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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 the fuckin' 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 yezz got the ill boat you've never seen before gliding in the glades and like lorne greene i get fecking paid like caprese and with the basil not goofy like darren or hazel i'm a hoo ha ha 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 mothafuckin' 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 WOOT, 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,turn this 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,turn this party out.