You Be Illin' Lyrics - Raising Hell - Run D.m.c.

One day when I was chillin' in Kentucky Fried Chicken 

Just mindin' my business, eatin' food and finger lickin' 

This dude walked in lookin' strange and kind of funny 

Went up to the front with a menu and his money 

He didn't walk straight, kind of side to side 

He asked this old lady, "Yo, yo, um, is this Kentucky Fried?" 

The lady said "Yeah" smiled, and he smiled back 

He gave a quarter and his order, Small Fries, Big Mac! 

You be illin', illin' 

You be illin', illin' 

You be illin', illin' 

You be illin' 

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Today you won a ticket to see Doctor J 

Front row seat, in free, no pay 

Radio in hand, snacks by feet 

Game's about to start 

You kickin' popcorn to the beat 

You finally wake up, Doc's gone to town 

'Round his back, through the hoop 

Then you scream "Touchdown" 

You be illin', illin' 

You be illin', illin' 

You be illin', illin' 

You be illin' 

The other day around the way I seen you illin' at a party 

Drunk as skunk you illin' punk and in your left hand was Bacardi 

You went up to this fly girl and said "Yo, yo, can I get this dance?" 

She smelt your breath and then she left you standin' in your illin' stance 

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You be illin', illin' 

You be illin', illin' 

You be illin', illin' 

You be illin', illin' 

For dinner, you ate it, there is none left 

It was salty, with butter and it was def 

You proceeded to eat it 'cause you was in the mood 

But Holmes you did not read, it was a can of dog food 

You be illin', illin' 

You be illin', illin' 

You be illin', illin' 

You be illin' 

You be illin', illin' 

You be illin', illin' 

You be illin', illin' 

You be illin', illin' 

You be illin', ill-illin' 

You be illin', illin' 

You be illin', illin', illin', ill-illin' 

You be illin', illin', ill-ill-ill-illin' 

Illin' 

Illin' 

Ill-Illin'