B Boys Makin With The Freak Freak Lyrics

B Boys Makin With The Freak Freak lyrics

Putting Song 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
I've Got 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

Been Makin' With The Freak Freak, So Unique
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
Cyndy 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