Two years ago, a friend of mine   Asked me to say some MC rhymes   So I said this rhyme I'm about to say   The rhyme was Def a then it went this way      Took a test to become an MC   And Orange Krush became amazed at me   So Larry put me inside his Cadillac   The chauffeur drove off and we never came back      Dave cut the record down to the bone   And now they got me rockin' on the microphone   And then we talkin' autograph, and here's the laugh   Champagne caviar, and bubble bath      But see ah, ah, that's the life, ah, that I lead   And you Sucker MC's is who I please   So take that and move back, catch a heart attack   Because there's nothin' in the world, that Run'll ever lack      I cold chill at a party in a b-boy stance   And rock on the mic and make the girls wanna dance   Fly like a dove, that come from up above   I'm rockin' on the mic and you can call me Run-Love      I got a big long Caddy not like a Seville   And written right on the side it reads 'Dressed to Kill'   So if you see me cruisin' girls, just a move or step aside   There ain't enough room to fit you all in my ride      It's on a, ah, first come, first serve basis   Coolin' out girl, take you to the Def places   One of a kind and for your people's delight   And for you, Sucker MC, you just ain't right      Because you're bitin' all your life, you're cheatin' on your wife   You're walkin' round town like a hoodlum with a knife   You're hangin' on the ave, chillin' with the crew   And everybody know what you've been through      Ah, with the one two three, three to two one   My man Larry Larr, my name's DJ Run   We do it in the place with the highs and the bass   I'm rockin' to the rhythm, won't you watch it on my face      Go Uptown and come down to the ground   You Sucker MC, you bad face clown   You five dollar boy, and I'm a million dollar man   You say a Sucker MC, and you're my fan      You try to bite lines, but rhymes are mine   You's a Sucker MC in a pair of Calvin Kleins   Comin' from the wackiest, part of town   Tryin' to rap up but you can't get down      You don't even know your English, your verb or noun   You're just a Sucker MC, you sad face clown   So D.M.C. and if you're ready the people rockin' steady   You're drivin' big cars, get your gas from Getti      I'm D.M.C., in the place to be   I go to St. John's University   And since kindergarten, I acquired the knowledge   And after 12th grade, I went straight to college      I'm light skinned, I live in Queens   And I love eatin' chicken and collard greens   I dress to kill, I love the style   I'm an MC you know who's versatile      Say, I got good credit in your regards   Got my name not numbers on my credit cards   I go Uptown, I come back home   Fool me, myself and my microphone      All my rhymes are sweet delight   So here's another one for y'all to bite   When I rhyme, I never quit   And if I got a new rhyme, I'll just say it      'Cause it takes a lot to entertain   And Sucker MC's can be a pain   You can't rock a party with the hip in hop   You gotta let 'em know, you'll never stop      The rhymes have to make   (A lot of sense)   You got to know when to start   (When the beats commence)