Up & Adam

(scratching) Y'all know the name! Adam WarRock! Ain't a damn thing changed (scratching) Y'all know the name! Adam WarRock! And he's at it again [Adam WarRock] [Verse 1] Don't you love the way that music fills your soul? Got me walking through the city in my Superman pose I keep my stereo blasting let the area bask in Adam's sass to keep reality whole You can call it a comeback Or retro-continuity Cause now that i've rebooted Ain't nothing you can do to me As long as fans keep listening I'm positioning, ready to battle villains In any local community So when you're feeling down and out in your day Just pump up the latest Adam WarRock tape Each beat bumps the thickest Each rhyme spit the sickest And ruckus is spinning records And scratching them with the quickness So back to business As demonos' terror reigns The villain thinks his victory is winning the game Cause in battles this is how the music doesn't pretend Cause the love hand is greater Than the hate hand, my friend [Hook] X 2 Up in the sky Is it a bird or a plane? Nah, it's Adam WarRock Ain't a damn thing changed Holding the mic All the people are saying Hey look, he's up and at 'em And he's at it again [Verse 2] You can't convince The culture to a single entity in history Born out the late nineteen seventies And while society used to be segregated Even earlier decades have the echoes Of rap relations Performers used to be mainly missiles[?] With black faces promoted by wack races Patrolling the back stages But minimum class wages took Parties that had breakers And played all the wack shaping Their music to rap aces And sneakers with fat laces And gangsters with straps pacing And artists with rap tapes In the back of their cap stations And now it's playing on every radio Rap station and selling out packed places Uniting cultures and races When Adam's passing over Germany or Japan The rappers ask the crowd to start Waving their hands Then the breakers pop and locking Djs rewind the record With the bombers tagging "Adam WarRock" In every sector [Hook] X 2 Up in the sky Is it a bird or a plane? Nah, it's Adam WarRock Ain't a damn thing changed Holding the mic All the people are saying Hey look, he's up and at 'em And he's at it again [Verse 3] I spit the simple rhymes The super scientific rhymes So people won't forget me Don't you feel it Like the simple minds Knocked to orbit Now i'm back on my feet Flying back into battle Got me back on the street It's the return of the Jedi Yet i keep rocking Show stopping To knock it out Every stereo popping Cause in music Whatever means We use to an end The creation has the power To help broken spirits mend That's why we do it For the love down to the core of it Suckas they be thinking they can take out Adam More of this[?] But can call me AdRock Rock for the have-nots And when i spit the sickest Ad hoc for every rap block So tell 'em Adam's ready, nation And that everyone reporting his demise Was greatly exaggerated So to all you dearly planets Hold your pad and your pen As the world stops to listen Adam's bout to speak again [Hook] X 2 Up in the sky Is it a bird or a plane? Nah, it's Adam WarRock Ain't a damn thing changed Holding the mic All the people are saying Hey look, he's up and at 'em And he's at it again (scratching) Y'all know the name Adam WarRock Ain't a damn thing changed (scratching) Y'all know the name Adam WarRock And he's at it again