B Boys Makin Lyrics

song lyrics B-Boys Makin With The Freak Freak lyrics Putting Songs Together Ain t No Puzzle Like Yahtzee Sending This Out To K-Rob And Rahmalzee Let Me Introduce Myself On This Cut I m Ad Rock, I m Lit Like A Motherfuck Well, I m Brewing Up Rhymes Like I Was Using A Still Kickin An Old School Flow Like Mike McGill Cause Yauch s On The Upright, The Shit Just Ain t Funny Got Fat Bass Lines Like Russel Simmons Steals Money Got Clientele, You Know I Rock Well And Then You re On My Dick Because I m D.F.L. Yeah, Mike Cause Playing The Bass Is My Favorite Shit I Might Be A Hack On The Stand Up But I m Working At It I Get My Hair Cut Correct Like Anthony Mason Then I Ride The I.R.T. Right Up To Penn Station Penn Station Up On 8th Ave. Listen All Y all You get The Ball Bath He s Got The Savior Faire Because He s Debonair Mike D With The Vinyl With The Grooves So Rare And The Rhymes That We re Are Doo Doo Shit, if it s going to be that kind of a party I m gonna stick my dick in the mashed potatoes Been Makin With The Freak Freak, So Unique I Been Learning From The Elders Now It s Time To Speak Oh That Shit Sounds Nice Mike D Come On And Get It On Y all Talking Shit About A Mile A Minute Put The Wax On The Table And Let The D.J. Spin It Excuse Me Motherfuckers, Can I Beg Your Pardon I m Gonna See The Knicks At Madison Square Garden And Like The Knicks I Got Game Like I Worked At Hasbro On The Mic I Bug, Like I Was Prince Jazzbo The Rhymes Are Stupid To Make You Go Coo-Coo You Can t Sleep Cause You re Little Cindy Loo Hoo Down With The Hurra Since The Raising Hell Tour Just Listen To His Cuts There s No Reason To Tell More Cindy What I Didn t Catch The Last One That Shit Sounded Kinda Nice, But Bust A Fast One Well I m Not Known For My Speed Raps So Grab The Microphone And Cut Out The Claps Ah Yea, I Like That Shit Is Kind Of Rough I ll Grab The Microphone And Fuck It Up I Might Seem Out There, A Little Deranged I ve Got To Cool Off, Catch Me On The Driving Range Well I m The Ladies Choise Like I Was J.J. Evans Legalize The Weed And I ll Say Thank Heavens I m Talking P.G.A. Pro Tour 2 I m Doctor Beppers In My T.V., In My Golfing Shoes Pass Me An Iron And I ll Bust A Chip Shot Then You Throw Me Off The Green Because I m Strictly Hip-Hop I ll Grab The Tee, I ll Tee Off I ll Grab The Golf Clubs And I m Off, I m Audi- So Check Me I ve Got The Timbos On My Toes When I m Not On The Green I ve Got The Costom Made Boots With The Spikey Things I m Working On My Driving Cause I m Going Pro I ve Got The Funky Fly Golf Gear From Head To Toe Yea, The B-Boys Makin With The Freak Freak Mario s Nagging Nonni s About The Pesto Pizza And Then He s On A Mission And He s Checking For Peacha song lyrics