Up & Adam

(scratching)
Y'all know the name!
Adam WarRock!
Ain't a damn thing changed

(scratching)
Y'all know the name!
Adam WarRock!
And he's at it again

[Verse 1]
Don't you love the way that music fills your soul?
Got me walking through the city in my Superman pose
I keep my stereo blasting let the area bask in
Adam's sass to keep reality whole
You can call it a comeback
Or retro-continuity
Cause now that I've rebooted
Ain't nothing you can do to me
As long as fans keep listening
I'm positioning, ready to battle villains
In any local community
So when you're feeling down and out in your day
Just pump up the latest Adam WarRock tape
Each beat bumps the thickest
Each rhyme spit the sickest
And ruckus is spinning records
And scratching them with the quickness
So back to business
As Demonos' terror reigns
The villain thinks his victory is winning the game
Cause in battles this is how the music doesn't pretend
Cause the love hand is greater
Than the hate hand, my friend

[Chorus] X 2
Up in the sky
Is it a bird or a plane?
Nah, it's Adam WarRock
Ain't a damn thing changed
Holding the mic
All the people are saying
Hey look, he's up and at 'em
And he's at it again

[Verse 2]
You can't convince
The culture to a single entity in history
Born out the late nineteen seventies
And while society used to be segregated
Even earlier decades have the echoes
Of rap relations
Performers used to be mainly missiles[?]
With black faces promoted by wack races
Patrolling the back stages
But minimum class wages took
Parties that had breakers
And played all the wack shaping
Their music to rap aces
And sneakers with fat laces
And gangsters with straps pacing
And artists with rap tapes
In the back of their cap stations
And now it's playing on every radio
Rap station and selling out packed places
Uniting cultures and races
When Adam's passing over
Germany or Japan
The rappers ask the crowd to start
Waving their hands
Then the breakers pop and locking
Djs rewind the record
With the bombers tagging
"Adam WarRock"
In every sector

[Chorus] X 2
Up in the sky
Is it a bird or a plane?
Nah, it's Adam WarRock
Ain't a damn thing changed
Holding the mic
All the people are saying
Hey look, he's up and at 'em
And he's at it again

[Verse 3]
I spit the simple rhymes
The super scientific rhymes
So people won't forget me
Don't you feel it
Like the simple minds
Knocked to orbit
Now I'm back on my feet
Flying back into battle
Got me back on the street
It's the return of the Jedi
Yet I keep rocking
Show stopping
To knock it out
Every stereo popping
Cause in music
Whatever means
We use to an end
The creation has the power
To help broken spirits mend
That's why we do it
For the love down to the core of it
Suckas they be thinking they can take out
Adam
More of this[?]
But can call me AdRock
Rock for the have-nots
And when I spit the sickest
Ad hoc for every rap block
So tell 'em Adam's ready, nation
And that everyone reporting his demise
Was greatly exaggerated
So to all you dearly planets
Hold your pad and your pen
As the world stops to listen
Adam's bout to speak again

[Chorus] X 2
Up in the sky
Is it a bird or a plane?
Nah, it's Adam WarRock
Ain't a damn thing changed
Holding the mic
All the people are saying
Hey look, he's up and at 'em
And he's at it again

(scratching)
Y'all know the name
Adam WarRock
Ain't a damn thing changed

(scratching)
Y'all know the name
Adam WarRock
And he's at it again