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, Yea Mr Zu Zu
I´m A Newlywed, Not A Divorcee
And Everything I Do Is Funky Like Lee Dorsey
Well, It´s The Taking of the 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
´Couse 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 Carew

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 ´Couse 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 Alot 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 Sisters 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)