Peter Piper

Album: Raising Hell (1986)
Charted: 62
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  • Now Peter Piper picked peppers, but Run rapped rhymes
    Humpty Dumpty fell down, that's his hard time
    Jack B. Nimble, what, nimble, and he was quick
    But Jam Master much faster, Jack saw Jay's dick
    Now little Bo Peep cold lost her sheep
    And Rip van Winkle fell the hell asleep
    And Alice chillin' somewhere in Wonderland
    Jack serving Jill busta in his hand
    And Jam Master Jay's is making out our sound
    The turntables might wobble but they don't fall down

    I got the juice and Mother Goose both did that thing
    But Jam Master's gettin' loose and DMC's the king
    Cause he's adult entertainer, child educator
    Jam Master Jay, king of the crossfader
    He's the better of the best, best believe he's the baddest
    Perfect timin' when I'm climbin', I'm a rhymin' apparatus
    Lotta guts when he cuts, girls move their butts
    His name is Jay, hear the play, he must be nuts
    And on the mix, real quick, and I'd like to say
    He's not Flash, but he's fast and his name is Jay

    It goes a one, two, three and

    Jay's like King Midas, as I was told
    Everything that he touched, turned to gold
    He's the greatest of the great, get it straight he's great
    Playing fame cause his name is known in every state
    His name is Jay to see him play will make you say
    "Goddamn, that DJ made my day"
    Like the butcher, the baker, the candlestick maker
    He's a maker, a breaker, and a title taker
    Like the little old lady who lived in a shoe
    If cuts were his, he would be you
    I'm not lying, y'all, he's the best I know
    And if I lie, my nose will grow
    Like the little wooden boy named Pinocchio
    And you all know how the story goes

    Tricks are for kids he plays much gigs
    He's the big bad wolf and you're the three pigs
    He's the big bad wolf in your neighborhood
    Not bad meaning bad, but bad meaning good

    There it is

    We're Run-DMC, got a beef to settle
    D's not Hansel, he's not Gretel
    Jay's a winner, not a beginner
    His pocket gets fat, other get thinner
    Jump on Jay like cows jumps moons
    People chase Jay like dish and spoon
    Hands like all, fairytales end
    You'll see Jay again my friend
    Huh Writer/s: Darryl Mcdaniels, Joseph Simmons
    Publisher: Universal Music Publishing Group
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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  • Melissa from Green Bay, WiMissy Elliot sampled a part of this near the end of her song "Work It" ("Hey ladies...")
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