The Mastery - Battle of the Century lyrics
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Sipping (x3)
Sipping pints of ale out the window sill
When I get my fill I'm chilly chill
Sipping pints of ale out the window sill
when i get, out the, out the window sill
Peter eater parking meter all of the time
If I run out of ale it's Thunderbird wine
Down with Mike D. and it ain't no hassle
Got the ladies of the eighties from here to White Castle
School girl sleazy with a classy kinda sassy
Little skirt hanging way up her knee
There were three young ladies in a school gym locker
And I find there were looking at D
School girl sleazy with a classy kinda sassy
Little skirt hanging way up her knee
There were three young ladies in a school gym locker
And I find there were looking at D
I was a high school loser never made it with a lady
Till the boys told me something i miss
Then my next door neighbor
Had a daughter, had a favor
And I gave the girl a little kiss, like this
high school loser never made it with a lady
Till the boys told me something i miss
Then my next door neighbor
Had a daughter, had a favor
And I gave the girl a little kiss, like this
high school loser never made it with a lady (x3)
Till the boys told me something
from here to White Castle
oh I'm sorry i had the turntable at the wrong speed
sipping, m.c. adam (x3)
M.C. Adam Yauch in the place to be
And all the girls are on me cause I'm down with Mike D.
Miller drinking chicken eating dress so fly
I got friends in high places that are keeping me high
cruising, I'm bruising I'm never ever losing
I'm in my car I'm going far and dust is what I'm using
Around the way is where I'm from
Because you're pud-slapping, ball-flapping - got that juice
My name's Mike D. and I can do that Jerry Lewis
I'm down with Mike D. and it ain't no baloney
For real, not phony "O.E." and Rice-a-Roni
I come out at night 'cause I sleep all day
And I'm the King Adrock and he's M.C.A.
Well I'm cruising, I'm bruising I'm never ever losing
I'm in my car I'm going far and dust is what I'm using
Well, I'm Not Coming Out Goofy Like The Fruit Of The Loom Guys
Just Strutting Like The Meters With The Look-ka Py Py
'Cause Downtown Brooklyn Is Where I Was Born
but When The Snow Is Falling, Then I'm Gone
You Might Think That I'm A Fanatic
A Phone Call From Utah And I'm Throwing A Panic
But We Break It From The Root When We Kick It On Down
Jimmy Smith Is My Man, I Want To Give Him A Pound
I kick it root down
I put my root down (x2)
So how we gonna kick it
Gonna kick it root down (x3)
Gonna break it on down
Gonna kick it root down
It's not a put down
I put my foot down
And then I make some love, I put my root down
Like sweetie pie by the stone alliance
Everybody knows I'm known for dropping science
I'm electric like dick hyman
I guess you'd expect to catch the crew rhymin'
Never let you down with the stereo sound
So Mike, get on the mic and turn it out
We're talking root down, I put my boot down
And if you want to battle me, you're putting loot down
I said root down, it's time to scoot down
I'm a step up to the mic in my goose down
Come up representing from the upper west
Money makin' putting me to the test
Sometimes I feel as though I've been blessed
Because I'm doing what i want so I never rest
Well, I'm not coming out goofy like the fruit of the loom guys
Just strutting like the meters with the look-ka py py
'Cause downtown brooklyn is where I was born
But when the snow is falling, then i'm gone
You might think that I'm a fanatic
A phone call from utah and I'm throwing a panic
But we break it from the root when we kick it on down
Jimmy smith is my man, I want to give him a pound
I kick it root down
I put my root down (x2)
So how we gonna kick it
Gonna kick it root down (x3)
Gonna break it on down
Gonna kick it root down
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