1] Now I the house party at the drop of a hat, Yeah, I beat a biter down with an bat, A lot of people may be Jonesin' 'cause they me rock the mic, They'll be at the radio, up all night. Like a I'm pimpin', Got a to eat shrimp in, Nothing wrong my leg just B-boy limpin'. Got arrested at the Gras for jumping on a float, My man MCA's got a beard like a goat. "Oowah-oowah" is my call, MCA hu-huh, get y'all. I bust rhymes I write, I've been routines and rhymes all night. Like eating or chicken or you'll be picking your nose, I'm on time that's how it goes. You heard the style I you missed the point, the joint. 2] Mike D? Yeah? With bad self running things, What's up with your bad breath, onion I'm Mike D and I'm back from the dead, And I'm chillin' at the beaches down at Med. Make another record 'cause the people want more of this, Consumers they be saying they can find out Horovitz. Hurricane, you got clout. Other DJ's, he'll put your out. A puppet on a string I'm to sing and rhyme, I do my I'm, In the lava lamp the brain hotel, I might be freakin' or peakin' but I well. The Patty Duke the wrench and then I the tango, Got rhymes than Jamaica's got Mangos. I got the peg leg at the end of a stump-ah! Shake rump-ah! Full y'all, Full y'all, And when the mic is in my mouth I it out y'all, A Clout. 3] Never been dumped because I'm the mackinest, Never jumped 'cause I'm known the most packinest. we've got beef chief, We're out teeth chief, And if you don't believe us you should your belief Keith. Sam the butcher bringing Alice the meat, Like Flintstone driving around with bald feet, Should I have sip? Nah, skip it. In the back of the ride and with the whippet, Rope a dookies all around the neck, ha got them all in check-ah! Cause I'm from the law the press and the parents. Is your Michael Diamond? No man, my Clarence. From Manhattan the village, My style is wild and you know that it is, Disco bag schlepping and you're the bump, your rump-ah! Ahhhh, oohhhhhh, bag schlepping, bag schlepping, bag schlepping, bag schlepping.