RUN DMC - "Can You Rock Like This?"

If I eat, a little kid, sticks his finger in my plate
I be signing autographs, for three months straight
I got jet-set women, who offer me favors
My face is a thousand lipstick flavors

Need a sip of lemonade, I'm a slave to my trade
From all these lights my complexion might fade
Secretary overworked, by a money hungry jerk
Got a letter, answer woman, won't you freak out on my shirt?

Well can you rock it like this?
I can rock it like that
Can you rock it like this?
I can rock it like that, huh huh huh 

Your ears are clogged, your head as hard as a log
My privacy robbed, let me do my job
You funny lookin' slob eatin' shiskabob
You're the reason why my eyes are on the door knob

Well can you rock it like this?
I can rock it like that
Can you rock it like this?
I can rock it like that, huh huh huh 

Can you rock it like this?
I think I rock it like that
But can you rock it like this?
Homeboy I rock it like that, huh huh huh 

News reporters, invade my borders
If I think it I will say it, you might have a recorder
And then, uhh-ohh, the nation's in upheaval
Old dating always thinking at me evil

You're stepping on my heels
You're breathing down my neck
I'm not Rodney Dangerfield
So give me respect

Can you rock it like this?
I, I can rock it like that
But can you rock it like this?
Homeboy I rock it like that

Can you rock it like this?
Yo I can rock it like that
But can you rock it like this?
I can rock it like that, huh, huh, huh!

What it all adds up to, is just one thing
Run DMC is, the king of the swing
And if you mess with us, you'll be a real short liver
You may be big but our bodyguard's bigger bigger bigger bigger

Can you rock it like this?
I can rock it like that
Can you rock it like this?
I can rock it like that

Can you rock it like this?
I can rock it like that
Can you rock it like this?
Homeboy I rock it like that

Written by James Todd Smith, Rick Rubin, Lawrence Smith • Copyright © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc, Universal Music Publishing Group