Karaoké You Be Illin' Run-DMC

Yo, Jay

Wait

Wait

Three

Hey

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 fry and Big Mac

You be illin'

Yo yo

Illin' what you tell that kid

You be illin' illin'

You be illin' illin'

You be illin'

To-to-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'

Run, what you tell that kid

You be illin'

The other day around the way

I seen you illin' at a party

Drunk as a 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 smelled your breath and then she left you standin' in your illin' stance

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 'cos 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'

Yo what he doin'

You be illin'

Click

You be illin' illin'

You be illin' illin'

You be illin' illin'

You be illin' illin'

You be illin' illin'

You be illin' illin'

You be illin' illin', illin', illin'

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

Illin'

Illin'

Illin'