It’s Like That Y’all

Lyrics

[Intro: DJ Lethal & Run-DMC] And the beat goes on And the beat goes on And the beat goes on And the beat goes on Run-DMC and Jam Master Jay [Verse 1: Fred Durst] L-I-M-P in the place to be Never went to college or had an ID Now all the critics wanna know about me But if you read about me, you don't know about me And new reporters wanna dog me And stick their noses up my fuckin' ass before they rob me In every lobby, you'll see my face on a Spin inside Criticizin' my hobby again These motherfuckers don't know (They don't know) I open magazines, checkin' out my life like a fuckin' show And now I'm gettin' mad at where the good was You always put the bad at, I can't have that See I'm the one who gets laughed at But that shit'll pass, 'cause I always get the last laugh And I'll keep comin' with my revenge And leave you loose at the ends like a heroin syringe (D'oh) And keep rollin' in this new Benz With all my fake friends that break when the tape ends I'm stayin' platinum on this Rolex (Platinum) No need to go high-tech with all these seven-figure checks 'Cause I just won the lotto (Lotto) My beats from DJ Lethal My man John Otto, the Desperados I found life gets so funny With a single on the Billboard and a little bit of money [Pre-Chorus: Fred Durst] Now all the critics wanna hit it All the critics wanna hit it They shit can how we did it All these critics wanna hit it All these critics wanna hit it They shit can how we did it [Chorus: Fred Durst (DJ Lethal)] It's like that y'all (And the beat goes on) It's like that y'all It's like that and a that Like that y'all (And the beat goes on) It's like that y'all (And the beat goes on) It's like that y'all It's like that and a that Like that y'all (And the beat goes on) [Verse 2: Reverand Run] Yo, it's like a tick-a-tock, tee and a tick-a-tock too A full-fledged member of the Hollis crew Like a lime to a lemon, a lemon to a lime It's DJ Run, comin' with the raucous of rhyme The kings from Queens, from Queens come kings Raisin' Hell like a class when the lunch bell rings Beat, beat, y'all (y'all), and we don't quit (quit) It's DJ Run, I'm about to flip, bust it I'm gettin' cheddar, comin' better than the rest of y'all Gettin' paid ever since the Fresh Festival So deaf, your set that's a M-M-O N-S, oh yes, Rev one in the flow The King of Rock (who?), to be my hobby and job And when I come and bring the raucous, suckers duck us and dodge It's just a one-two-three (three), three to two, one (one) My man, DMC, my name's DJ Run The news is posted, the word is spread (spread) DJ Run's comin' hard and rollin' with Fred [Pre-Chorus: Fred Durst] Now all the critics wanna hit it All the critics wanna hit it They shit can how we did it All these critics wanna hit it All these critics wanna hit it They shit can how we did it [Chorus: Fred Durst & DJ Lethal] It's like that y'all (And the beat goes on) It's like that y'all It's like that and a that Like that y'all (And the beat goes on) Run-DMC and Jam Master Jay [Fred Durst] It's like that y'all (And the beat goes on) It's like that y'all It's like that and a that Like that y'all (And the beat goes on) Run-DMC and Jam Master Jay [Verse 3: John Otto] For every average ear, beware of this content Construct the scene, prolific The beat sophisticate To leave you less eminent, stuck With the complex in this context To bring divinity to all emcees, sophistry This philosophy extends from the bass drum Slay some, I lay some to rest To screw legislation, put you on the quest for imitation But now the sign reads "Foes" in my window pane The high elevates and simulate your fate Premature tape, ejaculate Feel the thump just out the high eight Phone rings heavy in your dome (Yeah) I wonder what's it like to be a clone with that smiley goat You so-called throat these notes Deep throat through pass and paragraphs Tracks, I know you can't understand This abstract's enormous, my sound is enormous [Pre-Chorus: Fred Durst] Now all the critics wanna hit it All the critics wanna hit it They shit can how we did it All these critics wanna hit it All these critics wanna hit it They shit can how we did it [Chorus: Fred Durst & DJ Lethal] It's like that y'all (And the beat goes on) It's like that y'all It's like that and a that Like that y'all (And the beat goes on) Run-DMC and Jam Master Jay [Fred Durst] It's like that y'all (And the beat goes on) It's like that y'all It's like that and a that Like that y'all (And the beat goes on) Run-DMC and Jam Master Jay It's like that y'all (And the beat goes on) It's like that y'all It's like that and a that Like that y'all (And the beat goes on) Run-DMC and Jam Master Jay [Fred Durst] It's like that y'all (And the beat goes on) It's like that y'all It's like that and a that Like that y'all (And the beat goes on) Run-DMC and Jam Master Jay