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To the, to the, to the up top!
Bam! God damn!
Holy mackerel, pulling suckers' cards out the
You can sleep tonight, okay
B Boys in the cut and we're to stay
Vibration,
Chatter up on the mic and it's an
Revelation,
A little patience the tribulations
Heed my flow, I got more in
Rhymes are not just for any more
Always on vacation, like Clark and
Don't wanna make the fest, trust me
Your wack is beyond a pale
Heel up, wheel up, to the one Smails
at me with rain, I'm coming back with hail
My broad sword cut through your chain mail
Back up,
Well, Adrock, one of the of all time, no disrespect
I gotta go for
Big Mike D, number lead paint
it back, begin da oh-ah-oh-ah
A-D-R-O-C-K spells
There's holes in my story like Leon teeth
Good grief, the middle Keefe
I a microphone in a little, weird sheath
I'm like Oscar the
Trashy, rockin' Derelicte,
I keep it raw
Just the 42nd Street C train bathroom
I sizzle on the mic a battered fried fish
Pundits in the say -- WHAT! -- that's rich!
This is the type of shit that's gonna scratch itch
Now I'm-a set it off from up inside this
I see you're looking at me and thinking him do?'
Well, I rap upon this mic, D, Sweet Lou
Also as Pretty Lou, a-k-a Pretty Mike
I switch up my name much how I like
This dates way back
A lot of people may remember routine
But it's now
Yeah, the summer before last
Well, my name is Mike D, and I gotta new name, and new name is LARRY!
Well, my name is Adrock, and then I gotta new name, and my new is HARRY!
Well, my name is MCA, but I gotta new name, and new name is GARY!
Well, our DJ's has stayed the same, 'cause his new name is BARRY!