Thursday, August 27, 2009

Finally!

Well, not quite the discovery of America, but something that has been bothering me since 1998. Here are the best lyrics to Run DMC's "Praise My DJ's" you'll find on the net. And when I say "the best" I mean "the only good ones", because every other lyrics you'll find is the same, sloppily put together piece of text. This here has been put together with a lot of love and a lot of sweat on my part, so if you want to copy it and put it somewhere else on the Net you should attribute it to me. Improvements/corrections are welcome and will be duly recognized! Go google, bring me a bunch of Run's Fans!



Money, making money be your love for life
People bankin' dem Ben Franklins then I got to get mine
Speaking for you to your lawyer 'bout your contract design
Make your papers catchin' vapors from your friends all the time
Buy mercedes for my ladies like will she be alright
I been runnin buyin' diamonds [walkin? when] he go shine
[Keep in motion?] kickin' potions with afros every time
So I dedicate this joint here to my v-alentine

My funny valentine, sweet comic valentine
You make me smile with my heart
Your looks are laughable, unphotographable
But you're my favourite work of art

Praise my djs while he plays at rage
People hyper for the type of life I live on my day
Living lavish [backin' cavish?] Jimmy carries my bass
Runnin' what I know you wanna but she's out of your way
People nagging that's cost wife me like they wearin' a shell
And I might be more than likely so they like me like else
Put your product in my window gonna get up with mine
But my J-U-S-T-I-N-E is my v-alentine

My funny valentine, sweet comic valentine
You make me smile with my heart
Your looks are laughable, unphotographable
But you're my favourite work of art

Praise buyin' heavenly from Beverly Hills
Back to JFK no Chevrolet the rebel stay ill
Rock and roll is like Ann Jo be like my homie by mails
Keepin' dollars [upon dollars come from skankin' on scales]
Now my mummy wear Armani buy me [Gianni?] for mine
Every city be like did it tortellini and wine
That's my mummy she got Tommy Gucci every design
But to me she still go be my what a v-alentine

My funny valentine, sweet comic valentine
You make me smile with my heart
Your looks are laughable, unphotographable
But you're my favourite work of art

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