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Texty: Run D.M.C.. Ultimate Run-D.M.C.. Peter Piper.

Now Peter Piper picked peppers, but Run rocked rhymes
Humpty Dumpty fell down, that's his hard time
Jack B. Nimble was nimble, and he was quick
But Jam Master cut faster, Jack's on Jay's dick

Now little Bo Peep cold lost her sheep
And Rip van Winkle fell the hell asleep
And Alice chillin' somewhere in Wonderland
Jack's serving Jill a bucket in his hand

And Jam Master Jay's making out our sound,
The turntables might wobble but they won't fall down

Now Dr. Seuss and Mother Goose both did their thing
But, Jam Master's gettin' loose and D M C's the king
'Cause he's the adult entertainer, child educator
Jam Master Jay, king of the crossfader

He's the better of the best, best believe he's the baddest
Perfect timin' when I'm climbin', I'm rhymin' apparatus
Lotta guts, when he cuts, girls move their butts
His name is Jay, hear the play, he must be nuts

And on the mix, real quick and I'd like to say
He's not Flash but he's fast and his name is Jay

It goes a one, two, three and
Jay's like King Midas, as I was told
Everything that he touched turned to gold
He's the greatest of the great, get it straight he's great

Claim fame 'cause his name is known in every state
His name is Jay to see him play will make you say
"God damn, that DJ made my day"

Like the butcher, the baker, the candlestick maker
He's a maker, a breaker and a title taker
Like the little old lady who lived in a shoe
If cuts were kids, he would be due

I'm not lying, y'all, he's the best I know
And if I lie, my nose will grow
Like the little wooden boy named Pinochio
And you all know how the story goes

Tricks are for kids he plays much gigs
He's the big bad wolf and you're the three pigs
He's the big bad wolf in your neighborhood
Not bad meaning bad, but bad meaning good, there it is

We're Run DMC got a beef to settle
Run's not Hansel, D's not Gretel
Jay's a winner, not a beginner
His pocket gets fat while others get thinner

J-Jump on Jay like cows jump moons
People chase Jay like dish and spoon
And like all fairy tales end
You'll see Jay again my friend, huh

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