I Run Rap Lyrics - First Come First Served - Dr. Dooom

Yeah, number one MC in the world, a.k.a. Dr. Dooom 

Straight out of solitary, I got the block locked down 

Transfer me to conquer in the Pelican Bay 

You don't wanna step in my cell, I eat your ass for real 

Even veterans go out with tight pants and lipstick 

Most rappers flex up, they vexed up, they actin' hard 

Attendin' Catholic school at mom's house, they soft as lard 

They roll in packs, carryin' yo-yo's and balls and jacks 

That kid you peeped it, his boys wearin' Victoria's Secret 

Mean mugs get crushed up, your bra's showin', pickin' dust up 

You light your trees up, I'm just the man to skin yo' knees up 

Walk behind you, tuck your stomach in, I redesign you 

Urgent emergency, your girl is cryin', they can't find you 

I move with bowling ball bags, you try to ask for Zig-Zags 

You got your panties on with wigs on, y'all playin' tag 

Walkin' in tough kid, your girdle's showin', watch your doo-rag 

G-strings get touched, watch your skid marks like Starsky and Hutch 

Y'all scope erections, while rappers run to different sections 

I ride in limos pull your thongs in, from here to Wisconsin 

Droppin' this A-bomb make, tough MC's, put on Avon 

Eject your wigs in Hunts Point, your pumps in truckers rigs 

I'm the man of the hour 

Watchin' girls takin' a shower 

I run rap, tell MC's to watch their back 

I'm the man of the hour 

Watchin' girls takin' a shower 

I run rap, tell MC's to watch their back 

I'm the man of the hour 

Watchin' girls takin' a shower 

I run rap, tell MC's to watch their back 

I'm the man of the hour 

Watchin' girls takin' a shower 

I run rap, tell MC's to watch their back 

Rappers with panty-liners, rent cars, with no recliners 

I get ill, serve the best MC's with Massengil 

While crowds chill, take your haltertops, down to Big Bill 

Right on your mic stand, your flower shorts, you've been hurt 

Male with a dildo, your ass is low, call policemen 

Three million rappers on labels, sportin' skirts release men 

I teach men, pull my pants down, piss on each men 

Frustrate the rectums on the night flight, I cruise on East 

And look at your contracts, while Vaseline, smears your buttcrack 

I counteract tracks, while you ate rhymes smokin' crack 

Skinny kid two pounds, with phony legs, bustin' two rounds 

That man is slinky, jacks off and rappers host his Twinkie 

Underarm smell, keep the mics warm, y'all shirts is stinky 

Panties look great on you with wedding rings around your pinkie 

Now stop BS then cut your weight down, you'd be like Vester 

Facin' your whole crew, with cardinals on like Uncle Fester 

Lo-lo-lo-Lopez, your moms call me Frankie Sanchez 

On deck with penis out, pine tar like Tony Perez 

Big battin' average, send your girlfriend out, tossin' salad 

I run rap, tell MC's to watch their back 

I'm the man of the hour 

Watchin' girls takin' a shower 

I run rap, tell MC's to watch their back 

Rappers get maxi-pads and O.B., their time of the month 

No time for phone calls from tough guys, y'all puff them blunts 

Some serious stretch marks, cock-diesel MC's end up pregnant 

Nine months in time stuck, you rhyme, grabbin' inmates jock 

Sportin' your white dress, with Timberlands, you try to impress 

Petrol with bulletproof vest, your man is havin' incest 

Knock up your celldon, your big group, they roll with Alvin 

Drag queen on Front Street, program, all your SP-12 beats 

Y'all roll up dust, smokin PCP, I come with big heat 

Y'all run y'all knowledge down, send your Rolex down to Big Pete 

Lipstick is smeared on, your Pele shirt, get your fear on 

Hard rappers with stockings and tunafish, smell like Starkist 

I call him Miss, rappers tampons, I bought it for Christmas 

I call you Anna make you sniff balls, back to Atlanta 

Change all your grammar and have you call home, bleedin' to grandma 

I run rap, tell MC's to watch their back 

I'm the man of the hour 

Watchin' girls takin' a shower 

I run rap, tell MC's to watch their back 

That's right, when you see in the mess hall 

All new jacks, even if you're old, give me that respect 

YouknowhatI'msayin'? You might get neglected 

That's right, send me all the commisary 

Battlin' me ain't necessary