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Ad Rock - Shake Your Rump Live Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Now I rock the house party at the drop of a hat
Yeah, I beat a biter down with an aluminum bat
A lot of people may be Jonesin' 'cause they hear me rock the mic
They'll be staring at the radio
Staying up all night

Like a pimp I'm pimpin'
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, get tough y'all
Routines I bust rhymes I write
I've been busting routines and rhymes all night

Like eating burgers or chicken or you'll be picking your nose
I'm on time homie that's how it goes
You heard the style I think you missed the point
It's the joint

[Verse 2]
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
And I'm chillin' at the beaches down at Club Med
Make another record 'cause the people they want more of this
Consumers they be saying they can find out David Horovitz
Hurricane, you got clout
Other DJ's, he'll put your head out

A puppet on a string I'm paid to sing and rhyme
I do my thing I'm
In the lava lamp inside the brain hotel
I might be freakin' or peakin' but I rock well

The Patty Duke the wrench and then I bust the tango
Got more rhymes than Jamaica's got Mangos
I got the peg leg at the end of a stump-ah!
Shake your rump-ah!

[Bridge]
Full Clout y'all
Full Clout y'all
And when the mic is in my mouth I turn it out y'all
A full Clout

[Verse 3]
Never been dumped because 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
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
Whoo ha got them all in check-ah!
Cause I'm running from the law the press and the parents
Is your name Michael Diamond?
No man, my name'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-ah!
Ahhhh, oohhhhhh

Disco bag schlepping
Disco bag schlepping
Disco bag schlepping
Disco bag schlepping