Hold It Now, Hit It

Hold it now, hit it!

Yo Leroy!Aw yeah, yo yo, yeah

Why don't you do that def jam right about now?

Now I chill real ill when

I start to chill

When I fill my pockets with a knot of dollar bills

Sippin' pints of ale out the window sill

When I get my fill,

I'm chilly chill

And now I just got home because

I'm out on bail

What's the time?

It's time to buy ale!

Peter eater parkin' meter all of the time

If I run out of ale, it's

Thunderbird wine

Miller drinkin', chicken eatin', dress so fly

I got friends in high places that are keepin' me high

Get down with

Mike D and it ain't no hassle

I got the ladies of the eighties from here to

White Castle

Hold it now, hit it!

Yo Leroy!It's my joint it's my, hold it now

It's my rhyme

The now and

T, Adam Yauch in the place to be

And all the girls are on me 'cause

I'm down with

Mike DI'm down with

Mike D, and he ain't no baloney

For real, not phony

O.E. and Rice-a-

RoniI come out at night 'cause

I sleep all day

Well I'm the

King Ad Rock, and he's

MCAWell I'm a-cruisin',

I'm bruisin',

I'm never ever losin'

I'm in my car,

I'm goin' far and dust is what

I'm usin'Around the way is where

I'm fromAnd

I'm from Manhattan and

I'm not a bum

Because you're pud-slappin', ball-flappin', got that juice

My name's

Mike D and

I can do that

Jerry Lewis

Hold it now, hit it!

Yo Leroy!Yo man, that was real def man

Try that again, man

I like that def stuff, boy!

Hip hoppin', body rockin', doin' the do

Beer drinkin', breath stinkin', sniffin' glue

Belly fillin', always illin', bustin' caps

My name's

Mike D and

I write my own snaps

Now I'm a peep-show seekin' on the forty-deuce

I'm a killer at large and

I'm on the loose

Pistol packin', monkey drinkin', no money bum

I come from

Brooklyn 'cause that's where

I'm fromCheap skate, perpetratin', money hungry jerk

Every day

I drink O.

E. and I don't go to work

You drippy nose knucklehead, you're we behind the ears

You like men and we like beers!

Hold it now, hit it

Yo Leroy!Pass that joint on over

Yo man, pass that over here man, all right

King of the

Ave with the def female

You're rhymin' and stealin' with the freshest ale

Coolin' at the crib watchin' my

TVEd Norton,

Ted Knight and

Mr. EdPump it up homeboy, just don't stop

Chef Boyardee coolin' on the pot

I take no slack 'cause

I got the knack

And I'm never dustin' out 'cause

I torch that crack

The King Ad

Rock, that is my name

Y'all's drinkin'

Moet and we got the champagne

A quarter droppin', goin' shoppin' buyin' wigs

Surgeon General cut professor,

D.J. Thigs!

Hold it now, hit it!

Hit it!Hold it now, hit it!

Yo Leroy!