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Oh Word? Lyrics
Yo what the schnitzel we're back
Shit's getting duller and duller and that's the 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 oh contrary
I go with the flow though the tempo varies
So twist the cap and pop the cork
My name's Adrock made in New York
Oh word?
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?
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 that fork
My name's Mike D made in New York
Oh word?
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 swirley
So listen up biters go please stop
While I'm politickin' at Murray's Cheese Shop
Believe what you heard when you talk
You know it's Adrock made in New York
Oh word?
What the phone booth word to hair moose
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 belongs inside the hog's mouth
Like Ernest Shackleton said to Orde-Lees
I'll have dog pemmican with my tea
Now pass the wok 'cause I'm cookin'
The names MCA made in downtown Brooklyn
Oh word?
Yo, what the dufus, say good night
You're Snidely Whiplash I'm Dudley Do-you-right
Times are off the hinges leave your 2 way at the door
We're all up the creek a long way from shore
Not walking around looking to get you cake
The D is for Diamond man it's not for Drake's
This not a fantasy and I'm not Mr. O'Rourke
The name's Mike D made in New York
Oh word?
Shit's getting duller and duller and that's the 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 oh contrary
I go with the flow though the tempo varies
So twist the cap and pop the cork
My name's Adrock made in New York
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
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 that fork
My name's Mike D made in New York
Early to fool Mr. Furley
And that's word to Aunt Shirley and you could
Stick your head in the toilet give yourself a swirley
So listen up biters go please stop
While I'm politickin' at Murray's Cheese Shop
Believe what you heard when you talk
You know it's Adrock made in New York
What the phone booth word to hair moose
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 belongs inside the hog's mouth
Like Ernest Shackleton said to Orde-Lees
I'll have dog pemmican with my tea
Now pass the wok 'cause I'm cookin'
The names MCA made in downtown Brooklyn
You're Snidely Whiplash I'm Dudley Do-you-right
Times are off the hinges leave your 2 way at the door
We're all up the creek a long way from shore
Not walking around looking to get you cake
The D is for Diamond man it's not for Drake's
This not a fantasy and I'm not Mr. O'Rourke
The name's Mike D made in New York
Song Info
Submitted by
maggotbrain On Jun 15, 2004
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Whatta fuckin' mad song!!! These boys are legends!! Ya gotta be a legend to make minimalism work..
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.