1] Now I rock the party at the drop of a hat, Yeah, I beat a down with an aluminum bat, A lot of people may be Jonesin' 'cause hear me rock the mic, be staring at the radio, up all night. Like a I'm pimpin', Got a to eat shrimp in, Nothing wrong with my leg B-boy limpin'. Got arrested at the Mardi Gras for on a float, My man MCA's got a beard like a goat. "Oowah-oowah" is my call, MCA hu-huh, get y'all. I bust rhymes I write, I've busting routines and rhymes all night. Like eating or chicken or you'll be picking your nose, I'm on time homie how it goes. You heard the style I you missed the point, the joint. 2] Mike D? With your bad self running things, What's up your bad breath, onion rings? Well I'm D and I'm back from the dead, And I'm chillin' at the down at Club Med. Make record 'cause the people they want more of this, Consumers they be they can find out David Horovitz. Hurricane, you got clout. DJ's, he'll put your head out. A puppet on a string I'm to sing and rhyme, I do my I'm, In the lava inside the brain hotel, I might be freakin' or but I rock well. The Duke the wrench and then I bust the tango, Got rhymes than Jamaica's got Mangos. I got the peg leg at the end of a stump-ah! Shake rump-ah! Full y'all, Clout y'all, And the mic is in my mouth I turn it out y'all, A Clout. 3] Never been because I'm the most mackinest, Never been jumped 'cause I'm known the packinest. Yeah we've got chief, We're knocking out chief, And if you don't believe us you should question belief Keith. Sam the butcher bringing Alice the meat, Like Fred driving around with bald feet, I have another sip? Nah, skip it. In the back of the ride and bust the whippet, a dope dookies all around the neck, Whoo ha got all in check-ah! I'm running from the law the press and the parents. Is your name Diamond? No man, my Clarence. From downtown the village, My style is wild and you know it still is, Disco bag and you're doing the bump, your rump-ah! Ahhhh, oohhhhhh, bag schlepping, bag schlepping, bag schlepping, bag schlepping.