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| | |  | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 21 | | | | Lyrics: | Beastie Boys)
Putting song together ain't no puzzle like Yahtzee
Sending
nthis out to K-Rob and Rahmalzee
Let me introduce myself on this cut
I'm Ad Rock,
nI'm lit like a motherfuck
Well, I'm brewing up rhymes like I was using a still
nI've got an old school flow like Mike McGill
'Cause Yauch's on the upright, the shit just
nain't funny
Got fat bass lines like Russel Simmons steals money
Got clientele,
nyou know i rock well
And then you're on my dick because i'm D.F.L.
Yeah, Mike
n'cause playing the bass is my favorite shit
I might be a hack on the stand up but I'm
nworking at it
I get my hair cut correct like Anthony Mason
Then I ride the
nI.R.T. right up to Penn Station
Penn Station up on 8th Ave.
Listen all y'all you
nget the ball bath
He's got the savior faire because he's debonair
Mike D with
nthe vinyl with the grooves so rare
And the rhymes that we're are doo doo
nBeen makin' with the freak freak, so unique
Been learning from the elders now it's time to
nspeak
Oh that shit sounds nice
Mike D come on and get it on y'all
nTalking shit about a mile a minute
Put the wax on the table and let the D.J. spin it
n Excuse me motherfuckers, can I beg your pardon
I'm gonna see the Knicks at Madison
nSquare Garden
And like the Knicks I got game like i worked at Hasbro
On the mic
nI Bug, like I was Prince Jazzbo
The rhymes are stupid to make you go coo-coo
You
ncan't sleep 'cause you're little Cindy Loo Hoo
Down with the hurra since the raising hell
ntour
Just listen to his cuts there's no reason to tell more
Cyndy what I didn't
ncatch the last one
That shit sounded kinda nice, but bust a fast one
Well I'm
nnot known for my speed raps
So grab the microphone and cut out the claps
Ah yea,
nI like that shit is kind of rough
I'll grab the microphone and fuck it up
nI might seem out there, a little deranged
I've got to cool off, catch me on the driving
nrange
Well I'm the ladies' choice like I Was J.J. Evans
Legalize the weed and
nI'll say thank heavens
I'm talking P.G.A. Pro Tour 2
I'm Doctor Beppers in my
nt.v., In my golfing shoes
Pass me an iron and I'll bust a chip shot
Then you
nthrow me off the green because I'm strictly hip-hop
I'll grab the tee, I'll tee off
n I'll grab the golf clubs and I'm off, I'm Audi- so check me
I've got the timbos on my
ntoes when I'm not on the green
I've got the custom made boots with the spikey things
n I'm working on my driving 'cause I'm going pro
I've got the funky fly golf gear from
nhead to toe
Yea, the b-boys makin' with the freak freak
Mario's nagging nonni's
nabout the Pesto Pizza
And then he's on a mission and he's checking for peacha | | | |
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