Can You Rock It Like This Run–DMC

[Verse 1: Run, DMC, Run-D.M.C.]
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?

[Hook: Run, DMC]
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!! *echoes*

[Verse 2: Run]
Your ears are clogged, your head as hard as a log
My privacy robbed, let me do my job
You funny lookin slob eatin sis kebap
You're the reason why my eyes are on the doorknob

[Hook: Run, DMC]
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

[Verse 3: DMC]
I'm straining not complaining for a casual life
Something normal, nothin formal, three kids and a wife
I'm dying from the spying that you're putting me through
I perspire, I'm on fire when I'm thinking of you