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Well how you feelin' Ad Well I'm feelin' well
Bonafide, qualified, a story to tell
Well how you feelin' Mike D? Well I feel all
All day is how we in the neighborhood
Well how you feelin' MCA? Well I right
I my words on the track 'cause the track sound tight
So if you're feelin' good and you're right
Uh, step up and grab the mic

Well hello everybody and how you
Ad Rock rappin' on the microphone again
I got grace, class, style, and debonaire
Murdalize motherfuckers I just don't care
The MC whisperer, like a trainer
I sucker rappers, I put 'em through a strainer
Like macaroni 'cause the sound cheesy
Watch how it's boy, it looks easy
The nonstop, goin' off, kingpin, boss
Do my own thing, you can't the cost
Of my rhyme that complete the turnstile
'Cause it's live and direct, and I'm wicked and
Back on the roll, I got control
I flow like the water out toilet bowls
Your style is cheap boy, just like a
You know you're not smokin' on the much
There's a certain special talent that I lack
Ha-ha! And a fact
'Cause we shine like the chrome on a
You better break a wishbone 'cause we never
we're never that, and that is that
And we're the nonstop disco
Uh, right, we go all night
Who gonna be next to bless the

Now this is the way we run it
We're gettin' you high on the funky
is the way we get it on
B-Boys in the house the break of dawn

See I mix my style up a cement mixer
Smooth and fix ya a rhyme elixir
Hey yo yo soundman, make mic louder
Don't make me sound cheap a box of douche powder
I'll max and relax, champagne,
go commando, don't know bandito
Je Michel, Perignon
Me and in the chateau, we got it goin' on
in the hot tub like it's '73
Lookin' over his shoulder and lookin' at me
I'm all white in the face, around my waist
What's up with that inside the glass case?
I go to make my move, sneak out the
Undetected, not leavin' a
done, microphone wrecked
Wine's been drunk, and head's been
I see one profiterole, I make my play
And the microphone to MCA

Nonstop, On the top, and you clock, we rock
Never fakin', no mistakin', we be hip hop
So c'mon get down

Now it's a spot check, hit the count down
'Cause break it down for ya how we run it down
Pound for pound, keep the round
See you watchin', clockin', my sound
But for real, I'm real glad I up with hip hop
Still got mad love for a called Beat Bop
It mean a lot spinnin' on my
out to the Afrika Bam'
And to the S to the P the
The one MC, who you can't
I'd listen to the records and they'd
Sit down to write and the pen fire
Construct a rhyme specific intent
Flowin' from the right through the pen
And then I put the book down, grab the mic
Words so cold, turn water to ice
Come through the saturate the tape
You put me in the mix it up at the plate
And then they it on wax, sell it in the store
The DJ's spin the out on the dancefloor
Comin' through the to shake your eardrum
Braincells get lit, then you where we're comin' from

Ad Rock, huh, get it on
We gonna rock the house until the of dawn
Now D, huh, get it on
We gonna rock the house the break of dawn
And MCA, yeah, get it on
We rock the house until the break of dawn
Boys in the house, don't stop