Here We Go (Live at the Funhouse, NYC - 1984)

How y'all feel out there?

Aw yeah

Alright, alright

Check this out

One, two, three

In the place to be

As it is plain to see

He is DJ Run, and I am D.M.C

Funky fresh for 1983

DJ Jam Master Jay

Inside the place with all the bass

He leaves without a trace

And he came here tonight to get on your case

And we are the krush groovin', the body-movin'

The record makin', and the record breakin'

And it goes a little somethin' like this

It goes a one, two, three and

Here we go, here we go

Here we go, here we go

here we, here we, here we go

D.M.C. and DJ Run

Dum-diddy-dum-diddy-diddy-dum-dum

We're rockin' on the mic

And then you know where we're from

Dum-diddy-dum-diddy-diddy-dum-dum

We hope y'all ready for the big beat drum

Drum-diddy-drum-diddy-diddy-drum-drum

So people in the place here the big beat come

Here it come, here it come

Here it kiddi-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 MC's 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 y'all

(That y'all)

It's like that y'all

(That y'all)

It's like that-a-tha-that, a-like that y'all

(That y'all)

Cool chief rocker, I don't drink vodka

But keep a bag of cheeba inside my locker

(Huh)

Go to school everyday

(Huh)

Always time to get paid

(Ha, huh)

'Cause I'm rockin' on the mic until the break of day

And now the things I do make me a star

And you can be too if know who you are

Just put your mind to it, you'll go real far

And the next thing you know you'll have a big car, ha

(A-liggy-liggy-liggy-liggy-liggy)

Listen to the beat, here I say

(Ha, ha)

Because it's not routine

It's the way I play

(Ha, yeah)

Spit come out my mouth all time of the day

And then ah, and most the time, Jam Master Jay

Hey, they used to call me Easy Dee

Because I rapped on the mic so easily

But now they call me D.M.C

He's D.M.C. of the party

The D's for doin' it all of the time

M is for the rhymes, that are all mine

C's for cool, cool as can be

And why you wear those glasses?

So I can see, yeah

Rhymes so def, rhymes rhymes galore

Rhymes that you've never even heard before

Now if you say you heard my rhyme

We gonna have to fight

'Cause I just made the motherfuckers up last night

Kick off your shoes, relax your feet

Party on down to the DJ Run beat

The beat to get you up and get you outta your seat

Make you boogie to this (Party) 'cause you know it's unique

Wait a tiny minute, don't break on (Me)

My rhymes come faster as the DJ (Cheats)

The DJ cuts the record for the valley below

Then I boogie your ass, 'til it's time to go

And when it's time to go girls, takin' you home

So straighten your dress up

'Bout your hair, use a comb

Well, I'm the microphone master

Super rhyme maker

I get def as the others get faker

It's me D.M.C. in the place to be

And I still got the same old harmony

I'm the Deva statin', mic controller

The word wizard and the chief rock holder

Bad b-boy made for the b-girls

Rock rulin' rhymes as the turntable twirls

Supreme leader was born to talk

And over any 'corded rap king, I'll exalt, ha

I'm from Hollis, Queens and the games we play

See these games most everyday

People ridin' round town, think hot rods

Get paid real well, don't have jobs

We've got pickpockets, thieves, gamblin' man

Bettin' twenty to one, right against your friend

We've got 'em all out there, doin' their best

Play slick games and avoid arrest

Now the games of life, are really fun

But you had 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 morn'

He's Jam Master Jay, 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 a real jam master

JMJ are the letters of his name

Cuttin' and scratchin' are the aspects of his game

So check out the master as he cuts these jams

Then look at us with the mics in our hands

Then take a count

One, two, three

Jam master Jay

(Run) D.M.C.