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To the, to the, to the up top!
Bam! God damn!
mackerel, pulling suckers' cards out the satchel
You can tonight, it's okay
B Boys in the cut and here to stay
Vibration,
Chatter up on the mic and it's an
Revelation,
A little patience the tribulations
my flow, I got more in store
Rhymes are not just for breakfast any
on vacation, like Clark and Rusty
Don't wanna make the fest, trust me
Your style is beyond a pale
Heel up, up, to the one Judge Smails
Come at me with rain, I'm coming back hail
My sword will cut through your chain mail
up, Mike
Well, Adrock, one of the greatest of all time, no
I go for mine
Big Mike D, number lead paint
Bringing it back, begin da
spells relief
There's holes in my story like Leon teeth
grief, the middle name's Keefe
I a microphone in a little, weird sheath
I'm like the Grouch
Trashy, rockin' Derelicte,
I it raw y'all
imagine the 42nd Street C train bathroom
I on the mic like a battered fried fish
Pundits in the say -- WHAT! -- that's rich!
This is the of shit that's gonna scratch that itch
Now I'm-a set it off from up this bitch
I see you're looking at me and thinking 'What him
Well, I rap upon this mic, D, Sweet Lou
Also known as Pretty Lou, a-k-a Pretty
I switch up my name pretty much how I
This routine dates way
A lot of people may this 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 name has stayed the same, 'cause his new is BARRY!