A-1 (Rapper)
My Name is Adam
[Verse 1]
It's A-1, the first name on your iPod
Flash like a camera on top of a tripod
When I look at rappers I don't see dudes, I see food
You a crab cake, a lobster, a rock cod
Only spit real ish, top of a hot dog
I like a woman with wits on top of a hot bod
If her hot body's hotter than a hot toddy
I'mma have to make her say my name like she Rod Roddy
The announcer from The Price is Right
I'm exactly the same as your favorite rapper, but I'm twice as tight
Get loose, but my girl keep it nice and tight
Shine diamond bright, not a single piece of ice in sight
They wanna put me on the ropes like Mike Tyson might, in a fight
But I'm as dope as white rice is white
Or brown rice is brown
Put your hands in the opposite side of the ground if you like the sound

[Hook]
My name is, my name is, my name, my name is A-Dam, damn
My name, damn damn, my name, my name, damn damn
Now I'm, now I'm going HAM, now I'm, now I'm HAM HAM
Now I'm, now I'm going HAM like a burger on the damn flame
My name is, my name is, my name, my name is A-Dam, damn
My name, damn damn, my name, my name, damn damn

[Verse 2]
Last night I meant to hit the club, just to get my local thrills
Instead I smoked 'til I had no social skills
Microphones to my face 'til my vocal spills
Doing live shows tryna stack bi-coastal bills
With this rap I am so for reals
Taking trips to New York to LAX back to Oakland Hills
And me and you mom supposed to chill
Why? Cause even your moms know the deal
But I could never love her cause she ain't got nothing for me
Except for wine and dine me, that reminds me of a funny story
I knew this dude who swore his girlfriend was like a flower
Perfect and pure, he was sure he would die without her
Thought she was busy making plans for the bridal shower
Came home and saw her with his friends getting Eiffel Towered
That's a damn shame, but that's the damn game
You brush it off, you take a loss and do your damn thing
My name is A-Dam, bitch, I finally got a damn name
Now I'm going HAM like a burger on the damn flame

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
Last night this chick told me I was cool, she was very kind
And we shared a smash and a glass of sweet berry wine
I put my round shoe in your square behind
She around your ass, but wish that she could marry mine
Now she only sings happy songs
Cause I beat the pussy up like it musta came at me wrong
Damn, I'm not a fan of these amateurs
Y'all don't put in work, I demand to see managers
You n***as a mess, I demand to see janitors
Got me kinda stressed, I ain't think it was this bad at first
From The Mission where the kids that speak Spanish is
Step and you’re set to need bandages
I’ll be either chillin’ on the street dodging ‘rest in peace’ damages
Or chillin’ on the beach eating Vietnamese sandwiches
The culture is that diverse
I’ve lived ten different lives, bet your cat died first, but um
This gon’ be that jam, y’all know who I am
My name is A-Dam, bitch and that’s my verse, once again

[Hook]