Shake Your Rump

Album: Paul's Boutique (1989)
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  • Now I rock a house party at the drop of a hat (yeah)
    I beat a biter down with an aluminum bat
    (A lot of people they be jonesin' just to hear me rock the mic)
    They'll be staring at the radio
    (Staying up all night)
    So like a pimp (I'm pimpin')
    I got a boat to (eat shrimp in)
    Nothing wrong with my leg just B-boy limpin'
    (Got arrested at the Mardi Gras for jumping on a float)
    (My man MCA's got a beard like a billy goat)
    Oowah oowah is my disco call
    (MCA) hu-huh, I'm gettin' rope y'all
    Routines, (I bust) and the rhymes (that I write)
    And I'll be busting routines and rhymes all night
    Like eating burgers or chicken or you'll be picking your nose, man
    I'm on time, homie, that's how it goes
    You heard my style, I think you missed the point
    It's the joint

    Mike D (yeah?) With your bad self running things
    (What's up?) with your bad breath onion rings
    (Well I'm Mike D and I'm back from the dead)
    (Chillin' at the beaches down at Club Med)
    Make another record 'cause the people they want more of this
    Suckers they be saying they can take out Adam Horovitz
    Hurricane (you got clout)
    (Other DJ's he'll take your head out)
    A puppet on a string I'm paid to sing (or rhyme)
    Or do my thing I'm
    In a lava lamp inside my brain hotel
    I might be peakin' or freakin' but I rock well
    The Patty Duke Show, the Wrench (and then I bust the tango)
    Got more rhymes than Jamaica got Mango
    I got the peg leg at the end of my stump-a
    Shake your rump

    A full clout y'all
    A full clout y'all
    And when the mic is in my mouth I turn it out y'all
    A full clout

    Never been dumped ('cause I'm the most mackinest)
    Never been jumped ('cause I'm known the most packinest)
    Yeah, we've got beef, chief
    We're knocking out teeth, chief
    And if you don't believe us you should question your belief, Keith
    I'm like Sam the butcher bringing Alice the meat
    (Like Fred Flintstone driving around with bald feet)
    Should I have another sip? (Nah, skip it)
    In the back of the ride (and bust with the whippet)
    Rope-a-dope dookies all around the neck
    Woo-ha got them all in check
    (Running from the law the press and the parents)
    Is your name Michael Diamond?
    (No mine's Clarence)
    From downtown (Manhattan) the village
    My style is wild and you know that it still is
    Disco bag schlepping and you're doing the bump
    Shake your rump-a Writer/s: Adam Horovitz, Adam Nathaniel Yauch, John Robert King, Matt Dike, Michael Louis Diamond, Michael S. Simpson
    Publisher: BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

Comments: 1

  • Moosehead from Scincrebible. this entire album has no skippable songs. each is a classic. get me a fleetwood!
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