What-wha-what-what-what's it all about?
What-wha-what-what-what's it all about?
I add up like a mathematician
I've got friends and family that I respect
Blowin' doors off hinges
I stole your mic and you won't see it later
I don't wear a cup nor a jock
Check-ch-check-check-check-ch-check it out
Yo money, don't chump yourself
I didn't know you go for that mass appeal
So believe when I say I'm no better than you
Check-ch-check-check-check-ch-check it out
You never been me
So just stay patient
Grab your backstreet friend and get loud
Tonight we goin' out to set the town on fire
Said,"Doc, what's the condition?
What-wha-what-what-what's it all about?
Like Einstein and the rappin' Duke combined
I am the one with the clientele
'Cause my farm ain't fat, so what's up with that
I flow like smoke out a chimney
With the needle nose pliers
Now, I go by the name of the King Adrock
Work-wa-work-work-work-wa-work it out
Let's turn this motherfuckin' party out
Put armor all up on your tire
Work-wa-work-work-work-wa-work it out
You know I get paid
Shazam and abracadabra
Like a scientist
In the whip I'm gonna cruise past ya
I bring the shit that's beyond bizarre
I'll fake right cross-over and shoot lefty
Ready to throw a craze
Light rays blazin'
Like that y'all and you just don't stop
Make your granny shake her heada and say, "Those were the days"
Gliding in the glades and like Lorne Greene
Like caprese and with the basil
Check-ch-check-check-check-ch-check it out
You say,"Adrock, you rock so well"
Method of controlling my mind
Get your clothes right out the dryer
Some call it salugi, some hot potato
You look upset, yo calm down
Said,"Son, you'd better listen
Got the ill boat, you've never seen before
We're working on the record yo
You look cable guy dunked off of your crown
But what you're making ain't hip hop B
With classics rerunning that you know all right
Let's turn this motherfuckin' party out
You're out of phase and my crew's amazin'
'Cause I work magic like a magician
I'm a man that's on a mission
Except when I rap, so I guess it ain't true
I'm a bank cashier, engineer
MCA grab the mic before the mic goes stale
Not goofy like Darren or Hazel
Like mutual Omaha
When I think I'm too good, they put me in check
I've got class like Pink Champale
I'll grab you with the pinchers
You wanna rap
Work-wa-work-work-work-wa-work it out
Mmm when I'm applying this
Don't test me, they can't arrest me
Now, Check-ch-check-check-check-ch-check it out
Put that shit back on the shelf
And no, I didn't retire, I'll snatch you up
Set the town ablaze
Gonna stun and amaze
I wear cotton and I don't wear sheer
Check-ch-check-check-check-ch-check it out
Now remain calm, no alarm
All you Klingons in the fuckin' house
I'm a mother fucking nick at night
Like Miss Piggy, who moi
Guaranteed to make your body rock
Check-ch-check-check-check-ch-check it out
Now, hey baby bubba, now what the deal
Check-ch-check-check-check-ch-check it out
Sport that fresh attire
Stuck in your ass is an electrician
