Hold It Now - Hit It! Lyrics

Now I chill real ill when I start to chill
     When I fill my pockets with a knot of dollar bills
     Sipping pints of ale out the window sill
     When I get my fill I'm chilly chill
     Now I just got home because I'm out on bail
     What's the time? - it's time to buy ale
     Peter eater - parking meter all of the time
     If I run out of ale - it's Thunderbird wine
     Miller drinking - chicken eating - dress so fly
     I got friends in high places that are keeping me high
     Dow with Mike D. and it ain't no hassle
     Got the ladies of the eighties from here to White Castle

     (chorus) Hold it now - hit it!

     M.C. - Adam Yauch in the place to be
     And all the girls are on me cause I'm down with Mike D.
     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
     Around the way is where I'm from
     And I'm from Manhattan and I'm not a bum
     Because you're pud-slapping, ball-flapping - got that juice
     My name's Mike D. and I can do that Jerry Lewis

     (repeat chorus)

     Hip-hop, body rockin' - doing the do
     Beer drinking, breath stinking, sniffing glue
     Belly flipping, always illing, busting caps
     My name's Mike D. and I write my own snaps
     I'm a peep-show seeking on the forty-deuce
     I'm a killer at large and I'm on the loose
     Pistol packing, Monkey drinking, no money bum
     I come from Brooklyn 'cause that's where I'm from
     Cheap-skate, perpetrating - money hungry jerk
     Everyday I drink a "O.E." and I don't go to work
     You drippy nose knuckle-head - you're we behind the ears
     You like men - and we like beer.

     (repeat chorus)

     King of the Ave. with the Def female
     You're rhyming and stealin' with the freshest ale
     Cooling at the crib watching my TV
     Ed Norton - Ted Knight - and Mr. Ed
     Pump it up homeboy - just don't stop
     Chef Boy-ar-dee cooling on the pot
     I take no slack cause I got the knack
     And I'm never dusting out cause I torch that crack
     The King Adrock - that is my name
     And you're drinking Moet - we got the champagne
     A quarter dropping - going shopping buying wigs
     Surgeon general cut professor - D.J. Thigs

     (repeat chorus)