. Performed by: RUN DMC
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* hey beavis. huh huh… remember that time we partied with run-dmc?
huh huh…
% yeah, yeah. i took a dump on their bus. heh heh…
* no, dumb-ass, that was anthrax. huh huh… i’m talking about run-dmc.
huh huh…
% oh yeah, yeah, heh, yeah. that was fly, heh heh, we were illin’. heh heh..
* huh huh… yeah… huh huh… (dream music)
— yo, who dat?
* uh… we’re like, from hollis and stuff, huh huh… can we like, ya know,
come in? huh huh…
% yeah, yeah, heh, yeah. i’m from hollis, too. heh heh… yeah. it’s
christmas time in hollis queens! heh heh… yeah, heh heh…
— yo, yall don’t look like you’re from around the way.
* yeah, man. we’re like, from hollis. huh huh…
— what street?
* uh… uh… hollis street. huh huh…
— yo, that’s hollis avenue. what street?
* uh… like, uh… huh huh…
— yo, man, get outta here, ya’ll ain’t from around the way, stop frontin’.
— yo, man, say dat, man, we ain’t tryin’ to hear that.
* uh… huh huh… uh… i’m like, a full fledged member of the hollis crew.
huh huh…
% yeah, yeah! heh heh… i’m a full fledged member! heh heh…
— alright, come on in, yall..
— alright, come on, come on, that’s cool
% heh heh… yeah, heh heh… hey run, heh, check this out. my name is dmc,
the all time great, i bust the most rhymes, in new york state. heh heh…
— yo, chill, chill, money.
* yeah, chill, beavis. huh huh… dumb-ass. huh huh…
% heh heh… yeah. heh heh…
* so like, huh huh, are you guys gonna like, kick it old school?
% yeah, yeah, heh heh, yeah. kick it, kick it heh. kick it! heh heh…
— yo, we gettin’ ready to break fool, money.
* uh… can we have some money? huh huh…
% yeah, yeah, heh, yeah. it’s hard to rock a rhyme, it’s hard to rock a
rhyme. heh heh…
— no, no, no…
— naw, naw…
— it’s tricky, it’s tricky to rock a rhyme.
* yeah, dumbass. huh huh…
% shut up, butt-head. heh. you can’t rock a rhyme. heh heh…
* no, but I can kick your ass. uh!
% ah!
* uh!
% ah! butt-hole! cut it out!
— yo, chill out for a minute and let’s just do this. cool out, cool out.
— wait up, man. calm down with all that riff-raff, man.
— don’t be comin’ around here with all that ol’ wild, man, just chill, man.
% yeah, heh heh…
— you in your corner, you in your corner, man, just chill. get up off that
‘ol wild, man.
* beavis started it. huh huh…
% oh yeah. heh heh…
* yo, beavis! you’re roughing up my walk-a-wear. huh huh…
% heh heh… no way, butt-head! you’re wrinkling my fresh gear. heh heh…
this is cool. heh heh…
* huh huh… are you guys gonna like, slam? or like, huh… get out your seat
and jump around… uh jump around. huh huh…
% yeah, yeah, heh, yeah like, like slam. slam! da da da, da da da, da da …
— yo beavis, slow your roll, man.
% heh heh.. yeah. heh heh…
— this ain’t jump, this ain’t slam. the name of this record is bounce.
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Bounce
Bounce
Bounce
Bounce
I open doors take the boys doin’ tours and i come again
Runnin’ be runnin’ up and these fuckers and then be runnin’ them
Seen this the dj wanna be comin’ in and gettin’
Fiendish my tracks gettin’ wreck in effect i just a
Lean dish a super salad not valid i’m from a
Mean dish …
I got my mike in my hand and my plan to come
The bitchin’ dj rapper name is dj run
All others dis their records cause you dis their son
I went behind the antifreeze i froze your nun
Pump pump i scream on you you talk and talk
Pump pump when you run the track and then you walk it off
So check for me takin’ i’m rappin and let me step in my
Pose even those that doze are always kept in
Separate rows broken nose from blows but when you rip
When i pounce on my foes suppose i swing you up and just
Bounce
Bounce
Bounce
Bounce
My name is dmc, the one you know
The all-time great i’m gonna steal the show
I put the mike cause i’m the hand
I got a funky rhythm all across the land
I blow your mind you hit the floor
I hit you with the rhythm and they give me dough
I’m one of a kind i rock your mind
I teach you with the digits when i rock my rhyme
I bust the bass cause i’m the brain
I came with the name and i claim the fame
I’m hard to the core wicked and raw
The rhymes break raw when i’m breakin’ your door
I kick it old style cause i stick it still now
Take it take a chill now cause i got to kill it foul
Foul mouth shoutin’ knocking out all doubt
I take these suckers out cause i make these suckers bounce
Bounce
Bounce
Bounce
Bounce
Bounce
Bounce
Bounce
Bounce
I got no time for the crime i’m the kind for rhyme
And inside of my mind slippin’ off the line
And if you find the dime that i left behind
I come fast for my cash i must rewind
Easy does it run it to i speak a fluent vocabulary
Vocally makin’ them come to it them i have you very
Often lost and run around the boston
Confuse you lose you’re all lost up in a song then i
Stir your stir you’re all shakin’ cause i’m diesel
Drop hip hop and then pop goes the weasel
Comin’ and runnin’ seekin’ deli for my kingdom
Takin’ my lyrics first they hear it then they sing them
I take the sucka and do ’em the head though first
I chew ’em then i school ’em and sue ’em and step into ’em
It’s a deli operation i ruin all those i’m doin’
I pursue ’em make them boo and come too you and your crew i just get ’em
Bounce
Bounce
Bounce
Bounce