| MCA
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| All you trekkies and tv addicts
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| don’t mean to diss
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| don’t mean to bring static
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| All you Klingons in your grandma’s house
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| grab your backstreet friend and get loud
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| Blowin’doors off the hinges
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| I’ll grab you with the pincers
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| and no I didn’t retire
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| I’ll snatch you up with the needle-nose pliers
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| Mike D Like Mutual Of Omaha got the ill boat you never seen before
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| glidin’in the glades and like Lorne Green you know I get paid
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| Like Caprese with the Basil
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| not goofy like Darren or Hazel
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| I’m a huh ha like Nick At Night
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| with the classics re-running that you know all right
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| Adrock
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| Now remain calm
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| no alarm 'cause my farm ain’t phat
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| so what’s with that?
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| I’ve got friends and family that I respect
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| when I think I’m too good they put me in check
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| So believe what I say I’m no better than you
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| except when I rap so I guess it ain’t true
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| like that and you just don’t stop
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| guaranteed to make your body rock
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| Mike D I said 'Doc, what’s the condition?
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| I’m a man thats on a mission
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| He said 'Son, you’d better listen
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| stuck in your what! |
| is an electrician.'
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| Like a scientist, mmm when I’m applyin’this
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| method of controlling my mind
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| like Einstein and The Rappin’Duke combined
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| Adrock
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| Now 'Hey baby Bubba now what’s the deal?
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| I didn’t know you go for that mass appeal.'
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| Some call it Salugi, some hot potato
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| I stole your mic and you won’t see it later
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| 'Cause I work magic like a magician
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| I add up like a mathemetician
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| I’m a bank cashier, engineer
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| I wear cotton but I don’t wear shear
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| MCA
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| Shazam! |
| and Abracadabra!
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| In the whip I’ll cruise right past ya Yo money, don’t chump yourself
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| put that what! |
| back on the shelf
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| Light rays blazin’your out of the phase
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| and my crews amazin'
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| We’re workin’on a record yo so just be patient
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| Adrock
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| Now I go by the name of the King Adrock
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| I don’t wear a cup nor a jock
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| I bring the --- thats beyond bizarre
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| like Miss Piggy 'Who, Moi?'I'm the one with the clientele
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| you say 'Adrock you rock so well'
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| I’ve got class like Pink champale
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| MCA grab the mic before the mic goes stale
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| MCA
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| Don’t test me they can’t arrest me
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| I’ll take right and shoot lefty
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| You look upset, yo calm down
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| you look like Cable Guy dunked off of your crown
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| I flow like smoke out a chimney
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| 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
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| put the Armor All up on your tire
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| sport that fresh attire
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| tonight we goin’out set the town on fire
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| Set the town ablaze
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| gonna stun and amaze
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| gonna throw a craze
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| make your grandma shake her head and say 'Those were the days' |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Ch-Check It Out , by - Beastie Boys. Song from the album To The 5 Boroughs, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп