Yes, yes, y'all - you don't stop
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You keep it on - and shockin' the place
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Well I'm M.C.A. - I got nothing to prove
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Pay attention - my intention is to bust a move
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I drink quarts and cans and bottles and sixes
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Between the turntables keep the vodka and the mixes
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I'm Mike D. - I got the deuces wild
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A list of girlies numbers that I've dialed
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I do the Smurf, the Popeye, and the Jerry Lewis
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I like Bullwinkle but I don't like Moose
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I'm schoolin' in the boys' room - coolin' by the locker
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All the girls in class know that I'm the cool rocker
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Punk in the hall - man I should of oughtta hit him
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Had the fresh rhymes and the kid cold bite 'em
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Smokin' in the boys room is what I do best
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While you were at a party - your girlfriend fessed
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I keep a pistol in my pocket so you better be cautious
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Fly around the world - but it makes me nauseous
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Mike D.'s day off everyday of the week
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I got to the party - and I did the freak
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I got a girl in the Castle and one in the pagoda
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You know I got rhymes like Abe Vigoda
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I'm a Def Manhattan killer - a rhyme driller
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A mike in my hand and a mouth full of Miller
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I got a hat not a visor - I drink Budweiser
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The turntables - up on the drum riser
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The needle's in the groove and the vinyl's on the platter
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I know that I'm fly man there's no need to flatter
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I travel around the globe - it's keeping girlies dizzy
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My name's Mike D. - now watch me get busy y'all
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You're a fake wearin' sucker whose gold got rusted
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Cheaper than a hot dog with no mustard
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You tried to steal my fresh and you got cold busted
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Because your crew's all soft and I'm disgusted
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I'm from downtown from the city of Manhattan
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I got a lotta girlies and not one's cattin'
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My posse's in effect and we're doin' the do
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And we got more rhymes than your damn crew
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Caught you poppin' that weak and you must of been dusted
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Stuck you head in the toilet and stone cold flushed it
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Word.
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Posse In Effect
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