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All you Trekkies and TV addicts, dont mean to dis, dont mean to bring static
All you Klingons in your Grandmas house, grab your backstreet friend and get loud
Blowin doors off the hinges, Ill grab you with the pincers
And no, I didnt retire, Ill snatch you up with the needle-nose pliers
Like Mutual of Omaha got the ill boat you never seen before
Glidin in the glades and like Lorne Greene you know I get paid
Like Caprese with the basil, not goofy like Darren or Hazel
Ima huh ha like Nick at Nite with the classics rerunning that you know all right
Now remain calm, no alarm, cause my Farm aint Phat, so whats with that?
Ive got friends and family that I respect, when I think Im too good they put me in check
So believe what I say Im no better than you, except when I rap so I guess it aint true
Like that yall and you just dont stop guaranteed to make your body rock
Check-ch-check-check-check-ch-check it out
What-wha-what-what-whats it all about
Work-wa-work-work-work-wa-work it out
Lets turn this party out
I said Doc, whats the condition? Im a man thats on a mission.
He said Son, youd better listen, stuck in your what! is an electrician.
Like a scientist, mmm, when Im applyin this, method of controlling my mind
Like Einstein and the Rappin Duke combined
Hey baby Bubba now whats the deal? I didnt know you go for that mass appeal
Some call it salugi, some hot potato, I stole your mic and you wont see it later
Cause I work magic like a magician, I add up like a mathemetician
Im a bank cashier, engineer, I wear cotton but I dont wear sheer
Shazam! and Abra-cadabra! In the whip Im gonna cruise right past ya
Yo money, dont chump yourself put that what! back on the shelf
Light rays blazin, youre out of phase and my crews amazin
Were working on a record yo so just be patient
Check-ch-check-check-check-ch-check it out
What-wha-what-what-whats it all about
Work-wa-work-work-work-wa-work it out
Lets turn this party out
Now I go by the name of the King Ad-Rock, I dont wear a cup nor a jock
I bring the shit thats beyond bizarre, like Miss Piggy Who, Moi?
Im the one with the clientele, you say Ad-Rock, god you rock so well.
Ive got class like pink champale, MCA grab the mic before the mic goes stale
Dont test me, they cant arrest me, Ill fake right, cross-over 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 youre makin aint hip-hop B
Get your clothes right out the dryer, put the Armor All up on your tire
Sport the fresh attire, tonight we goin out set the town on fire
Set the town ablaze, gonna stun and amaze, ready to throw a craze
Make your Granny shake her head and say Those were the days.
Check-ch-check-check-check-ch-check it out
What-wha-what-what-whats it all about
Work-wa-work-work-work-wa-work it out
Lets turn this party out