[Mike D yells]
AAAAAH!

[Mike D, MCA, Ad Rock]
Rolling down the hill, snowballing getting bigger
Explosion in the chamber, the hammer from the trigger
I seen him get stabbed, I watched the blood spill out
He had more cuts than my man Chuck Chillout
24 is my age and 22 is my gauge
I’m writing rhymes on a page, and going up in a rage
‘Cause I’m out on a mission, a stolen car mission
Had a small problem with the transmission
3 on the tree in the middle of the night
I have this steak on my head ’cause I got into a fist fight
Life comes in phases take the good with the bad
You bought the coins on the street and you know you got had
Because it’s all high spirit, you know you got to hear it
Don’t touch the mic baby don’t come near it
It’s gonna getcha, it’s gonna getcha
It’s gonna getcha girl, it’s gonna getcha

Looking down the barrel of a gun, son of gun
Son of a bitch getting paid getting rich
Ultra violence be running through my head
Cold medina y’all, making me see red
Rapid fire Louie like Rambo got bullets
I’m a die harder like my kid Bruce Willis
I love girlies, waxing and milking
Coordinating shit is my man Dave Scilken
Predetermined destiny is who I am
You got your finger on the trigger like the Son of Sam
I am like Clockwork Orange, going off on the town
I’ve got homeboys bonanza to beat your ass down
Well I’m mad at my desk and I’ll be writing all curse words
Expressing my aggressions through my schizophrenic verse words
You’re a headless chicken chasin, a sucker free basin
Looking for a fist to put your face in
Well get hip get hip, don’t slip ya knuckle heads
Racism is schism on the serious tip

You Can’t, You Won’t And You Don’t Stop
Mike D Come On And Rock The Sure Shot

I’ve Got The Brand New Doo-Doo Guaranteed Like Yoo Hoo
I’m On Like Dr John, Yeah Mr Zu Zu
I’m A Newlywed, Not A Divorcee
And Everything I Do Is Funky Like Lee Dorsey
Well, It’s The Taking Fo Pelham, One, Two, Three
If You Want A Doodoo Rhyme Then Come See Me
I’ve Got The Savior Faire With The Unique Rhyme And
I Keep It On And On, It’s Never Quitting Time And
Strictly Hand Held Is The Style I Go
Never Rock The Mic With The Panty Hose
I Strap On My Ear Goggles And I’m Ready To Go
‘Cause At The Boards Is The Man They Call The Mario
Pull Up At The Function And You Know I Kojak
To All The Party People That Are On My Bozak
I’ve Got More Action Than My Man John Woo
And I’ve Got Mad Hits Like I Was Rod Crew

You Can’t, You Won’t And You Don’t Stop
Ad Rock Come And Rock The Sure Shot

Hurricane Will Cross Fade On Your Ass And Bust Your Ear Drums
Listen Everybody ‘Cause I’m Shifting Gears I’m
Fresh Like Dougie When I Set My Specs And
On The Microphone I Come Correct
Timing Like A Clock When I Rock The Hip Hop
Top Notch Is My Stock On The Soap Box
I’ve Got More Rhymes Than I’ve Got Grey Hairs
And That’s A lot Because I’ve Got My Share
I’ve Got A Hole In My Head And There’s No One To Fix It
Got To Straighten My Thoughts, I’m Thinking Too Much Sick Shit
Everyone Just Takes and Takes, Takes, Takes, Takes
I’ve Got To Step Back, I’ve Got To Contemplate
I’m Like Lee Perry, I’m Very
On Rock The Microphone And Then I’m Gone
I’m Like Vaughn bode, I’m a Cheech Wizard
Never Quitting, So Won’t You Listen

Oh Yes Indeed, It’s Fun Time
‘Cause You Can’t, You Won’t And You Don’t Stop
MCA Come And Rock The Sure Shot

I Want To Say a Little Something That’s Long Overdue
The Disrespect To Women Has Got To Be Through
To All The Mothers And The Sisters A And The Wives And Friends
I Want To Offer My Love And Respect To The End
Well You Say I’m Twenty Something And Should Be Slacking
But I’m Working Harder Than Ever And You Could Call It Macking
So I’m Supposed To Sit Upon My Couch Watching My T.V.
I’m Still Iistening To Wax, I’m Not Using The CD
I’m That Kid In The Corner
All Fucked Up And I Wanna So I’m Gonna
Take A Piece Of The Pie, Why Not, I’m Not Quitting
Think I’m Gonna Change Up My Style Just To Fit In
I Keep My Underwear Up With A Piece Of Elastic
I Use A Bullshit Mic That’s Made Out Of Plastic
To Send My Rhymes Out To All Nations
Like Ma Bell, I’ve Got The Ill Communications

(Chorus)