All you trekkies and TV addicts   Don't mean to diss   Don't mean to bring static   All you klingons in the grandma's house      Grab your backstreet friend and get loud   Blowin' doors off hinges   I'll grab you with the pinchers   And no i didn't retire      I'll snatch you up   With the needle nose pliers   Like mutual of omaha   Got the ill boat      You've never seen before   Glidin in the glades   And like lorne greene   You know i get paid      Like caprese and with the basil   Not goofy like darren or hazel   I'm a (WHOOHAAH!) Nick At Night with   Classics rerunnin that you know all right      Now remain calm no alarm   Cause my farm ain't fat   So what's up with that   I've got friends and family that i respect      When i think i'm too good   They put me in check   So believe when i say i'm no better than you   Except when i rap      So i guess it ain't true   Like that y'all and you just don't stop   Guaranteed to make your body rock      Check-ch-check-check-check-ch-check it out   What-wha-what-what-what's it all about    Work-wa-work-work-work-wa-work it out    Let's turn this, turn this party out       Said, "doc what's the condition    I'm a man that's on a mission"    Said, "son, you'd better listen    Stuck in your (WHAT!)   Is an electrician"       Like a scientist    Mmmm when i'm applyin this    Method of controllin my mind       Like einstein and the rappin duke combined    Hey baby bubba now what the deal    I didn't know you go for that mass appeal    Some call it salugi    Some hot potato       I stole your mic and you won't see it later    Cause i work magic like a magician    I add up like a mathematician    I'm a bank cashier    Engineer    I wear cotton but i don't wear sheer       Shazam and abracadabra    In the whip i'm gonna cruise past ya    Yo money, don't chump yourself    Put that (WHAT!) back on the shelf       Light rays blazin    You're out of phase    And my crews amazin    We're working on the record yo    So stay patient       Check-ch-check-check-check-ch-check it out   What-wha-what-what-what's it all about   Work-wa-work-work-work-wa-work it out   Let's turn this, turn this party out       Now, i go by the name of the King Adrock    I don't wear a cup nor a jock    I bring the (WHAT!) that's beyond bizarre    Like miss piggy    Who moi?      I am the one with the clientele    You say, "Adrock, you rock so well"    I've got class like pink champale    Mca grab the mic before the mic goes stale       Don't test me    They can't arrest me    I'll fake right cross-over and shoot lefty    You look upset, yo calm down       You look cable guy dunked off of your crown    I flow like smoke out a chimney    You never been me    You wanna rap but what you're makin ain't hip hop B       Get your clothes right out the dryer    Put armour all up on your tire    Sport that fresshh... attire    Tonight we goin out set the town on fire       Set the town ablaze    Gonna stun and amaze    Ready to throw a craze    Make your granny shake her head    And say, "those were the days"       Check-ch-check-check-check-ch-check it out    What-wha-what-what-what's it all about    Work-wa-work-work-work-wa-work it out    Let's turn this, turn this party out