Das EFX - Mic Checka Lyrics

Riggidy-raow, ziggidy gadzuks, here I go, so
Fliggedy-flame on, geronimo, yo
I biggedy-burn riggedy-rubber when I blabber great
I miggedy-make the Wonder Twins deactivate
It's crazy, I'm biggedy-breakin' backs and bustin' lips
I friggedy-freaked Gladys Knight and those freakin' Pips
Shrimps, I miggedy-make enough noise like Bamm-Bamm
Throw boulders from Bedrock you'll get dropped, I slam man
So check it
I riggedy-wreck it quick, aw shucks
I giddedy-got the big ducks like Daddy Warbucks or Anna
I riggedy-rocked the coca-cabana
Banana split
"Ha-too", spit, so sit
I friggedy-freak it from here to Bangladesh
I riggedy-rippin' flesh plus I get fresh like this
Swish, swiggedy-swooshed kid, you'll get it done
Scorched(?) for fun, I riggedy-rhyme like no one
I biggedy-bum riggedy-rush chiggedy-chumps, I'm savage
I shake them up and down like the Down Jones Average
I'm cocky, like Rocky, I biggedy-bangs the best
So tiggedy-tell your friend, chump, 'cause here comes Das EFX (yeah)

Microphone checka, micro, microphone checka (yeah, nah I'm sayin'?)
Microphone checka, micro, microphone checka (Krazy Drayzy on the mic)
Microphone checka, micro, microphone checka (now I'm in the house with book, nah I'm sayin'?)
Microphone checka, micro, microphone checka (that's my partner in crime, nah I'm sayin'?)
Microphone checka, micro, microphone checka (yo who in the bathroom?)
Microphone checka, micro, microphone checka (the book's about to come on now, nah I'm sayin' so put a mic check)
Microphone checka, micro, microphone checka (yo, Das EFX in the house)
Microphone checka, one, two, checka (yo, check it, uh)

A-higgedy-hoy there matey, um, I giggedy-gots to flow
My Saturday nights are liver than Joe Piscopo
So yo, siggedy-save the bait for Charlie Tuna
See I be the boogie banger, like Esiason's the Boomer
I'm higgedy-hots to trot, I giggedy-gots the motts
Jewels plus dreads, so toots, call me Goldilocks
I ciggedy-catch the scoop from Peter Jennings
Do a spin like the mag and I slide like Peggy Fleming
Or a smiggedy-smack a fag and yoke 'em up until he squeals
I Hawiian punched the Captain and now I'm maxing with Tenille
I piggedy-pack steel, I got a big gun
I'm freaking the track from Brooklyn, yo, 'cause Brooklyn's where I'm from

Microphone checka, micro, microphone checka (yeah, you know I'm sayin'?)
Microphone checka, micro, microphone checka (that's my man, he got the boogie bag uh? word up)
Microphone checka, micro, microphone checka (nah I'm sayin', my man, yeah, mic check, mic check yeah)
Microphone checka, micro, microphone checka (yeah, Das EFX)

(Wassup? Who wanna battle?)
(Mic check, mic check)
(Yo, in the house)
Ooh wee

Tiggedy-time to get buck wild
Call me Butterfingers, 'cause I dippedy-drop um, 'nough styles
Iggedy eeny meeny miney moe
Shiggedy-bop, bap I'll snatch a rapper by his toe
Yo, I riggedy-write my pages when I figgedy-feel the flavor
I fliggedy-fly the friendly skies, so now I be a sky pager
Le Pew, I friggedy-freaked the funka
The rough Nestle Cruncher, word to Arch Bunker
Give me the mic and I'll liggedy-light it up like Uncle Fester
Microphone checka, one, two checka, oh yes sir
I tiggedy take no shorts, I'm not the fella
I can even act, "Stella (who?), Stella (who?)"
Yo Stella, here ciggedy-comes the bum rush, mayday
No Static, I niggedy-knows more kids than um, Bebe
So higgedy-hey hey hey not Dwayne but I got props
I biggedy-bust rhymes like Slick Rick busts shots
So when I friggedy-freaks the funk, I'll be the ill funk freaka
I stiggedy-stole an apple from this bum named Bonita
So riggedy-rub-a-dub I got the lip to make ya flip
Bustin' heads with Erik Sherman and my man Parish Smith

Microphone checka, micro, microphone checka (ayo, yo mic check)
Microphone checka, micro, microphone checka (yo, Das EFX in the house nah I'm sayin'?)
Microphone checka, micro, microphone checka (yo)
Microphone checka, micro, microphone checka (yo, the Brooklyn Reverse is in the house)
Microphone checka, micro, microphone checka (yo, it's that time nah I'm sayin'?)
Mic, micro, microphone checka (straight out the sewer, word up)
Microphone checka, micro, microphone checka (do it, sewage, you knew it)
Microphone checka, one, two, checka (yeah, check it out, uh)

Ah hum
Kiggedy-kiss my grits, check the jingle
I diggedy-don't bruise but snooze like Rip Van Winkle
So twinkle, twinkle, twinkle little star
I sliggedy-slam dunk like Kareem Abdul-Jabbar
Numbskull, I piggedy-pump up like Reebok Pumps
I friggedy-freak the stuff that makes a camel lose his humps, chumps
So wiggedy-where's the beef, um chief?
He figgedy-fits the mold like the gold that's on his teeth
I rocks 'em, I socks 'em, I drops 'em, ah-choo
So riggedy-ready sit down, hut one, hut two
I diggedy dot my i's, and cross my tiggedy-t's, bro
I swiggedy-swing more action than Hawaii Five-O

Microphone checka, micro, microphone checka (so, yo we out, you know what I'm sayin'?)
Microphone checka, micro, microphone checka (word up, mic check, mic check)
Microphone checka, micro, microphone checka (yo, yo, you hear me?)
Microphone checka, micro, microphone checka (oh aight, yeah, yo we out)
Microphone checka, micro, microphone checka (back to lab you know I'm sayin'? We out)
Microphone checka, micro, microphone checka (Das EFX, naughty north)
Microphone checka, micro, microphone checka (aight)
Microphone checka, one, two checka (mic check, bring you Krazy in the house)
Microphone checka, micro, microphone checka (the Bronx in the house)
Microphone checka, micro, microphone checka (the Bronx in the house)
Microphone checka, micro, microphone checka (what? yeah, out)
Microphone checka, one, two checka (yeah, mic check)
Mic, micro, microphone checka (straight from the sewer, straight from the sewer)
Microphone checka, micro, microphone checka (stink, stink, I stink like manure)
Microphone checka, micro, microphone checka (I smoke once daily)
Microphone checka, one, two checka (ch'yeah, I got more check like Alvin Ailey)
Microphone checka, one, two checka (on the mic eh, yo waddup?)
(Mic check, yo, we out, yeah)
(Aight)