Yo what the schnitzel we're back   Shit's getting duller and duller and that's a fact   I don't care what you heard or care what you seen   I swear it wasn't me in Bear magazine   Because I'm not that hairy oh contrary   I go with the flow though the tempo varies   So twist the cap and pop the cork   My name's Adrock made in New York      Oh word?      What the ponytail, I don't eat snail   I'll steal your keys and then I'll check your mail   'Cause I'm the creepy crawler that be crawling your walls   And I'm the shot caller when it comes to shot calls   And I'll be rockin' parties from block to block   And block party to party the neighborhoods on lock   So hide your eyes, wait, I saw you looking   The name's MCS made in downtown Brooklyn      Oh word?      Yo what the parsley, parsley to the teeth   I'm a rhyme style writer you're a rhyme style thief   I may be paranoid you tried to fade me   Here's a song for you "Lady"   Make you bug out like you don't know what to do   Your momma says "shame on you"   When you're dancing with your crew   So get that poor chicken up off your fork   My name's Mike D made in New York      Oh word?      Yo what the talafel you gotta get up awful   Early to fool Mr. Furley   And that's word to Aunt Shirley and you could   Stick your head in the toilet give yourself a swirley   Listen up biters go please stop   While I'm politicin' at Murray's Cheese Shop   Believe what you heard when you talk   My name is Adrock made in New York      Oh word?   What the phone booth word to hair moose   You're on the corner and you're selling a hog's tooth   Don't mean to dis but I've got to point out   The hogs tooth belong inside the hog's mouth   Like Ernest Shackleton said to Ord Lees   I'll have dog pemmican with my tea   Now pass the wok 'cause I'm cookin'   The names MCS made in Downtown Brooklyn      Oh word?      Yo, what the doofus, say good night   You're Snidely Whiplash I'm Dudley Do-you-right   Times are off the hinges leave your 2 way at the door   We're all up the creek a long way from shore   Not walking around looking to get you cake   The D is for Diamonds not for Drakes   This not a fantasy and I'm not Mr. O'Rourke   The name's Mike D made in New York      Oh word?