Ch-Check It Out

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MCA All you trekkies and tv addicts don't mean to diss don't mean to bring static All you Klingons in your grandma's house grab your backstreet friend and get loud Blowin' doors off the hinges I'll grab you with the pincers and no I didn't retire I'll snatch you up with the needle-nose pliers Mike D Like Mutual Of Omaha got the ill boat you never seen before glidin' in the glades and like Lorne Green you know I get paid Like Caprese with the Basil not goofy like Darren or Hazel I'm a huh ha like Nick At Night with the classics re-running that you know all right Adrock Now remain calm no alarm 'cause my farm ain't phat so what's with that? I've got friends and family that I respect when I think I'm too good they put me in check So believe what I say I'm no better than you except when I rap so I guess it ain't true like that and you just don't stop guaranteed to make your body rock Mike D I said 'Doc, what's the condition? I'm a man thats on a mission He said 'Son, you'd better listen stuck in your what! is an electrician.' Like a scientist, mmm when I'm applyin' this method of controlling my mind like Einstein and The Rappin' Duke combined Adrock Now 'Hey baby Bubba now what's the deal? I didn't know you go for that mass appeal.' Some call it Salugi, some hot potato I stole your mic and you won't see it later 'Cause I work magic like a magician I add up like a mathemetician I'm a bank cashier, engineer I wear cotton but I don't wear shear MCA Shazam! and Abracadabra! In the whip I'll cruise right past ya Yo money, don't chump yourself put that what! back on the shelf Light rays blazin' your out of the phase and my crews amazin' We're workin' on a record yo so just be patient Adrock Now I go by the name of the King Adrock I don't wear a cup nor a jock I bring the --- thats beyond bizarre like Miss Piggy 'Who, Moi?' I'm the one with the clientele you say 'Adrock you rock so well' I've got class like Pink champale MCA grab the mic before the mic goes stale MCA Don't test me they can't arrest me I'll take right and shoot lefty You look upset, yo calm down you look like Cable Guy dunked off of your crown I flow like smoke out a chimney you never been me you wanna rap but what your makin' ain't hip hop B Mike D Now get your clothes right out of the dryer put the Armor All up on your tire sport that fresh attire tonight we goin' out set the town on fire Set the town ablaze gonna stun and amaze gonna throw a craze make your grandma shake her head and say 'Those were the days'

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