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LYRICS

3 The Hard Way

Fresh dressed 'cause I shop at Modell's
Deep in Brooklyn I ride the elevated trains.
Used to ride the D to beat the morning bell
at Edward R. Morrow at 1600 Avenue L.
We be grillin' cheese and flippin' flapjacks
With the diamond stylus yo we're cutting wax.
We're the super elastic bubble plastic.
Got ethereal material that's straight up classic.
You try to vex reject but you should respect,
or we'll have JC send you out a Fed Ex.
So don't start to flex up in the discotheque
or we'll make you extinct (like a) tyrannosaurus rex.

WE'RE GONNA ROCK THIS MOTHERFUCKER LIKE 3 THE HARD WAY

Your rhyme technique, it is antique.
To all my heads all over the world: Qu'est-ce-que tu fabriques?
Que cosa fai? Come sta e? Ho fato molte telefonate.
Oops gotcha clutch like Plazza.
Sneak between the sheets so hide like matzoh.
Holler back challah bread... next.
We are the crew who put the crew in Cruex.
I can see that Def Jam doesn't recognize me.
I'm Mike D, the one who put the satin in your panties.
Time to count MC's in this place to be.
Not 5 not 4 not 2 just 3

WE'RE GONNA ROCK THIS MOTHERFUCKER LIKE 3 THE HARD WAY

Round-house kick the mic out your hand.
Drunken Mantis, my name brand.
So if you're slick with the tricks and the slight of hand,
I'm hip to the shit that you're trying to scam.
Gnip Gnop, I got shit to pop.
I'm an exceptional professional that just don't stop.
So pack up your bag and your mic and don't wait.
E.T. phone home, now get the fuck out my face.
You know we shake'em, bake'em, then we take'em.
Treat MC's like leaves, go out and rake'em.
If you sell our CD's on Canal before we make'em.
then we will have no other alternative but to serve you
on a platter like Steak-umm.

WE'RE GONNA ROCK THIS MOTHERFUCKER LIKE 3 THE HARD WAY