Get Open Lyrics - Down With The King - Run D.m.c.

We get open, we get open, we get open, we get open 

We get open, we get open, we get open, we get open 

I seen you hopin' an' scopin', I'm copin' as I get you wide open 

Dyin' an' lyin' while you're cryin' an' mopin' 

Flippin' an' rippin', money grippin' be gropin' 

The baddest apparatus got the fad as I'm open 

I never slip or fell, I raised kid up well 

I bash you in your bell, you got static in Hell 

An' when you seen the fire, you got jealous, you jeal' 

So sucker, just retire, you admire my skill 

I'm never the type of guy to close the door in your face 

I got you wide open, Run is runnin' a race 

Takin' what's mine an' what's left is a waste 

Leavin' them behind an' all suckers on the chase 

Got a dope track, comin' real dope an' 

I get legit, we get, I get 

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We get open, we get open, we get open, we get open 

We get open, we get open, we get open, we get open 

We get open, we get open, we get open, we get open 

We get open, we get open, we get 

Word up, I freak the beat up, boom, now bass up, pick the pace up 

Jam Master blastin' through the plaster cause I has ta 

Hard rocks like to rock it, you can't stop it 

Poll in ten years, I'ma walk away a prophet 

You don't stop, I stop styles in the attic 

Kick the fat flavor that you can't be mad at 

what's the matter, more mix in Granny's batter 

Run-D.M.C.'s fatter, so kill the chit-chatter 

Zigga, zigga, Jay, jigga, jigga, pump, pump 

Gettin' bigger Babe Pah, figure nigga freak the funk 

3 in the head, ten yards to go 

Blow up the spot for those that forgot 

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Stay stable as a navel, try an' rhyme rough an' able 

With the Baldhead Kidz word up, blow up the label 

Boom, boom, boom, broke-in, got ya jok-in 

Me, Run an' D we're gettin' open 

We get open, we get open, we get open, we get open 

We get open, we get open, we get open, we get open 

We get open, we get open, we get open, we get open 

We get open, we get open, we get open, we get open 

We get 

Open the door, let me in so my rhyme, can now begin 

Forget the hit an' all the shit that you used to get with 

Because it's not legit, I rewrote the script, I flip the ship 

I bust a lip, it's time to rip the mic I grip 

Darryl McDan, use abuse I bruise the crews, I refuse to lose 

My composure, I will bulldoze ya 

A froze enclosure, where no one knows ya 

Who dat, who flew that head? Well, it's said 

D put the head to bed an' you're dead 

Moms is cryin', MCs is dyin' 

I'm knockin' down jaws with paws like a lion 

I wrote the dope quotes, now the punks is scopin' 

I knuckle up an' punch an' bust his fronts open 

We get open, we get open, we get open, we get open 

We get open, we get open, we get open, we get open 

We get 

Word up, I'd like to thank G O D, Man above 

Run-D.M.C. in the house representin' no question 

Onyx in the house, word up, Cha Skills on the wheels, word up 

Word up, JMJ in the house 

Randy D, get with me, we, we get, we, we get, we 

We get open, we get open, we get open, we get open 

We get open, we get open, we get open, we get open 

We get open, we get open, we get open, we get open