Lyrics:
to pass the mic To Adrock, c'mon and do anything you like I'm the A-D-R-O-C-K, in the place with the bass, I'm going all the way I can't stop y'all,
a remote for my bidet (Adrock) A-d-are-o-see-k I use the microphone like Picasso used clay Down with freckles from around the way Peace to Bambata and Jazzy
to pass the mic To Adrock, c'mon and do anything you like I'm the A-D-R-O-C-K, in the place with the bass, I'm going all the way I can't stop y'all,
coming back with hail My broad sword will cut through your chain mail (Back up, mike) Well, Ad-Rock, one of the greatest of all time No disrespect, I
Well, how you feeling, Ad-Rock? Well, I'm feeling well Bonafide, qualified, with a story to tell Well, how you feeling, Mike D? Well, I feel
the truth shall set you free Long burn the fire the truth shall set you free Now it's Adrock rappin' I'm back again Like a Big Mac attack on your gut
one (one) MCA, Adrock, Mike D, that's how we get it done Like ladies and gents, attention Nas in the house with Beastie Boys We can turn it out
Oh word (Adrock) Ey yo, what the schnitzel we're back Shit's getting duller and duller and that's a fact I don't care what you heard or care what
Oh word (Adrock) Ey yo, what the schnitzel we're back Shit's getting duller and duller and that's a fact I don't care what you heard or care what
a Beastie tattoo Your sister's def That's it, AdRock is pissed If you leave me in the room with your sister, I'm takin her clit You can bet if she gets
real, not phony, O.E. and Rice-a-Roni I come out at night 'cause I sleep all day Well, I'm the King Ad-Rock and he's MCA Well I'm cruisin', I'm
you feel You put your left leg down, your right leg up Tilt your head back let's finish the cup M.C.A. with the bottle (D. Rocks the can) Adrock
Now here's a little story I've got to tell About three bad brothers you know so well It started way back in history With Adrock, MCA and me, Mike
Hurricane When Mike D's in the house, what you gonna do I go AWOL Adrock's in the house, what you gonna do I go AWOL When MCA's in the house, what you
Now here's a little story I've got to tell About three bad brothers you know so well It started way back in history With Adrock, MCA and me, Mike
run a jam I don't give a damn When I'm throwing bass I say, "Thank you ma'am." Fuel injected, rhyme connected running things Well I'm the King Adrock
real, not phony, O.E. and Rice-a-Roni I come out at night 'cause I sleep all day Well, I'm the King Ad-Rock and he's MCA Well I'm cruisin', I'm
And when I'm on the mic the suckers run (word!) Down with Ad-Rock and Mike D. and you ain't And I got more juice than Picasso got paint Got rhymes that
you feel You put your left leg down, your right leg up Tilt your head back let's finish the cup M.C.A. with the bottle (D. Rocks the can) Adrock
run a jam I don't give a damn When I'm throwing bass I say, "Thank you ma'am." Fuel injected, rhyme connected running things Well I'm the King Adrock
And when I'm on the mic the suckers run (word!) Down with Ad-Rock and Mike D. and you ain't And I got more juice than Picasso got paint Got rhymes that
Check-check-check-check it out Check-ch-check-check-check it out Check-ch-check-check-check-check it out Now, I go by the name of the King Adrock I don't wear a cup
But don't get discombobulated and upset Because trust me we ain't even begun yet [Chorus] Mike D's got it locked and we rock it nonstop Adrock's
Check-check-check-check it out Check-ch-check-check-check it out Check-ch-check-check-check-check it out Now, I go by the name of the King Adrock I don't wear a cup
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