Three Little Indians Run–DMC

One little, two little, three little indians!
("check this out")
One little, two little, three little indians!
("ahh yeah!")

[Jam Master Jay]
Hittin hard, now check the hard hit
("Jam Master.. Jay") about to flip
Slide for a minute but I won't slip son
God had my back since ("day.. one")
Back to the track in fact the track's fat
Peace to my brothers and my sisters in black
Disrespect and don't know how to act
You better come correct or I'mma have to bust your hat
One little, two little indians and me
Jam Master Jay and Run-D.M.C
We been down since (UHH) eighty-("three")
And ninety-three ain't nuttin but another year to me
Cause I flip the scripts, grab hips, give tips
And bust lips, ?? goes the whole length
So get it, get with it, that did it
And if you is a critic get the dick, cause it's

One little, two little, three little indians!
Word up..
One little, two little, three little indians!
(uh-huh, uh-huh)
One little, two little, three little indians!
("check this out")
One little, two little, three little indians!
("ahh yeah!")