And I'm never dustin' out 'cause I torch that crack
You like men and we like beers!
Surgeon General cut professor, D.J. Thigs!
Yo man, that was real def man
I'm MC Adam Yauch in the place to be
I got the ladies of the eighties from here to White Castle
I come out at night 'cause I sleep all day
Miller drinkin', chicken eatin', dress so fly
It's my jump it's my, hold it now
I'm in my car, I'm goin' far and dust is what I'm usin'
King of the Ave. with the def female
Get down with Mike D and it ain't no hassle
And I'm from Manhattan and I'm not a bum
The King Adrock, that is my name
Yo Leroy!
Chef Boyardee coolin' on the pot
Try that again, man I like that def stuff, boy!
Because you're pud-slappin', ball-flappin', got that juice
For real, not phony O.E. and Rice-a-Roni
I'm a killer at large and I'm on the loose
[Incomprehensible]
Y'all's drinkin' Moet and we got the champagne
And all the girls are on me 'cause I'm down with Mike D
It's my rhyme
Ed Norton, Ted Knight and Mr. Ed
When I get my fill, I'm chilly chill
Pistol packin', monkey drinkin', no money bum
Pump it up homeboy, just don't stop
I come from Brooklyn 'cause that's where I'm from
Yo Leroy!
When I fill my pockets with a knot of dollar bills
Well I'm the King Adrock and he's MCA
Well I'm a-cruisin', I'm bruisin', I'm never ever losin'
If I run out of ale, it's Thunderbird wine
You're rhymin' and stealin' with the freshest ale
Hip-hoppin', body rockin', doin' the do
You drippy nose knuckle-head, you're we behind the ears
Now I'm a peep-show seekin' on the forty-deuce
Yo man, pass that over here man, all right
Why don't you do that def jam right about now?
Hold it now, hit it
Coolin' at the crib watchin' my TV
Aw yeah, yo yo, yeah
Every day I drink a O.E. and I don't go to work
Hold it now, hit it!
Around the way is where I'm from
Yo Leroy!
Hit it!
Hold it now, hit it!
And now I just got home because I'm out on bail
Belly fillin', always illin', bustin' caps
My name's Mike D and I write my own snaps
Cheap skate, perpetratin', money hungry jerk
A quarter droppin', goin' shoppin' buyin' wigs
Hold it now, hit it!
Beer drinkin', breath stinkin', sniffin' glue
What's the time? It's time to buy ale!
I take no slack 'cause I got the knack
Hold it now, hit it!
I'm down with Mike D and he ain't no baloney
My name's Mike D and I can do that Jerry Lewis
Now I chill real ill when I start to chill
Peter eater parkin' meter all of the time
I got friends in high places that are keepin' me high
Sippin' pints of ale out the window sill
