The song lyrics were written by the band Van Halen, as they were asked to write a song for the 1979 movie "Over the Edge" starring Matt Dillon. The movie (and the lyrics, although more obliquely) are about bored, rebellious youth with nothing better to do than get into trouble. If you see the movie, these lyrics will make more sense. It's a great movie if you grew up in the 70s/80s you'll definitely remember some of these characters from your own life. Fun fact, after writing the song, Van Halen decided not to let the movie use it.
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 you seen
I swear it wasn't me in Bear magazine
Because I'm not that hairy, au contrair-ey
I go with the flow though the tempo varies
So twist the cap and pop the cork
You know it's Ad Rock made in New York
Oh word (MCA)
What the ponytail, I don't eat snail
I'll steal your keys and then I'll check your mail
'Cause I'm the creepy crawler that be crawling your walls
And I'm the shot caller when it comes to shot calls
And I'll be rockin' parties from block to block
And block party to party the neighborhood's on lock
So hide your eyes, wait, I saw you looking
The name's MCA, made in downtown Brooklyn
Oh word (Mike D)
Yo what the parsley, parsley to the teeth
I'm a rhyme-style writer you're a rhyme-style thief
I may be paranoid you tried to fade me
Here's a song for you (Lady)
Make you bug out like you don't know what to do
Your momma says "shame on you" when you're dancing with your crew
So get that poor chicken up off your fork
My name's Mike D made in New York
Oh word
(Adrock) Ey yo what the falafel you gotta get up awful
Early to fool Mr. Furley
And that's word to Aunt Shirley and you could
Stick your head in the toilet give yourself a swirlie
Listen up biters, go please stop
While I'm politickin' at Murray's Cheese Shop
Believe what you heard when you talk
You know is Adrock made in New York
Oh word (MCA)
What the phone booth word to hair mousse
You're on the corner and you're selling a hog's tooth
Don't mean to dis but I've got to point out
The hogs tooth belong inside the hog's mouth
Like Ernest Shackleton said to Ord Lees
I'll have dog pemmican with my tea
Now pass the wok 'cause I'm cookin'
The name's MCA made in Downtown Brooklyn
Oh word (Mike D)
Yo, what the doofus, say good night
You're Snidely Whiplash I'm Dudley Do-you-right
Times are off the hinges, leave your two-way at the door
We're all up the creek a long way from shore
I'm not walking around looking to get you cake
The D is for Diamonds not for Dre
This not a fantasy and I'm not Mr. O'Rourke
The name's Mike D made in New York
Oh word?
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 you seen
I swear it wasn't me in Bear magazine
Because I'm not that hairy, au contrair-ey
I go with the flow though the tempo varies
So twist the cap and pop the cork
You know it's Ad Rock made in New York
Oh word (MCA)
What the ponytail, I don't eat snail
I'll steal your keys and then I'll check your mail
'Cause I'm the creepy crawler that be crawling your walls
And I'm the shot caller when it comes to shot calls
And I'll be rockin' parties from block to block
And block party to party the neighborhood's on lock
So hide your eyes, wait, I saw you looking
The name's MCA, made in downtown Brooklyn
Oh word (Mike D)
Yo what the parsley, parsley to the teeth
I'm a rhyme-style writer you're a rhyme-style thief
I may be paranoid you tried to fade me
Here's a song for you (Lady)
Make you bug out like you don't know what to do
Your momma says "shame on you" when you're dancing with your crew
So get that poor chicken up off your fork
My name's Mike D made in New York
Oh word
(Adrock) Ey yo what the falafel you gotta get up awful
Early to fool Mr. Furley
And that's word to Aunt Shirley and you could
Stick your head in the toilet give yourself a swirlie
Listen up biters, go please stop
While I'm politickin' at Murray's Cheese Shop
Believe what you heard when you talk
You know is Adrock made in New York
Oh word (MCA)
What the phone booth word to hair mousse
You're on the corner and you're selling a hog's tooth
Don't mean to dis but I've got to point out
The hogs tooth belong inside the hog's mouth
Like Ernest Shackleton said to Ord Lees
I'll have dog pemmican with my tea
Now pass the wok 'cause I'm cookin'
The name's MCA made in Downtown Brooklyn
Oh word (Mike D)
Yo, what the doofus, say good night
You're Snidely Whiplash I'm Dudley Do-you-right
Times are off the hinges, leave your two-way at the door
We're all up the creek a long way from shore
I'm not walking around looking to get you cake
The D is for Diamonds not for Dre
This not a fantasy and I'm not Mr. O'Rourke
The name's Mike D made in New York
Oh word?
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this is totally about how they are just fed up to their jewish eyeballs about how shitty hip-hop has become since the early nineties. which is true. these guys took it back to the old school and called out all these phony little bitches that call themselves MCs
mcs= mca talafel= falafel
fucker
Hip Hop the way it's supposed to be but isn't anymore.