Crazy Ass Shit

On and on to the break of dawn On and on to the break of dawn On and on to the break of dawn On and on to the break of dawn Now let me introduce myself, I'm Adrock No matter what you order, well, I got it in stock The doody rhyme thing, well, we got it on lock Top off the look with the Argyle sock Take it from me now, I'm gonna give it all I got I take a licking, still tick-tick-tock But smoked salmon ain't old school lox I go to Peter Brady and I buy Greg's sox It's Mike on the mic and I'm known to please Stinky nasty like the head cheese Caps, gowns, honorary degrees Rhymes fresh pressed like '83 Lees You can't stop, you got to keep on You can't stop, you got to keep on I mean that's all I got, except I've just got... Even Michael Diamond him never learn Atop him head, him have a curly perm Tissue up my nose and my dick's in a cast I don't wanna talk about it, past is past All you crusty punks that are into Crass Go and take a shower and wash that ass We rock nonstop here in New York City Sweet on the mic, looking so damn pretty Served by me, well, it must feel shitty Weird thing to say here, it goes tough titty I've got rhymes in a pitcher and it's time to pour I'm at the tee and I'm screaming "Fore!" Hit into your party as I declare war Roberta Peterson's got a spine like a dinosaur You can't stop, you got to keep on You can't stop, you got to keep on You can't stop, you got to keep on On and on to the break of dawn Brass monkey, you're the funky Brass monkey, you're the funky Brass monkey, you're the funky Brass monkey, you're the funky monkey