leg I beg your pardon
And rock a wicked rhyme like eighty-seven at the Garden
The hardest of the hard and I be harder for the hardened
?? but the smartest broken artists by the carton
Livin while I'm givin ??
Not hear to bust your bubble send your trouble down the drain
Hurry on the double cool and subtle that's our game
My crew came out the huddle and I know you'll feel the pain
We wreck shop, and I can see they always give in
Life is like a mic and that's exactly how I'm livin
Ladies love the lover and the lover love the women
My name is DJ Run but you can call me Joseph Simmons and
We wreck shop, you know we wreck shop [x3]
You know we know we know we wreck shop
We wreck shop, you know we wreck shop [x3]
You know we know we know we wreck shop
Cop, you can't stop or drop, you shop wrecker
The mic checker, I take my pilgramage to Mecca
Jay with the records still a dose of double-decker
Me and Run'll come and have some fun, and we'll wreck a
Shop on down, to the last stop, ha
We're givin rhythm to the Wisdoms on the block, ha
And ain't no business be a witness to the shot, ha
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Stomp the competition, opposition seeks to
Confuse abuse and use all that I speak to
I bust a sucker, a nucca that I speak through
They keep pursuin never doin D.M.C. you
Get ready set up, I'm bout to go head up
You better shut up, you're gonna be a dead up
Bucked and stuck your butt broke and chopped
The East coast boast the most, we wreck shop now!
We wreck shop, you know we wreck shop [x3]
You know we know we know we wreck shop
We wreck shop, you know we wreck shop [x3]
You know we know we know we wreck shop
We wreck shop, you know we wreck shop [x3]
You know we know we know we wreck shop
compositores: CLEVELAND CONSTANTINE BROWNE, WYCLIFF JOHNSON, DARRYL MCDANIELS, JOSEPH SIMMONS, JASON MIZELL, CLIVE ANTHONY BRIGHT, REGGIE WILLIAMS
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