Run-DMC (Live) [feat. Joe Crow Ryan]

(Wieners! Wieners!) (Wieners! Wieners!) Kleenex? Is she saying Kleenex? You know what my You know what my gangsta name is? (What?) Left Ear! Alright! (Audience mic!) One two-and-three-and Two two-and-three-and All you sucker MCs Be bitin' me Like I was a cheeseburger You step to the mic Clear your throat But you should go no further You pose like You're a hero But you're a villain You think your Rhymes are ill But you're just illin' You don't know kn-know kn-know know You don't know kn-know know You don't know kn-know kn-know know You don't know kn-know know That Run-DMC are from Queens You say I'm ridiculous Well, you probably should Ask any of the ladies They'll say I'm ridiculously good I astonish and amaze (Oh f*ck yeah!) With my stylistic touches While you're chasing after cleverness Like a fat girl on crutches You don't know kn-know kn-know know You don't know kn-know know You don't know kn-know kn-know know You don't know kn-know know It's not pronounced "Eric B. and Rah-keem" (Ray-kim? Ray-kim?) Like Bobby "Blue" Bland and Mr. T (I pity the fool!) I pity the fool who's a sucker MC You'll never make the A-Team You're always third string It's your fault 'Cause you're ignorant You don't know a thing You don't know kn-know kn-know know You don't know kn-know know You don't know kn-know kn-know know You don't know kn-know know That Run-DMC Are from Hollis, Queens Joe Crow Ryan, everybody! We got three numbers left And then you can go back to your lives I don't know how you'll be able to