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To the, to the, to the up top!
Bam! God damn!
Holy mackerel, pulling cards out the satchel
You can tonight, it's okay
B Boys in the cut and we're to stay
Vibration,
up on the mic and it's an incantation
Revelation,
A little patience with the
Heed my flow, I got more in
are not just for breakfast any more
Always on vacation, like and Rusty
wanna make the beer fest, trust me
Your wack style is beyond a
Heel up, up, to the one Judge Smails
Come at me with rain, I'm coming back hail
My broad sword will cut through your mail
up, Mike
Well, Adrock, one of the greatest of all time, no
I go for mine
Big Mike D, spitting lead paint
Bringing it back, begin da
A-D-R-O-C-K relief
There's in my story like Leon Spinks' teeth
grief, the middle name's Keefe
I keep a microphone in a little, weird
I'm like Oscar the
Trashy, Derelicte, flashy
I it raw y'all
Just imagine the 42nd C train bathroom
I on the mic like a battered fried fish
in the house say -- WHAT! -- that's rich!
This is the type of that's gonna scratch that itch
Now I'm-a set it off up inside this bitch
I see you're at me and thinking 'What him do?'
Well, I rap upon this mic, D, Sweet Lou
Also known as Lou, a-k-a Pretty Mike
I switch up my name much how I like
routine 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 new name, and my new name is HARRY!
Well, my name is MCA, but I gotta new name, and that new is GARY!
Well, our DJ's name has the same, 'cause his new name is BARRY!