Now the things I do make me a star   And you can be too if you know who you are   Like a Brougham on the corner, big boy in a car   Be the Kid in Kid Rock, with the baw, with the baw      Be hard as law, what you saw is law   Once again my friend, it's DJ Run on tour   Like DJ Run's his name, like Kid Rock is his   He's D.M.C. it's like that and that's the way it is      Beats get you open my voice is just like a   Cane come invadin' your statement and made a   Flows doin shows they knows I go   Hoes even chose to pose for this Rover      Eyes come to see the three in live footage   Jay Run and D.M.C., that's what the hood is   Never been a time like this that's so vital   'I'm the King of Rock', 'cause that's my title      Then take a count, one two three   Jam Master Jay, Run-D.M.C.      You see, I want respect and if I'm correct   Well then you're all like a call that I had checked   And the shots that they take have no effect   Some punk tried to dunk but he broke his neck      'Cause I rock harder and I roll farther   You wanna battle Kid Rock, bitch don't bother   You waste your time, messin' with my rhymes   The only kick you'll get out of is in your behind      Fire, blaze, my name is worldwide   When we yes, yes y'all we rock it all night   To other MC's doin rock 'n' roll   It's Run-D.M.C., Kid Rock patrol      DJ Run 'til I'm done, D.M.C.'s the soul   Got MTV on remote control   Platinum, platinum can't mess with gold   We never let go of the mics we hold      Our joints get played your selects the mode   D.M.C.'s spittin' flame while your jams is cold   Over thirty-million records worldwide we sold   Darryl Mack, JMJ, and my name is Joe      The other MC's know about the show   Hook the turntables up to the telephone pole   Rock a rhyme nine nine 'til it's time to go   Cough up a long, DJ Run, got a rhyme to flow      I come from a school that they call the old   D.M.C. stands for Devastating Mic Control   I come from a school that they call the old   We never let go of the mics we hold      I come from a school that they call the old   Over thirty million records worldwide we sold   I come from a school that they call the old   It's Run-D.M.C., Kid Rock patrol      I come from a school that they call the old   Dum diddy dum diddy diddy dumb dumb      You see, I want respect and if I'm correct   Well then you wall like a ball that I had checked   And the shots that they take have no effect   Some punk tried to dunk but he broke his neck      'Cause I rock harder, and I grow farther   You wanna battle Kid Rock, bitch don't bother   Don't waste your time, messin' with my rhymes   The only kick you'll get out of it is in your behind