Riddle me this brother can you handle it   Your style to my style you can't hold a candle to it   Equinox symmetry and the balance is right   Smokin' and drinkin' on a Tuesday night   It's not how you play the game it's how you win it   I cheat and steal and sin and I'm a cynic   For those about to rock we salute you   The dirty thoughts for dirty minds we contribute to   I once was lost but now I'm found   The music washes over and you're one with the sound   Who shall inherit the earth the meek shall   I think I'm starting to peak now Al   From S.S. Decontrol and the man upstairs I hope that he cares   If I had a penny for my thoughts I'd be a millionaire   We're just 3 M.C.'s and we're on the go   SHADRACH MESACH ABEDNAGO   Only 24 hours in a day   Only 12 notes a man can play   Music for all and not just one people   And now we're gonna bust with the Putney Swope sequel   More Adidas sneakers that a plumber got pliers   Got more suites that Jacoby & Meyers   If not for my vices my bugged out desires   My year would be good just like Goodyear's tires   So I'm out pickin' pockets at the Atlantic Antic   And nobody wants to hear you cause your rhymes are so frantic   I mix business with pleasure way too much   I mean wine and women and song and such   I don't get blue I gotta mean red streak   You don't pay the band your friends and that's weak   Get even like Steven like pulling a Rambo   SHADRACH MESACH ABEDNAGO   Steal from the rich and I'm out robbing banks   Give to the poor and I always give thanks   Got more stories that J.D. Salinger   I hold the title and you are the challenger   I've got money like Charles Dickens   Got the girlies in the Couple like the Colonel's got the chickens   Always go out dapper like Harry S. Truman   I'm madder than Mad's Alfred E. Newman   *Never gonna let them say that I don't love you*   My noggin is hoggin all kinds of thoughts   Adam Yoggin is Yauch and he's rockin of course   Smoke the holy chalice got my own religion   Rally round the stage and check the funky dope musicians   Jerry Lee Swaggert or Jerry Lee Falwell   You love Mario Andretti cause he always drives his car well   Vicious circle of reality since the day you were born   And we love the hot butter on what the popcorn   Sippin on wine and mackin   Rockin on the stage with all the hands clappin   Ride the wave of fate it don't ride me   *Being very proud to be an M.C.*   And the man upstairs I hope that he cares   If I had a penny for my thoughts I'd be a millionaire   Amps and crossovers under my rear hood   The bass is bumpin from the back of my Fleetwood Brougham D'Elegance   They tell us what to do hell no   SHADRACH MESACH ABEDNAGO