Ooh, Watcha Gonna Do - Run DMC

Never let a punk get away with murder

Gun shots, gun shots, all you heard-a

What’s up?

What’s up?

What’s the word up?

Press your luck or buck another sucker just ducked

Ooh, whatcha gonna do?

Ooh, whatcha gonna do?

Ooh, whatcha gonna do?

Ooh, whatcha gonna do?

A vain from my brain means I’m causin' 'em pain

Comin' rough with the stuff that’s just a part of the game

The rhymes have been hard since the start of the jam

So I’ma pull my jammy out and I’ma murder the man

Bust a rap like a cap, put a hole in your soul

Take the trigger then you figured that I’m losin' control

I go loco with the vocals, yo goes the chokehold

And I broke those pros with the dope flows

I slow rolls, no I don’t smoke those

Leave the blunts for the punks in front rows

I said mine, headline or deadline

You see redline, here comes your bedtime

I lay it down, lay it low

Now I’m off and runnin' on some new rhyme flow

I flex break necks bust tecs mic checks son

Fill you full of lead and now get ready for the next one

Never let a punk get away with murder

Gun shots, gun shots, all you heard-a

What’s up?

What’s up?

What’s the word up?

Press your luck or buck another sucker just ducked

Ooh, whatcha gonna do?

Ooh, whatcha gonna do?

Ooh, whatcha gonna do?

Ooh, whatcha gonna do?

Now mic check and respect, come correct and I can protect

You never knew, DJ who?

DJ Run’ll wreck

Hard, God, may be dope you never knew me nope

Where you been your hand is sendin' down, can you really cope?

Forever makin' and breakin' it and cold wreckin' it

As for my title it’s vital, you’re never takin' it

I throw a stand across the stage and you’ll get bucked down

Like Kris-One said, I fly a head you better duck down

I sold good and then plenty like?

Charlie said

Like Mike I glove it you love it and now it’s for my bread

It’s goin' down on the mound watch a nigga pitch

Bang your thang and hang your damn necks, now you gettin' it

I see them go, and come, cause what they pumpin' weak

And now I’m flippin' the script and they can hardly speak

I bust a nut then run amuck all on a sucker cool

Now whatcha gonna do?

Whatcha gonna do?!

Never let a punk get away with murder

Gun shots, gun shots, all you heard-a

What’s up?

What’s up?

What’s the word up?

Press your luck or buck another sucker just ducked

Ooh, whatcha gonna do?

Ooh, whatcha gonna do?

Ooh, whatcha gonna do?

Ooh, whatcha gonna do?

Never let a punk get away with murder

Gun shots, gun shots, all you heard-a

What’s up?

What’s up?

What’s the word up?

Press your luck or buck another sucker just ducked

Ooh, whatcha gonna do?

Ooh, whatcha gonna do?

Ooh, whatcha gonna do?

Ooh, whatcha gonna do?

Never let a punk get away with murder

Gun shots, gun shots, all you heard-a

What’s up?

What’s up?

What’s the word up?

Press your luck or buck another sucker just ducked