"Raising Hell" lyrics - RUN-D.M.C.

"Raising Hell"

Kings from Queens from Queens come Kings
We're raising hell like a class when the lunch bell rings
The king will be praised, and hell will be raised
S-s-s-suckers try to phase us, but D won't be phased
So what's your name? DMC. The king is me
Your highness or his majesty
Now you can debate, c-c-c-c-concentrate
But you can't imitate DMC the great
Dissing all devils, causin havoc in hell
At a very high level, bass and treble shall yell
Hanging in the heavens on the sound supreme
So clear to the ear it is sometimes seen
So loud like a cloud with thunder and lightning
So proud to the crowd it is somewhat frightening
No calm in the storm like a beast unleashed
There's no stopping 'cause the rocking cannot cease - BREAK!

You see, its harder than hard, not one bit soft
Courageous and contagious, so you better break off
Not a coal on a roll, did you hear me cough?
Just listen while I'm dissin 'cause you're pissin me off
Cold beading is spreading all across your face
You cant take when I break it, if that's the case
I'll go on and on, and kick the bass
So back off of the cup while I take my taste
It's highly appraised when the hell is raised
So demanding and commanding that you all stand dazed
The unbelieveing receiving prophecies so true
I cut the head off the devil and I throw it at you
My mighty mic control already brought his soul
The rock king is so bold when he rocks and roll
A black hat is my crown, symbolizing the sound
Signifying, we won't play around - BUST IT!

Rhyming and climbing beat making everyday
No synthesizer sound, so silence when I say
I am great, get it straight, 'cause that's my fate
My name is Run, I'm number one, thats how I rate
He's in the place, with the bass, and stylin grace
His name is Jay, he's here to play, and win this race
He's off the wall, on the ball, his name is D
Kinda tall, yes y'all, he's down with me
From the mountain valley to the deep blue sea
The word is heard as told by D
I don't sing, I bring much to light
Like a star shining bright in the darkest night
If you are cold, I'll bring you heat
Like I brought the whole world my funky beat
Mysterious is serious, I ain't no joke
Fire from the depths of hell, and you can smell the smoke
Kicking and ticking while you're having a ball
Like chicken finger-lickin I'll be flicking you all
Don't do the bird, have you heard? Did they give you a call?
Just me and DMC cold shakin the wall
There's no fearin one hearin sound of this kind
Across the land, every man is going out of his mind
On the face of the earth, spreading like disease
Contaminating, infiltrating, like a horde of bees
Lord of lyrics, dukes of discussions
Rulers of rap and kings of cold crushin'
Pullers of people, controllers of crowds
Lingering lyrics, long-lasting and loud
Left y'all, a to the left y'all
Because I rock upon the mic real def y'all
And to the right y'all, a to the right y'all
Because I rock upon the mic all night y'all

You see, I want respect if I'm correct
They're all like a ball that I have checked
And the shots they take have no effect
The punk tried to dunk but he broke his neck
Cause I rock harder, and I get farther
You want to battle D, hey please don't bother
To waste your time, messing with my rhyme
The only kick you'll get out of it is in your behind