The hogs tooth belong inside the hog's mouth
Yo what the falafel you gotta get up awful
Because I'm not that hairy, oh contrary
'Cause I'm the creepy crawler that be crawling your walls
Not walking around looking to get you cake
I may be paranoid, you tried to fade me, here's a song for you lady
Oh word?
Early to fool Mr. Furley
What the ponytail? I don't eat snail
And I'll be rockin' parties from block to block
Don't mean to dis but I've got to point out
Your Momma says, "Shame on you"
Make you bug out like you don't know what to do
So hide your eyes, wait, I saw you looking
So twist the cap and pop the cork
And block party to party the neighborhoods on lock
Yo what the parsley? Parsley to the teeth
Oh word?
I swear it wasn't me in Bear magazine
I go with the flow though the tempo varies
We're all up the creek a long way from shore
What the phone booth word to hair mousse?
The name's MCA made in Downtown Brooklyn
You know it's Adrock made in New York
Times are off the hinges leave your 2 way at the door
The names MCA made in Downtown Brooklyn
You know it's Adrock made in New York
I'm a rhyme style writer, you're a rhyme style thief
The D is for Diamonds not for Drakes
You're on the corner and you're selling a hog's tooth
"I'll have dog pemmican with my tea"
I'll steal your keys and then I'll check your mail
And that's word to Aunt Shirley and you could
I don't care what you heard or care what you seen
This not a fantasy and I'm not Mr. O'Rourke
Yo, what the doofus, say, "Good night"
And I'm the shot caller when it comes to shot calls
The name's Mike D made in New York
Oh word?
My name's Mike D made in New York
Oh word?
While I'm politicin' at Murray's Cheese Shop
Listen up biters, go please stop
Now pass the wok 'cause I'm cookin'
When you're dancing with your crew
Oh word?
Stick your head in the toilet, give yourself a swirly
Like Ernest Shackleton said to Ord Lees
You're Snidely Whiplash, I'm Dudley do you right
So get that poor chicken up off your fork
Believe what you heard when you talk
