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Hold It Now - Hit It! lyrics

Now I chill real ill when I start to chill
When I fill my pockets with a knot of dollar bills
Sipping pints of ale out the window sill
When I get my fill I m chilly chill
Now I just got home because I m out on bail
What s the time? it s time to buy ale
Peter eater parking meter all of the time
If I run out of ale it s Thunderbird wine
Miller drinking chicken eating dress so fly
I got friends in high places that are keeping me high
Down with Mike D. and it ain t no hassle
Got the ladies of the eighties from here to White Castle

Hold it now - hit it!

M.C. Adam Yauch in the place to be
And all the girls are on me cause I m down with Mike D.
I m down with Mike D. and it ain t no baloney
For real, not phony "O.E." and Rice-a-Roni
I come out at night cause I sleep all day
And I m the King Adrock and he s M.C.A.
Well I m cruising, I m bruising I m never ever losing
I m in my car I m going far and dust is what I m using
Around the way is where I m from
And I m from Manhattan and I m not a bum
Because you re pud-slapping, ball-flapping - got that juice
My name s Mike D. and I can do that Jerry Lewis

[repeat chorus]

Hip-hop, body rockin doing the do
Beer drinking, breath stinking, sniffing glue
Belly flipping, always illing, busting caps
My name s Mike D. and I write my own snaps
I m a peep-show seeking on the forty-deuce
I m a killer at large and I m on the loose
Pistol packing, Monkey drinking, no money bum
I come from Brooklyn cause that s where I m from
Cheap-skate, perpetrating - money hungry jerk
Everyday I drink a "O.E." and I don t go to work
You drippy nose knuckle-head - you re we behind the ears
You like men - and we like beer.

[repeat chorus]

King of the Ave. with the Def female
You re rhyming and stealin with the freshest ale
Cooling at the crib watching my TV
Ed Norton - Ted Knight - and Mr. Ed
Pump it up homeboy just don t stop
Chef Boy-ar-dee cooling on the pot
I take no slack cause I got the knack
And I m never dusting out cause I torch that crack
The King Adrock that is my name
And you re drinking Moet we got the champagne
A quarter dropping going shopping buying wigs
Surgeon general cut professor D.J. Thigs

[repeat chorus]
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