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Spam (Acapella)

Milk & AdRock
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4, 2, 2, 4, 2, 2 4 And 3 and 2 and 1 4 And 3 and 2 and 1 What up? 1 (1) 2 (2) 3 (3) 4 (4) Who's this white boy knockin at my door? Well it's the King Ad-Rock and I'm a goddamn fool Don't give a fuck about the golden rule Because you know I get fly, I'm high, I'm gone Listen all y'all because my word is fuckin bond I'm the Milk, man I got game like Ewing I work real hard like Oakley be doin Mr. 23 couldn't dunk on me Here's a knee to the ribs, my bad foul 3 Well it's the high pitched brothers from the East coast Rappin on a mic and givin y'all the most Cause I'm the host of disaster, master of shock You all want a piece of Milk and Ad-Rock Yeah, everybody knows that Milk's no killer But you might catch a headbutt like Reggie Miller I yam what I yam, that's all that I am But what I ain't is spam, damn Spam ain't the move it's imitation Ham, ham is pork and the pork is spam Kinda like a pig and that ain't my style Two emcees you know we're versatile So why don't you grab the mic and just rock for a while Milk's the name I use, I don't smoke booze I'm down to catch a bump and a bruise But I won't slit my wrist, if I get dissed I drink a quart then I take a long piss Well it's the Intergalactic Connection with the Rhythm Section And I like direction so (get out of my locker) I built my house on my DJ's cuts I'm Wilt the Stilt because I bust a million nuts Check, I'm unpredictable like the nickname Starks When I wreck mic all you see is Milk sparks Fire, my voice gets higher and higher You said I'm not the man you god damn liar Well it's nice to be back in the M-I-X I'm makin all the suckers say "My God what's next" Because I'm on some other type of shit that's odd But I got a hook for all of y'all and it's Spam ain't the move it's imitation Ham, ham is pork and the pork is spam Kinda like a pig and that ain't my style Two emcees you know we're versatile So why don't you grab the mic and just rock for a while Check it out y'all, check it, check it out Check it out y'all, check it, check it out Mister Officer, this is all very unfortunate But he made a mistake and he's sorry We're not going to have any more trouble Yes, yes, he was always a lovely boy Well 1 (1) 2 (2) 3 (3) 4 (4) Who's that black guy knockin on my door? It's the M to the I to the L to the K I'll split your girl when it's time to hit the hay Spit in the crowd and curse at the ref Scream on the mic till you all go deaf I'll put a smile on your face from ear to ear Make a young lady wanna shake their rear Because I got raps, I kick so snaps When it comes to rhymin I never hold back I hate a sucker boy in a skirt and shirt Tryin to act hard but it just don't work You better step left or you might get hurt Punched in the face and kicked in the dirt Well I'm Earl or Pearl Monroe and I'm on the go When I get my flow you know, I'm gone But you can't catch me with your fuckin raps gee Cause I'm the man, you know I'm never ever no Spam ain't the move it's imitation Ham, ham is pork and the pork is spam Kinda like a pig and that ain't my style Two emcees you know we're versatile So why don't you grab the mic and just rock for a while Check it out y'all, check it, check it out Check it out y'all, check it, check it out