Hold it now, hit it! Yo Leroy! Aw yeah, yo yo, yeah Why dont you do that def jam right about now? Now I chill real ill when I start to chill When I fill my pockets with a knot of dollar bills Sippin pints of ale out the window sill When I get my fill, Im chilly chill And now I just got home because Im out on bail Whats the time? Its time to buy ale! Peter eater parkin meter all of the time If I run out of ale, its Thunderbird wine Miller drinkin, chicken eatin, dress so fly I got friends in high places that are keepin me high Get down with Mike D and it aint no hassle I got the ladies of the eighties from here to White Castle Hold it now, hit it! Yo Leroy! Its my joint its my, hold it now Its my rhyme The now and T, Adam Yauch in the place to be And all the girls are on me cause Im down with Mike D Im down with Mike D, and he aint no baloney For real, not phony O.E. and Rice-a-Roni I come out at night cause I sleep all day Well Im the King Ad Rock, and hes MCA Well Im a-cruisin, Im bruisin, Im never ever losin Im in my car, Im goin far and dust is what Im usin Around the way is where Im from And Im from Manhattan and Im not a bum Because youre pud-slappin, ball-flappin, got that juice My names Mike D and I can do that Jerry Lewis Hold it now, hit it! Yo Leroy! Yo man, that was real def man Try that again, man I like that def stuff, boy! Hip hoppin, body rockin, doin the do Beer drinkin, breath stinkin, sniffin glue Belly fillin, always illin, bustin caps My names Mike D and I write my own snaps Now Im a peep-show seekin on the forty-deuce Im a killer at large and Im on the loose Pistol packin, monkey drinkin, no money bum I come from Brooklyn cause thats where Im from Cheap skate, perpetratin, money hungry jerk Every day I drink O.E. and I dont go to work You drippy nose knucklehead, youre we behind the ears You like men and we like beers! Hold it now, hit it Yo Leroy! Pass that joint on over Yo man, pass that over here man, all right King of the Ave with the def female Youre rhymin and stealin with the freshest ale Coolin at the crib watchin my TV Ed Norton, Ted Knight and Mr. Ed Pump it up homeboy, just dont stop Chef Boyardee coolin on the pot I take no slack cause I got the knack And Im never dustin out cause I torch that crack The King Ad Rock, that is my name Yalls drinkin Moet and we got the champagne A quarter droppin, goin shoppin buyin wigs Surgeon General cut professor, D.J. Thigs! Hold it now, hit it! Hit it! Hold it now, hit it! Yo Leroy!
Posted on: Sun, 27 Oct 2013 16:11:29 +0000
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