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All you trekkies and tv addicts
Don`t mean to diss
Don`t mean to bring static
All you klingons in your grandma`s house
Grab your backstreet friend and get loud
Blowin` doors off hinges
I`ll grab you with the pinchers
And no i didn`t retire
I`ll snatch you up
With the needle nose pliers
Like mutual of omaha
Got the ill boat
You`ve never seen before
Gliding in the glades
And like lorne greene
You know i get paid
Like caprese and with the basil
Not goofy like darren or hazel
I`m a mother fucking nick at night with
Classics rerunning that you know all right
Now remain calm no alarm
Cause my farm ain`t fat
So what`s up with that
I`ve got friends and family that i respect
When i think i`m too good
They put me in check
So believe when i say i`m no better than you
Except when i rap
So i guess it ain`t true
Like that y`all and you just don`t stop
Guaranteed to make your body rock
Check-ch-check-check-check-ch-check it out
What-wha-what-what-what`s it all about
Work-wa-work-work-work-wa-work it out
Let`s turn this motherfuckin` party out
Said, "doc what`s the condition
I`m a man that`s on a mission"
Said, "son, you`d better listen
Stuck in your ass
Is an electrician"
Like a scientist
Mmmm when i`m applying this
Method of controlling my mind
Like einstein and the rappin` duke combined
Hey baby bubba now what the deal
I didn`t know you go for that mass appeal
Some call it salugi
Some hot potato
I stole your mic and you won`t see it later
Cause i work magic like a magician
I add up like a mathematician
I`m a bank cashier
Engineer
I wear cotton but i don`t wear sheer
Shazam and abracadabra
In the whip i`m gonna cruise past ya
Yo money, don`t chump yourself
Put that shit back on the shelf
Light rays blazin`
You`re out of phase
And my crews amazin`
We`re working on the record yo
So stay patient
Check-ch-check-check-check-ch-check it out
What-wha-what-what-what`s it all about
Work-wa-work-work-work-wa-work it out
Let`s turn this motherfuckin` party out
Check-ch-check-check-check-ch-check it out
What-wha-what-what-what`s it all about
Work-wa-work-work-work-wa-work it out
Let`s turn this motherfuckin` party out
Now, i go by the name of the king adrock
I don`t wear a cup nor a jock
I bring the shit that`s beyond bizarre
Like miss piggy
Who moi
I am the one with the clientele.
You say, "adrock, you rock so well"
I`ve got class like pink champale
Mca grab the mic before the mic goes stale
Don`t test me
They can`t arrest me
I`ll fake right cross-over and shoot lefty
You look upset, yo calm down
You look like cable guy dunked off of your crown
I flow like smoke out a chimney
You never been me
You wanna rap but what you`re making ain`t hip hop b
Get your clothes right out the dryer
Put armor all up on your tire
Sport that fresh attire
Tonight we goin` out set the town on fire
Set the town ablaze
Gonna stun and amaze
Ready to throw a craze
Make your granny shake her head
And say, "those were the days"
Check-ch-check-check-check-ch-check it out
What-wha-what-what-what`s it all about
Work-wa-work-work-work-wa-work it out
Let`s turn this motherfuckin` party out
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