The School Of Old

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 '' 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