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Yes, yes, y'all - you don't stop 
You keep it on - and shockin' the place 
Well I'm M.C.A. - I got nothing to prove 
Pay attention - my intention is to bust a move 
I drink quarts and cans and bottles and sixes 
Between the turntables keep the vodka and the mixes 
I'm Mike D. - I got the deuces wild 
A list of girlies numbers that I've dialed 
I do the Smurf, the Popeye, and the Jerry Lewis 
I like Bullwinkle but I don't like Moose 
I'm schoolin' in the boys' room - coolin' by the locker 
All the girls in class know that I'm the cool rocker 
Punk in the hall - man I should of oughtta hit him 
Had the fresh rhymes and the kid cold bite 'em 
Smokin' in the boys room is what I do best 
While you were at a party - your girlfriend fessed 
I keep a pistol in my pocket so you better be cautious 
Fly around the world - but it makes me nauseous 
Mike D.'s day off everyday of the week 
I got to the party - and I did the freak 
I got a girl in the Castle and one in the pagoda 
You know I got rhymes like Abe Vigoda 
I'm a Def Manhattan killer - a rhyme driller 
A mike in my hand and a mouth full of Miller 
I got a hat not a visor - I drink Budweiser 
The turntables - up on the drum riser 
The needle's in the groove and the vinyl's on the platter 
I know that I'm fly man there's no need to flatter 
I travel around the globe - it's keeping girlies dizzy 
My name's Mike D. - now watch me get busy y'all 
 
You're a fake wearin' sucker whose gold got rusted 
Cheaper than a hot dog with no mustard 
You tried to steal my fresh and you got cold busted 
Because your crew's all soft and I'm disgusted 
I'm from downtown from the city of Manhattan 
I got a lotta girlies and not one's cattin' 
My posse's in effect and we're doin' the do 
And we got more rhymes than your damn crew 
Caught you poppin' that weak and you must of been dusted 
Stuck you head in the toilet and stone cold flushed it 
Word.