Black is Run
Red is DMC
Yellow is Bert
Orange is Ernie
Run DMC:
Me and Run were on Sesame Street, just mindin our own business
When DMC told me that a gay couple was among us
I said, "See that yellow guy, with the pinapple shaped head?"
"And that orange guy in the stripes, what are they doing in bed?"
We didn't know what to do, so we decided to confront ya
About your whole ugly crew, from Big Bird to the garbage can creeper
And also, what the hell is Elmo supposed to be?
And you got a veggie monster? Man, that's a bad bunch of stuff to eat
Your show needs to get cancelled already, and that's a true fact
Cause you're laying on the streets, when we're countin up stacks
You're like the Sucker MCs, you can only be pleased
By being bad influences to innocent kids watchin TV
Bert and Ernie:
Listen up Run DMC, time for you to be destroyed
By me, Bert, "And Ernie!" An iller pair than Peter and Lloyd
And our rhymes are clean, to benefit all the little girls and boys
When you are rapping like gangsters, we're both on hundreds of toys!
We're the most memorable duo of any persons childhood
Not you guys, you send children straight to the hood
I'll just grab my rubber ducky and send it in for a little soak!
DMC, you've been forgotten and Run's House is completely broke!
We're both as straight as a Sesame Street crosswalk, you guys aren't ones to talk
When Mary Mary came around, you told her "Bug off" and took a walk
And from the National Association of W Lovers, here's this next line
We'd win without wondering what went wrong with Run's rhymes!
Run DMC:
This next verse is dedicated to Jam Master Jay
The only true DJ that could make anybodys day
But these dumbass Muppets, man they talk too much
When the hell are they gonna learn to just shut the fuck up?
Ever wonder why you never get a girl at all?
Maybe it's cause you guys see each other and your pants get tall
Ernie doesn't even have eyebrows, you both look like mad scientists
You guys aren't a challenge at all, but we're the final test
Bert and Ernie:
If you're the final test, we're the SATs
We could use your CDs to teach kids how not to speak!
You're the only ones illin now, without Jay you're nothing but clowns
We'll twist you up crazier than the shapes of those clouds!
This was a Grade A beatdown, highly rated like Sesame Street is each year
All your albums weren't worth a single cheer!
You were good in the 90s but now you sound like old men
Now you know this, don't ever mess with me and Bert ever again!