Get Ready

Bloodstains .......... The Offspring

We're Not Gonna Take It .......... Bif Naked

Bawitdaba (Lower Than You Remix) .......... Kid Rock

King Of Rock .......... Run-D.M.C.

Diamond Dallas Page (King Of Ba-Da-Bing) Theme .......... Dweezil Zappa

Freestyle (Remix) .......... P.O.D.

Jump Around .......... House Of Pain

We Will Rock You .......... DJ Hurricane

Last Resort .......... Papa Roach

Sting Theme .......... George S. Clinton

Baby One More Time .......... Ahmet / Dweezil Zappa

Girls, Girls, Girls .......... Motley Crue

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They can make things worse for me
Sometimes I'd rather die
They can tell me lots of things
But I can't see eye to eye
Well, I know they know the way i think
I know they always will
But someday I'm gonna change my mind
Sometimes I'd rather kill

Bloodstains - Speed kills
Fast cars - Cheap thrills
Rich girls - Fine wine
I've lost my sense... I've lost control... I've lost my mind

Things seem so much different now
The scene has died away
I haven't got a steady job
And I've got no place to stay
Well, it's a futuristic modern world
But things aren't what they seem
Someday you'd better wake up
From this stupid fantasy

*We're not gonna take it
No, we ain't gonna take it
We're not gonna take it anymore
We've got the right to choose it
There ain't no way we'll lose it
This is our life; this is our song
We'll fight the powers that be just don't pick our destiny
'cause you don't know us, you don't belong
Repeat *

Oh you're so condescending
Your goal is never ending
We don't want nothin', not a thing from you
Your life is trite and jaded boring and confiscated
If that's your best, your best won't do Release
Oh...
Oh...
We're right/ yeah
We're free/ yeah
We'll fight/ yeah
You'll see/ yeah

Repeat *

[Chorus fades in] Bawitdaba-da-bang-da-dang-diggy-diggy-diggy-said-the boogie-said-up-jump-the-boogie.
Bawitaba-da-bang-da-dang-diggy-diggy-diggy-said-the boogie-said-up-jump-the-boogie.(5X)
My name is Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiidddddddddd.
Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiidddddddddddddddddddd Roooooooock!!
Bawitdaba-da-bang-da-dang-diggy-diggy-diggy-said-the boogie-said-up-jump-the-boogie. (4x)
And this is for the questions that don't have any answers
The midnight glancers and the topless dancers
The gander freaks, cars packed with speakers
The G's with the forties and the chicks with beepers
The Northern Lights and the Southern Comfort
And it don't even matter if the veins are punctured
All the crackheads, the critics, the cynics
And my heros in the Methodone Clinic
All you bastards in the IRS
For the crooked cops and the cluttered desks
For the shots of jack and the caps of meth
Half pints of love and the fifths of stress
For the hookers all trickin out in Hollywood
And for my hoods of the world misunderstood
I said it's all good and it's all in fun
So get in the pit and try to love someone

Bawitdaba da bang a dang diggy diggy diggy said the boogy said up jump the boogy (4x)

For the timebombs ticking and the heads they hang
All the gangs getting money and the heads that bang bang
Wild mustangs, the porno flicks
All my homies in the county in cell block six
The grits when there ain't enough eggs to cook
And for DB Cooper and money he took
You can look for answers but that ain't fun
Now get in the pit and try to love someone

Bawitdaba da bang a dang diggy diggy diggy said the boogy said up jump the boogy (4x)

For the love, and for the hate
And for the peace
Waaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrr!!

Bawitdaba da bang a dang diggy diggy diggy said the boogy said up jump the boogy (4x)[Fades out]

I'm the king of rock, there is none higher
Sucker MC's should call me sire
To burn my kingdom, you must use fire
I won't stop rockin' till I retire
Now we rock the party and come correct
All cuts are on time and rhymes connect
Got the right to vote and will elect
And other rappers can't stand us, but give us respect
They called us ill, we're gettin iller,
There's no one chiller
It's not Michael Jackson and this is not "Thriller"
I'm one def rapper, I know I can hang
I'm Run from Run-DMC, like Kool from Kool and the Gang
Roll to the rock, rock to the roll
DMC stands for devestating mic control
You can't touch me with a ten foot pole
And I even made the devil sell me his soul
Now we crash through walls, cut through floors
Bust through ceilings and knock down doors
And when we're on the tape, we're fresh out the box
You can hear our sound for blocks and blocks
For every living person we're a verbal treat
It's me and DMC, Jay where's the beat?
Now we're the baddest of the bad, the coolest of the cool
I'm DMC, I rock and roll, I'm DJ Run, I rock and rule
It's not a Trick or Treat and it's not a April Fool
It's all brand new, never ever old school
You've got the music in your body and you can't comprehend
When your mind won't wiggle and your knees won't bend
Music ain't nothin but a people's jam
It's DJ Run, DMC rockin without a band
Now I walked on ice and never fell
I spend my time in a plush hotel
I stood on many stages, held many mics
Take airplane flights, at huge heights
So all you sucker MC's, you gotta say please
Cause when he jumps high, I'm pulling down weeds
Got a song so strong, it's knocking down trees
Is it hard to believe it's Run-DMC
I am from, around the way
And Run goes to school, every day
And Jay plays the records he has to play
And we get down with no delay, HEY!
I rock the party with the words I speak
And Run says the rhymes that are unique
And Jay cuts the records every day of the week
And we are the crew that can never be beat
So don't try to diss me, try to be my friend
Cause if you do, you'll get yours in the end
The rhymes we say, shall set a trend
Because a devestating rap is what we send
Every jam we play, we break two needles
There's three of us but we're not the Beatles
My name is Darryl, you can call him D
You can call me Darryl Mack, or you can call him DMC
People always ask, "DMC, what does it mean?"
D's for never dirty, MC for mostly clean
Like we said before, we rock hardcore
I'm DJ Run, I can scratch. I'm DMC, I can draw
And now we got the knack, to attract
Our rhyme's an aphrodisiac
We'll reign on your brain and rock your knot
When it comes to rock, give it all we got
To be MC's, we got what it takes
Let the poppers pop and the breakers break
We're cool cool cats, it's like that
That's the way it is, so stay the hell back
We're causin' hard times, for sucker MC's
Cause they don't make no songs like these
PERIOD!

Instrumental

Kids coming up from the alleys not like the valleys
Southtown San Diego rats out here in Cali
So Cal with the crew to show'em how
You like me now, with the sound straight underground
Putt'n it down, lift up this jewel that I have found
And pass it around, flowing against the crowd
Hip-hop hardknox rhym'n soon as the tune drops
Negative small talks, homie star kick'n rocks
and thake it all down the blocks where it belongs
A demo of songs but they wouldn't put me on
Thought I was gone, too late, but who's to say
My pockets are empty and I got dues to pay
(B section)
To the tic tock you don't stop
To the tic tock you don't quit, hit it

Chorus:
Freestyle, freak with the flava it's the sure shot
Floss up the Ave, when the spot gets hot
Still pay'n dues and knock'em out the box

That's how it is homie like it or not
It's bad enough late bills keep stacking up
No one ever told me that it would cost this much
So buckle up and come along for the ride
Catching the vibes and staying true to my tribe
I got mad love for the ones that still around
Knew you'd be down from the get-go here and now
You make me proud from the diapers to the grave
No masqurade, stayed the same like in the day
On day when we all get saved
We're gonna change the world no matter what they say
And stay real playing what we feel
I'll keep praying for you while you shoot to thrill

(B Section)

(Chorus)

It's been a long time
It's been a long time com'n
Hated by many and loved by less
Hold the thresh, resurrected here in the West
Clinch the fist; dismiss the stereotype myths
Loose lips sing ships, then plead the fifth
You hated this, no reason you hated this
If you only know you'd be the first one to enlist
We come in love cause its just how we does
Fit the frame staying the same as it ever was

(B Section)

(Chorus)

[Everlast]
Pack it up, pack it in, let me begin
I came to win, battle me that's a sin
I won't ever slack up, punk you better back up
Try and play the role and yo the whole crew'll act up
Get up, stand up (c'mon!) c'mon throw your hands up
If you've got the feeling, jump across the ceiling
Muggs lifts a funk flow, someone's talking junk
Yo I bust him in the eye, and then I'll take the punk's hoe
Feelin, funkin, amps in the trunk and I got more rhymes
than there's cops at a Dunkin' Donuts shop
Sho' nuff, I got props
From the kids on the Hill plus my mom and my pops
I came to get down, I came to get down
So get out your seat and jump around!

Jump around! (3X)
Jump up, jump up and get down!
Jump! (17X)

I'll serve your ass like John McEnroe
If your girl steps up, I'm smacking the hoe
Word to your moms, I came to drop bombs
I got more rhymes than the Bible's got Psalms
And just like the Prodigal Son I've returned
Anyone stepping to me you'll get burned
Cause I got lyrics, but you ain't got none
If you come to battle bring a shotgun!
But if you do you're a fool, cause I duel, to the death
Trying to step to me, you'll take your last breath
I got the skills, come get your fill
Cause when I shoot the gift, I shoot to Kill
I came to get down, I came to get down
So get out your seat and jump around!

Jump around! (3X)
Jump up, jump up and get down!
Jump! (17X)

I'm the cream of the crop, I rise to the top
I never eat a pig, cause a pig is a cop
Or better yet a Terminator, like Arnold Schwarzanegger
Try to play me out like, as if my name was Sega
But I ain't going out like no punk bitch
Get used to one style and yo and I might switch
it up up and around, then buck buck you down
Put out your head and then you wake up in the Dawn of the Dead
I'm coming to get ya, I'm coming to get ya
Spitting out lyrics, homie I'll wet ya
I came to get down, I came to get down
So get out your seat and jump around!

Jump around! (3X)
Jump up, jump up and get down!
Jump! (33X)

Yo, this is dedicated.. to Joe.. DeBerg.. Dakota!
Grab your bozack, punk!

Buddy you're a boy make a big noise
Playin' in the street gonna be a big man some day
You got mud on yo' face
You big disgrace
Kickin' your can all over the place
Singin'

We will we will rock you
We will we will rock you

Buddy you're a young man hard man
Shoutin' in the street gonna take on the world some day
You got blood on yo' face
You big disgrace
Wavin' your banner all over the place
Singin'

We will we will rock you
We will we will rock you

Buddy you're an old man poor man
Pleadin' with your eyes gonna make you some peace some day
You got mud on your face
You big disgrace
Somebody better put you back in your place

We will we will rock you
We will we will rock you

Cut my life into pieces
I've reached my last resort, suffocation, no breathing
Don't give a fuck if I cut my arms bleeding
Do you even care if I die bleeding
Would it be wrong, would it be right
If I took my life tonight, chance are that I might
Mutilation out of sight and I'm contemplating suicide
Cause I'm losing my sight, losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine
Nothing's alright, nothing is fine
I'm running and I'm crying
I never realized I was spread too thin
Till it was too late and I was empty within
Hungry, feeding on chaos and living in sin
Downward spiral, where do I begin
It all started when I lost my mother
No love for myself and no love for another
Searching to find a love upon a higher level
Finding nothing but questions and devils
Cause I'm losing my sight, losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine
Nothing's alright, nothing is fine
I'm running and I'm crying
I can't go on living this way

Instrumental

Oh baby, baby, how was I supposed to know

That something wasn't right here
Oh baby, baby, I shouldn't have let you go
And now you're out of sight
Show me what you want it to be
Tell me baby cos I need to know now because
My loneliness is killing me (and I)
I must confess I still believe (still believe)
If I'm not with you I lose my mind
Give me a sign
Hit me baby one more time
Oh baby, baby, the reason I breathe is you
Girl you got me blind
Oh pretty baby, there's nothing that I wouldn't do
It's not the way I planned
Show me how you want it to be
Tell me baby cos I need to know now because
My loneliness is killing me (and I) I must confess I still believe (still believe)
If I'm not with you I lose my mind
Give me a sign
Hit me baby one more time
Oh baby, baby, how was I supposed to know?
Oh pretty baby, I shouldn't have let you go
I must confess that my loneliness is killing me now
Don't you know I still believe that you will be here
Just give me a sign
Hit me baby one more time
My loneliness is killing me (and I)
I must confess I still believe (still believe)
If I'm not with you I lose my mind Give me a sign
Hit me baby one more time

Friday night and I need a fight
My motorcycle and a switchblade knife
Handful of grease in my hair feels right
But what I need to make me tight are

Girls, Girls, Girls
Long legs and burgundy lips
Girls,
Dancin' down on Sunset Strip
Girls
Red lips, fingertips

Trick or treat-sweet to eat
On Halloween and New Year's Eve
Yankee girls ya just can't beat
But they're the best when they're off their feet

Girls, Girls, Girls
At the Dollhouse in Ft. Lauderdale
Girls, Girls. Girls
Rocking in Atlanta at Tattletails
Girls, Girls, Girls
Raising Hell at the 7th Veil
Have you read the news
In the Soho Tribune
Ya know she did me
Well then she broke my heart

I'm such a good good boy
I just need e new toy
I tell ya what, girl
Dance for me, I'll keep you overemployed
Just tell me a story
You know the one I mean

Crazy Horse, Paris, France
Forget the names, remember romance
I got the photos, a menage a trois
Musta broke those Frenchies laws with those

Girls, Girls. Girls
Body Shop. Marble Arch
Girls, Girls, Girls
Tropicana's where I lost my heart

Girls, Girls, Girls