[Intro]
"Turn that shit off man! What's wrong with you man?
You know we got a party man, get the other record!"
(Here we go)
"(Let it go!) Just one more time!"
[Verse 1: Mike D, Dove, Ad Rock & Pos]
It's the M-I-K, E oh to the D
I'm comin' exquisite and V.I.P
Tryin' to spread some love like roots on a tree
Stayin true to this vision in the Y2G
Two G's got em scratchin' it like the fleas
And Ad Rock got it locked like a crooked cop
Noooooowww; it's Ad Rock, y'all remember me
The guy ya bit ya style from off the TV
I score Mmmma-Zah-Ayy's all day, my essays are felt worldwide
We like four planets on the mic
Aligned arrays retired all in the days
Game (baby-baby) too blam for these lames
When I was nine, I played with slime
Got rhymes ga-lot, got rhymes ga-limes
I got a million like rhymes leavin' ya stung
I got my own crew called the nasal tongues!
Yo take a few of these b-boys and call me in the mornin' (okay)
Keep it on the crusty eye, bagel with some butterflies
Spit gritty like we in MCA's voice box
Y'all bull and my ox don't fit the mix
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