putting songs toghether ain't no puzzle like yahtzee
sending this one out to k-rob and rahmalzee
let me introduce myself on this cut
i'm ad rock, i'm lit like a motherfuck
well, i'm brewing up rhymes like i was using astill
i've got an old school flow like mike mcgill
'cause yauch's on the upright, the shit just ain't
funny
got fat bass lines like russel simmons steals
money
got clientele, you know i rock well
and then you're on my dick because i'm d.f.l.
yeah, mike 'cause playing the bass is my favorite
shit
i might be a hack on the stand up i'm working
at it
i get my hair cut correct like anthony masonthen i ride the i.r.t. right up to penn station
penn station up on 8th ave
listen all y'all you get the ball bath
he's got the savoir faire because he's debonair
mike d. with the vinyl with the grooves so rare
and the rhymes that we're kicking are doo doo
been makin' with the freak freak, so unique
been learning from the elders now it's time to
speak
oh that shit sounds nice
mike d. come on and get it on y'all
talking shit about a mile a minute
put the wax on the table and let the d.j. spin
it
excuse me motherfuckers, can i beg your pardon
i'm gonna see the knicks at madison square garden
and like the knicks i got game like i worked
at hasbro
on the mic i bug, like i was prince jazzbo
the rhymes are stupid to make you go coo-coo
you can't sleep 'cause you're little cindy loo
hoo
down with the hurra since the raising hell
tour
just listen to his cuts there's no reason to
tell more
cyndy what i didn't catch the last one
that ahit sounded kind a nice, but bust a fast
one
well i'm not known for my speed raps
so grab the microphone and cut out the claps
ah yea, i like that shit is kind or rough
i'll grab the microphone and fuck it up
i might seem out there, a little derangend
i've got to cool off, catch me on the driving
range
well, i'm the ladies' choice like i was j.j. evans
legalize the weed and i'll say thank heavens
i'm talking p.g.a. pro tour 2
i'm dr beepers in my t.v., in my golfing shoes
pass me an iron and i'll bust a chip shot
then you throw me off the green because i'm
strictly hip-hop
i'll grab the tee, i'll tee off
i'll grab the golf clubs and i'm off, i'm audi- so
check me
i've got the timbos on my toes when i'm not on the
green
i've got the custom mede boots with the spikey
things
i'm working on my driving 'cause i'm going pro
i've got the funky fly golf gear from head to
toe
yea, the b-boys makin' with the freak freak
mario's nagging nonni's about the pesto pizza
and then he's on a mission and he's checking for
peacha
More B-Boys Makin' With The Freak Freak
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