5 Boroughs Lyrics - Run D.m.c.

Yo yo brand new KRS y'all, Maximum Strength 

5 Boroughs of death we rep to death 

Yo Kris, set it for The Bronx.. 

[KRS-One] 

We hit em and get em, we stick em and jig em 

we pick em and kick em 

Flippin them whip and I'm wing-clippin them lip 

cause I'm cold sick of them 

Much quicker than them lyrically trickin and my Tribe 

be on a Quest like Tip and them 

On every avenue puttin the full clip in em 

Splittin and strippin em down while spittin a round 

into them soundclash see winnin them, just begginin them 

Get rid of ev-ery bit of them with them negative idioms 

I don't even consider them 

In the new millenium we killin them 

Breeze Deep, Kenny and Will and them, KRS-One we thrillin em 

Many battles we been in them now we rebuildin them 

We blaze, fulfillin them, Keith ?, Jesse, Jamil and them 

We originate styles, other be stealin them 

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[Vigilante] 

You got a good rise in your rolodex, who flow is next? 

Comin out to {fuck} with the best, put it in your chest 

Inhale it and hold that, blow it out when I say let go; let's see 

if you can hold your breath, by the time I flip to the next flow 

This sho' is real, this is the deal, guns I'm runnin 

Gotta make it out of town to flip my {shit} and keep it comin 

Then bring it back, with another stack, of raps to blow your back out 

How many of y'all wanna go for yours I keep my dogs in the crackhouse 

[Buckshot] 

Let's take a walk through Crown Heights 

Steppin through the city at night, with the ? and two mic 

Form a little lynch mob, and stomp through the five boroughs 

Head back to Brooklyn in the Expo 

Back on the block, I see the cops everybody clockin 

Buckshot, when you see the rocks, me I got you shocked 

Why not? You see the recipe 

Buckshot, I represent Brooklyn and my {nigga} Biggie 

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[Keith Murray] 

I'm from C-I, L-I, F-L-Y 

Where the {niggaz} and the {bitches} stay paid fly and high 

Where a slut'll get mad if you call her a {bitch} 

And a rat'll get mad if you call her a snitch 

Where the rich emerge, with the {niggaz} from the ditch 

And it's a myth, they get {niggaz} from the suburbs, that's herbs 

Yo this is for my {niggaz} on the block all day 

Who don't give a {fuck} waitin for crime to pay 

Put your money on it, yo we never fronted 

Long Island got some of the best {niggaz} that ever done it 

From Riverhead to C.I. to Brentwood to Wyndanch 

{Niggaz} comin through will not stand a chance 

From Roosevelt to Freeport to Hempstead to Uniondale 

Comin deep from the depths of hell 

I'm dead serious, even though you see me smilin 

Rough enough to break New York from Long Island 

[Cam'Ron] 

We destroy {niggaz}, need advice, cause I heard em sayin Jesus Christ 

You should see the sight, cookin ox-tail, peas and rice 

Makin about a G a night, they can't read or write 

But I got every creed and type, you need a dyke, babygirl I see the light 

But sometime y'all get crimey crimey, grimy grimy 

But those with a tiny hiney they get whiny whiny 

So guard your girl, Harlem World, cock the gun, pop it son 

Fila fam, illa players, Killa Cam is still the man 

[?] 

Uptown massive, Uptown the borough 

Uptown let the ? kali, no sorrow 

Uptown trestle, Uptown of course 

I grab you ? they got me turn up to North 

And if dem turn up North ? hurt no tell de boss 

And if dem tell me off dey are a bunch of ghosts 

And if dem gal are up, well den dem know da gal are boss 

De rap dancehall try on de Mossinos 

And if dem tie me off, dem can call me Cedro 

I put a rap to singalong in all de ? crew 

And if da gal a bitch ? ? the rainbow 

? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? 

[Killah Priest] 

Yo, hit you with the force of an iron horse 

Tear your face off the planet, leavin one-third damaged 

Witcha back cracked the earth canvas, leavin mountains slanted 

Rock the earth of the axle, crabs who 

Polar bears beneath the sea gravel 

Thoughts be runnin wild like the Lil' Rascals 

Puttin dinosaurs inside of figure fours, rip you with nine inch claws 

Chasin {motherfuckers} through malls, and clash in halls 

Beatin {motherfuckers} through walls, stompin through floors 

and jumpin down elevator shafts 

Searchin for they {ass}, stayin low in the grass 

Wearin a gas mask, wrappin their hands up in plastic bags 

On stage like a savage goin mad 

WHAT? Yeah yeah, sooooooooooooo! 

[Prodigy] 

Yeah, by all means you know you gotta put Queens on it 

Put cream on it, Q.B. we rep often 

Take over your party, slamdance witcha hood 

Took your ladies back to the projects with us 

Then sent her {ass} back on the Q-train home 

Satisfied, she learned the words to my thug song 

See we one big borough of Dons with firearms 

And we never use those, til the man act 

other than he's 'sposed to, {nigga} what I'm 'sposed to do? 

Shots whistle, damn near missed dat 

Shoes get pissed at 

[Redman] 

From the, tip of my Timbs, to my eyebrows 

The hostile, english, Olde E widemouth 

Get PCP fiends, jumpin off cliffs 

And if you had the balls, you'd be walkin off stiff 

My paragraph alone is worth five mics (uh-huh) 

A twelve song LP, that's thirty-six mics (uh-huh) 

And while you win Un Hype (uh-huh) I spit on your snipe 

and tell you {fuck you} and that {bitch} on your bike 

Brick City!! 

[Reverand Run] 

Aiyyo.. now bust it 

Never try me crimey I'm grimy so don't deny me 

I be Little like your Rascals and stymie to fly that hiney 

Buy me keys, to my Benz and my Coupe 

Like Jay and Run and D.M.C.'s, that's the name of my group 

(now speed it up) 

Beat to the rhythm of the rhyme 

I'm givin up a dime, there go another line you figured 

Never drivin by nine, never givin up a dime if you was 

Never been that {nigga} 

If you really wanna test me, brother don't stress me 

Or you just be bowlin 

It's Reverand like a Jesse, brother that's just me 

and that's just my colon 

The five boroughs of death, we rep to death 

Step aside little {niggaz}, show time yep 

It's goin down the moment we inside the spot 

Let's rock'n'roll, you know the M.O., it gets real 

when the five boroughs of death, we rep to death 

Step aside little {niggaz}, show time yep 

It's goin down the moment we inside the spot 

Let's rock'n'roll, you know the M.O., it gets hot