1. _ Shadrach
Riddle me this brother can you handle it Your style to my style you can't hold a candle to it Equinox symmetry and the balance is right Smokin' and drinkin' on a Tuesday night It's not how you play the game it's how you win it I cheat and steal and sin and I'm a cynic For those about to rock we salute you The dirty thoughts for dirty minds we contribute to I once was lost but now I'm found The music washes over and you're one with the sound Who shall inherit the earth the meek shall I think I'm starting to peak now Al From S.S. Decontrol and the man upstairs I hope that he cares If I had a penny for my thoughts I'd be a millionaire We're just 3 M.C.'s and we're on the go SHADRACH MESACH ABEDNAGO Only 24 hours in a day Only 12 notes a man can play Music for all and not just one people And now we're gonna bust with the Putney Swope sequel More Adidas sneakers that a plumber got pliers Got more suites that Jacoby & Meyers If not for my vices my bugged out desires My year would be good just like Goodyear's tires So I'm out pickin' pockets at the Atlantic Antic And nobody wants to hear you cause your rhymes are so frantic I mix business with pleasure way too much I mean wine and women and song and such I don't get blue I gotta mean red streak You don't pay the band your friends and that's weak Get even like Steven like pulling a Rambo SHADRACH MESACH ABEDNAGO Steal from the rich and I'm out robbing banks Give to the poor and I always give thanks Got more stories that J.D. Salinger I hold the title and you are the challenger I've got money like Charles Dickens Got the girlies in the Couple like the Colonel's got the chickens Always go out dapper like Harry S. Truman I'm madder than Mad's Alfred E. Newman *Never gonna let them say that I don't love you* My noggin is hoggin all kinds of thoughts Adam Yoggin is Yauch and he's rockin of course Smoke the holy chalice got my own religion Rally round the stage and check the funky dope musicians Jerry Lee Swaggert or Jerry Lee Falwell You love Mario Andretti cause he always drives his car well Vicious circle of reality since the day you were born And we love the hot butter on what the popcorn Sippin on wine and mackin Rockin on the stage with all the hands clappin Ride the wave of fate it don't ride me *Being very proud to be an M.C.* And the man upstairs I hope that he cares If I had a penny for my thoughts I'd be a millionaire Amps and crossovers under my rear hood The bass is bumpin from the back of my Fleetwood Brougham D'Elegance They tell us what to do hell no SHADRACH MESACH ABEDNAGO more free lyrics |
2. _ Johnny Ryall
Johnny Ryall is the bum on my stoop I gave him fifty cents to buy some soup He knows the time with the fresh Gucci watch He's even more over than the mayor Ed Koch Washing windows on the Bowery at a quarter to four 'Cause he ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more Living on borrowed time and borrowed money Sleepin' on the street there ain't a damn thing funny Hand me down food and hand me down clothes A rockabilly past of which nobody knows Makes his home all over the place He goes to sleep by falling down on his face Sometimes known as the leader of the homeless Sometimes drunk and he's always phoneless Sleepin' on the street in a cardboard box He's better off drinkin' than smokin' the rocks Johnny Ryall He drinks where he lies He's covered with flies He's got the hand me down Pumas and the tie dyes Go upstate and get your head together Thunderbird is the word and you're light as a feather Detox at the flop house no booze allowed Remember the good old days with the rockabilly crowd Memphis is where he's from He lives in the street but he's no bum A rockabilly star from the days of old He used to have teeth all filled with gold A platinum voice but only gold records On the bass was boots on the drums was checkers Luis Vuitton with the Gucci guitar Johnny Ryall *Who do you think you are* Johnny Ryall Donald Trump Donald Tramp living in the Men's Shelter Wonder Bread bag shoes and singing Helter Skelter He asks for a dollar you know what it's for Bottle after bottle he'll always need more He's no less important than you working class stiffs Drinks a lot of liquor but he don't drink piss Paid his dues playing the blues He claims that he wrote the Blue Suede Shoes Elvis shaved his head when he went into the army *That's right y'all his name is* Johnny Johnny Ryall more free lyrics |
3. _ Get On The Mic
Get on the mic Mike let's be real and don't cloud the issue The rhymes are rope an M.C. you must listen to People say that they been missin' me and missin' you Get on the mic and let's show them like we used to You say fuck that I say fuck this The king Ad-Whammy has never been limp Dick Butkus One half science and the other half soul His name's Mike D. not Fat Morton Jelly Roll M.C. Busy Le Disco fooled around in Fresno Got over on your girl cause you know she never says no Well Mike D. is a special individual Pulling out knots pulling in residuals Go to the movies get the Rolos the cholos riding slow and low Mike on the mic and bust with the solo Mike my stromy don't be so selfish Get on the mic cause you know you eat shellfish more free lyrics |
4. _ Root Down
I Kick My Root Down I Put My Root Down It's Not A Put Down I Put My Foot Down And Then I Make Some Love, I Put My Root Down Like Sweetie Pie By The Stone Alliance Everbody Knows I'm Known For Dropping Science I'm Electric Like Dick Hyman I Guess You'd Expect To Catch The Crew Rhymin' Never Let You Down With The Stereo Sound So Mike, Get On The Mic And Turn It Out We're Talking Root Down, I Put My Root Down And If You Want To Battle Me, You're Putting Loot Down I Said Root Down, It's Time To Scoot Down I'm A Step Up To The Mic In My Goose Down Come Up Representing From The Upper West Money Makin' Putting Me To The Test Sometimes I Feel As Though I've Been Blessed Because I'm Doing What I Want So I Never Rest Well, I'm Not Coming Out Goofy Like The Fruit Of The Loom Guys Just Strutting Like The Meters With The Look-ka Py Py 'Cause Downtown Brooklyn Is Where I Was Born but When The Snow Is Falling, Then I'm Gone You Might Think That I'm A Fanatic A Phone Call From Utah And I'm Throwing A Panic But We Kick It From The Root When We Break It On Down Jimmy Smith Is My Man, I Want To Give Him A Pound (Chorus) Ad Rock Don't Stop, Get On The Mic With The Tic And The Toc I'll Fill You With The Fuckin' Rim Like Brim I'm Walking Down Your Block And You Say That's Him There Goes The Guy With The Funky Sound The Beastie Boys You Know We Come To Get Down Because I've Got The Flow Where I Grab My Dick And Say Oh My God, That's The Funky Shit So I'm Going To Pass The Mic And Cause A Panic The Original Nasal Kid Is Doing Damage Every Morning I Took The Train To High Street Station Doing Homework On The Train, What A Fucked Up situation On The Way Back Up Hearing Battle Tapes Through The Underground, Underneath The Sky Scrapes Like Harlem World Battles On The Zulu Beat Show It's Kool Moe D Vs. Busy Bee There's One You Should Know Enough Of That, I Just Want To Give Some Respect Due M.C.A. Grab The Mic And The Ma Bell Will Connect You Bob Marley Was A Prophet For The Freedom Fight "If Dancin' Prays To The Lord Then I Shall Feel Alright" It Feels To Play A Little Music Tears Running Down My Face 'Cause I Love To Do It And No One Can Stop This Flow From Flowing On A Flow Master In Disaster With A Sound That's Gone I'll Give A Little Shout Out To My Dad And Mom For Bringing Me Into This World And So On (Chorus) more free lyrics |
5. _ Paul Revere
Here's a little story I gots to tell, about three bad brothers you know so well. It started way back in history with Adrock, MCA and me, Mike D. I been had a little horsey named Paul Revere. Just me and my horsey and a quart of beer. Ridin' cross the land, kickin' up sand. Sheriff Posse is on my tail cuz I'm in demand. One lonely Beastie I be, all by myself without nobody. The sun is beatin' down on my baseball hat. The air is gettin' hot, the beer is gettin' flat. Lookin' for a girl, I ran into a guy. His name is MCA, I said "howdy", he said "hi." He told a little story that sounded well rehearsed. Four days on the run and that he's dying of thirst. The brew was in my hand, and he was on my tip. His voice was hoarse, his throat was dry, he asked me for a sip. He said "Can I get some?" I said "You can't get none." I had a chance to run, but he pulled out his shotgun. Quick on the draw, I thought I'd be dead. He put the gun to my head and this is what he said: "My name is MCA, I got a license to kill. I think you know what time it is, it's time to get ill. So what do we have here? And outlaw and his beer. I run this land, you understand, I've made myself clear." We stepped into the wind, he had a gun, I had a grin. As if this story's over, but it's ready to begin. "I've got the gun, you've got the brew. You've got two choices of what you can do. It's not a tough descision as you can see. I can blow you away or you can ride with me." I said, "I'll ride with you if you can get me to the border. The Sheriff is after me for what I did to his daughter. I did it like this, I did it like that. I did it with the whiffle ball bat. So I'm on the run, the cop's got my gun. Right about now it's time to have some fun. The King Adrock, that is my name, and I know the fly spot where they got the champagne." We rode for six hours then we hit the spot. The beat was-a-bumpin' and the girlies was hot. This dude was starin' like he knows who we are, so we took the empty spot next to him at the bar. MCA said "Yo, you know this kid?" I said I didn't but I know he did. The kid said, "Get ready, cuz this ain't funny. My name is Mike D and I'm about to get money." He pulled out the jammey, aimed it at the sky. He yelled, "Stick 'em up!" And let two fly. Hands went up and people hit the floor. He wasted two kids that ran for the door. "I'm Mike D and I get respect. Your cash and your jewelery is what I expect." MCA what with it, and he's my ace, so I grabbed the piano player and I punched him in the face. The piano player's out, the music stopped. This boy had beef, and he got dropped. Mike D grabbed the money, MCA snatched the gold. I grabbed two girlies and a beer that's cold. more free lyrics |
6. _ Eggman
I looked out the window and seen his bald head I ran to the fridge and pulled out an egg Scoped him with my scopes he had no hair Launched that shot and he was caught out there Saw the convertible driving by Loaded up the slingshot and let one fly He went for his to find he didn't have one Put him in check correct with my egg gun The egg a symbol of life Go inside your house and bust out your wife Pulled out the jammy he thought it was a joke The trigger I pulled his face the yoke Reached in his pocket took all his cash Left my man standing with an egg moustache Suckers they come a dime a dozen And when I say dozen you know what I'm talking about Humpty Dumpty was a big fat egg He was playing the wall and then he broke his leg Tossed it out the window three minutes hot Hit the Rastaman he said *bloodclot* Which came first the chicken or the egg I egged the chicken then I ate his leg Riding the trains in between cars When I pull out the station *you're gonna get yours* Drive by eggings plaguing L.A. *Yo they just got my little cousin ese* Sometimes hard boiled sometimes runny It comes from a chicken not a bunny dummy People laugh it's no joke My name's Yauch and I'm throwing the yoke *Now they got me in a cell* but I don't care It was then that I caught catching people out there We all dressed in black we snuck up around the back We began to attack the eggs did crack on Haze's back Sam I am down with the program Green eggs and ham Yosemite Sam Come Halloween you know I come strapped I throw it at a sucker K-pap You made the mistake you judge a man by his race You go through life with egg on your face You woke up in the morning with a peculiar feeling You looked up and saw egg dripping from the ceiling Families puck rocks the businessman I'll dog anybody with an egg in my hand Not like the crack that you put in a pipe But crack on your forehead here's a towel now wipe more free lyrics |
7. _ What Comes Around
Soft overripe fresh skeezed California females With 3-inch cherry red press-on Lee nails Reach into my mind for the rhymes I'm seeking Like a garbage bag full overflowing now it's leaking Rapunzel Rapunzel let down your hair So I can climb up and get into your underwear Rat soup eating test cheating no business punk You're insecure born in the junkyard with the junk You've gone wet look crazy and messed with your head You fucked around and wound up with the bald skin head You're all mixed up like pasta primavera Why'd you throw that chair at Geraldo Rivera Cause one man's ceiling is another man's floor So get that money out of your ass you whore I brought her upstairs onto the roof I dogged your wife and she is a doofus Clean B cleaning the G spot you know that we've got Dolemite's house and you have not Look out my window look over the city With two black eyes your girl ain't that pretty Why you wanna beat that brat with a bat Why you wanna beat your girl like that Living in the rat race smoking rat weed You reap what you sow when you plant the seed Bum cheese on rye with ham and prosciutto Got more Louie than Phil Rizzuto more free lyrics |
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8. _ Sure Shot
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 Fo Pelham, One, Two, Three
If You Want A Doodoo Rhyme Then Come See Me
I've Got The Savoir 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 Crew
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
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9. _ Picture This
Something on the windowsill Caught her eye and held her still The cars pass by outside Nowhere left to hide Picture this now crystal clear Nothing left to hold her here And creeping up meanwhile Traces of a smile Eyes open wide to see if I could fly more free lyrics |
10. _ The New Style
And on the cool check in Center stage on the mic And we're puttin' it on wax It's the new style Four and three and two and one (What up!) And when I'm on the mic - the suckers run (Word!) Down with Adrock and Mike D. and you ain't And I got more juice than Picasso got paint Got rhymes that are rough and rhymes that are slick I'm not surprised you're on my dick B-E-A-S-T-I-E, what up Mike D. Ah yeah, that's me I got franks and pork and beans Always bust the new routines I get it - I got it, I know it's good The rhymes I write - you wish you would I'm never in training - my voice is not straining People always biting and I'm sick of complaining So I went into the locker room during classes Bust into your locker and I smashed your glasses You're from Secausus - I'm from Manhattan You're jealous of me because your girlfriend is cattin' (bridge) There it is - kick it!!! Father to many - married to none And in case you're unaware I carry a gun Stepped into the party - the place was over packed Saw the kid that dissed my homey and shot him in the back I had to get a beeper 'cause my phone is tapped You better keep your mouth shut 'cause I'm fully strapped I got money in the bank - I can still get high That's why your girlfriend thinks that I'm so fly I've got money and juice - twin sisters in my bed Their father had envy so I shot him in the head If I played guitar I'd be Jimmy Page The girlie's I like are underage (Check it!) Girls with boyfriends are the kind I like I'll steal your honey like I stole your bike Your father - he's jealous 'cause I'm making that green I've got the girlie's numbers from the places I been (repeat bridge) You wanna know why - because I'm October 31st - that is my date of birth I got to the party and I did the Smurf Taxing all females from coast to coast And when I get my fill I'm chilly most We rag-tag girlies back at the hotel And then we all switch places when I ring the bell I chill at White Castle 'cause it's the best But I'm fly at Fat Burger when I way out west K-I-N-G-A-D whammy All the fly ladies are on my jammy Went to the prom - wore the fly blue rental Got six girlies in my Lincoln Continental Met this girl at the party and she started to flirt I told her some rhymes and she pulled up her skirt Spent some bank - I got a high powered jumbo Rolled up a wooly and I watched Colombo Let me clear my throat - Kick it over here baby pop And let all the fly skimmies, feel the beat...drop Coolin' on the corner on a hot summer day Just me, my posse and M.C.A. A lot of beer - a lot of girls - and a lot of cursing Twenty-two automatic on my person Got my hand in my pocket and my finger's on the trigger My posse's gettin' big - and my posse's gettin' bigger Some voices got treble - some voices got bass We got the kind of voices that are in your face Like the bun to the burger - like the burger to the bun Like the cherry to the apple - to the peach to the plum I'm the king of the Ave. - and I'm the king of the block I'm M.C.A. - and I'm the King Adrock I'm Mike D. - I got all the fly juice On the checkin' at the party on the forty deuce Walking down the block with the fresh fly threads Beastie Boys fly the biggest heads more free lyrics |
11. _ Instant Death
And what do you do when Your man kills himself and How do I make friends now And where is my Mom I need to show her that She taught me And please let me Die an instant death Venom are from Newcastle. more free lyrics |
12. _ High Plains Drifter
They can't catch me never gonna find me They're never gonna know that I'm the High Plains Drifter Pulled over to the river to take a rest Pulled out a pair of pliers and pulled the bullet out of my chest Fear and loathing across the country listening to my 8 track Reached behind the seat and grabbed a Kool from the pack Long distance from my girl and I'm talking on the cellular She said that she was sorry and I said yeah the hell you were Check my rear view mirror check the gold tooth display Check the odometer and I was on my way Cause I'm a high plains drifter the best that you can get A strapped shoplifter a pirate on cassette Bust a Travis Bickle when I feel that I'm getting pushed Don't step to me or you're gonna get mushed Doing 120 plowing over mail boxes Radar detector to tell me where the cops is Spend another night at the Motel 6 It's five dollars extra get the porno flicks Concoct a black and tan in my brandy snifter I'm a kleptomaniac K-Mart shoplifter Cash flow getting low so I had to pull a job I found a nice place to visit but a better place to rob Left the car outside with the engine still revvin' Time to get busy at 7-Eleven Went inside to make my withdrawal I would've took what he had had had I had to take it all Knucklehead deli tried to gyp me on the price So I clocked him off the turban with the bag of ice Mellow like Jell-O cool like lemonade Made my getaway and I thought that I had it made I feel like Steve McQueen a former movie star Look in my rearview mirror seen a police car Ballantine quarts with the puzzle on the cap I couldn't help but notice I was caught in a speed trap Dirty Mary Crazy Larry on the run from Dirty Harry Stash the cash in the dash but my gun I did carry I'm seeing blue and red flashing deep in the night I got my alibi straight and I pulled over to the right Cop knocked on my window and said Boy where's the fire you've got a mailbox on your bumper and a bald front tire *Outta the car longhair* your goose is cooked Read me my rights fingerprinted and booked Makin' like a D.T. driving a Gran Fury Wherever I hang my hat's my home and my past is kind of blurry Every dog will have its day and mine will be in front of a jury I'm the High Plains Drifter and I'm never in a hurry Read me my rights as if I didn't know this Threw me in the tank with the drunk called Otis With his five o' clock shadow he smelled of 3-day old beer My man turned to me and said why are you here? I said I'm charming and dashing I'm rental car bashing Phony paper passing at Nix Check Cashing Went before the judge he sent me to the Brooklyn House of D. He said you behave son or we'll throw away the key Harry Houdini'd out the cuffs I kicked the screw in the knee Took the bailiff's wallet and went straight to O.T.B. I had a good feeling easy come easy go I bet on one horse to win and your mother to show And sure enough that nag came in Brought my ticket to the window and collected my win Broke into my new car with a wire coat hanger Hot wired hot wheeled and *Suzy is a headbanger* more free lyrics |
13. _ Body Movin'
Body movin, body movin, A1 sound, sound so soothing Body movin, body movin, We be getting down and you know we're crush groovin Let me get some action from the back section We need body rocking not perfection Let your back bone flip but don't slip a disc Let your spine unwind just take a risk I wanna do the freak until the break of dawn Tell me party people is that so wrong The ship is docking, inter-lockin And up-rockin electro-shocking We're getting down computer action Do the robotic satisfaction All of y'all get off the wall Have a ball and get involved with Body movin, body movin with the A-1 sound sound so soothing Flame on, I'm gone I'm so sweet like a nice bon bon Came out rapping when I was born Mom said rock it 'til the break of dawn Puttin bodies in motion cause I got the notion Like Roy Cormier with the coconut lotion The sound of the music drivin you insane You can't explain to people this type of mind frame Like a bottle of Chateau Neuf Du Pap I'm fine like wine when I start to rap We need body rockin not perfection Let me get some action from the back section Body movin, body movin, A1 sound, sound so soothing Body movin, body movin, We be getting down and you know we're crush groovin Mike D with the master plan Ooh my my and thank you ma'am And when I grab the mic you scream Ooh god damn The creme de la creme is who I am MCA where have you been Packed like sardines in the tin So kick off your shoes and put on your swim fins Cause when it comes to quarries I'm known to swim Adrock light up the place And if you pull my card you pull the ace And if you ask me turn up the bass And if you play defender I could be your hyper space Body movin' more free lyrics |
14. _ Posse In Effect
Yes, yes, y'all - you don't stop You keep it on - and shockin' the place Well I'm M.C.A. - I got nothing to prove Pay attention - my intention is to bust a move I drink quarts and cans and bottles and sixes Between the turntables keep the vodka and the mixes I'm Mike D. - I got the deuces wild A list of girlies numbers that I've dialed I do the Smurf, the Popeye, and the Jerry Lewis I like Bullwinkle but I don't like Moose I'm schoolin' in the boys' room - coolin' by the locker All the girls in class know that I'm the cool rocker Punk in the hall - man I should of oughtta hit him Had the fresh rhymes and the kid cold bite 'em Smokin' in the boys room is what I do best While you were at a party - your girlfriend fessed I keep a pistol in my pocket so you better be cautious Fly around the world - but it makes me nauseous Mike D.'s day off everyday of the week I got to the party - and I did the freak I got a girl in the Castle and one in the pagoda You know I got rhymes like Abe Vigoda I'm a Def Manhattan killer - a rhyme driller A mike in my hand and a mouth full of Miller I got a hat not a visor - I drink Budweiser The turntables - up on the drum riser The needle's in the groove and the vinyl's on the platter I know that I'm fly man there's no need to flatter I travel around the globe - it's keeping girlies dizzy My name's Mike D. - now watch me get busy y'all You're a fake wearin' sucker whose gold got rusted 4Cheaper than a hot do with no mustard You tried to steal my fresh and you got cold busted Because your crew's all soft and I'm disgusted I'm from downtown the city of Manhattan I got a lotta girlies and not one's cattin' My posse's in effect and we're doin' the do And we got more rhymes than your damn crew Caught you poppin' that weak and you must of been dusted Stuck you head in the toilet and stone cold flushed it Word. more free lyrics |
15. _ The Move
Hello.. It's times like this when I just can't stop Can't wind your body without the body rock Got schemes schematics blue prints on file You gotta have dreams to make it all worthwhile So as I take my time and realign I wonder what it is I hope to find I don't mean to brag I don't mean to boast But I'm intercontinental when I eat french toast Adrock with the New Addition Edition Gettin on down for the year 2000 A slight distraction can get you paid And when it comes to that type shit I paved the way BBoys to the early morn BGirls be rockin on and on BGirls to the break of dawn BBoys be rockin on and on Dogs love me cause I'm crazy sniffable I bet you never knew I got the ill peripheral In your home I'm cloned I'm on your headphones I love it when you spazz out all alone Cause I'm that fool that broke the key I'm unlockable so don't check me Got weight on my shoulders and things on my mind The sky is falling and I'm falling behind So I synthesize sounds as I patch my brain Insane mind games move quick like flames So now I wonder how sometimes you never know Who be rockin y'all in stereo in stereo in stereo in stereo No time like the present to work shit out That's what I'm going on and on and on about Not fakin just makin beats in the dungeon Keep that shit funky cause the odor is pungent No shame in my game just par for the path I try to hone my craft because at hands the task But I find I'm not playing with a full deck I'm up to my neck like Toulouse Lautrec All I wanna know is when is checkout time So I could be in heaven with the rhythm rock rhyme And when I'm with my man Shadi rock at the gates We'll be rockin rhythms over disco breaks BBoys to the early morn BGirls be rockin on and on BGirls to the break of dawn BBoys be rockin on and on more free lyrics |
16. _ Song For The Man
What makes you feel And why you gotta be Like you got the right To look her up and down What makes this world So sick and evil I know you don't know What makes you feel Like you got miracle whip appeal Who made you the judge an jury Ain't you never heard of privacy What makes this world So sick and evil You figure it out more free lyrics |
17. _ I Don't Know
What's pleasing to the eye In the delusion of my sight Is not what I find when I reach into the light I have lost my mind I'm walking through time Deluded as the next guy Pretending and hoping to find That distant peace of mind I don't know Who does know There is no Where to go It's not so simple as I try to wish But then again what is? There is no other worthy quest So on I go more free lyrics |
18. _ Remote Control
Things get hectic quick From the satellite dish to your joy stick It's the night of the living cable box Wires coming up from around the block Remote control to change the station But that won't change your situation Have you seen what I mean I'm the little gnome that's in your dreams So I say this rhyme built by design To take you beyond space and time Said who is the man making diamonds out of coal The man pushing buttons on remote control Until your back's up against the wall You never know yourself that much at all So you've got to share your love with a friend That's all that you've got left in the end Living in this city of pure confusion People mislead by their own illusion All this action, no satisfaction We're all linked together like a chain reaction Play or fold, love is bold What is the future that will unfold? Some like it hot, others like it cold But we all want to hold the remote control Things get hectic quick All of the sudden I'm in the thick Too much drama all around Distractions booming in sensuround Like a rainy day's Earth won't sit still Sliding on down a hill Sometimes life seems to stall So never be ungrateful y'all So I got a little something for your pay per view Like Don King I've got the crazy hair do We've got cameras on Mars on space patrol Controlled on Earth by remote control more free lyrics |
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19. _ Get It Together
1-2 1-2 Keep It On
Listen To The Shit Because We Kick It Until Dawn
Listen To The Abstract Got It Going On
Listen To The Ladies Come On And Let Me Spawn
All Your Eggs Then You You Go Up The River
Listen To The Abstract That Freaky Nigger
I'm Ad Rock And I Shock And I Tick And I Tock
And I Can't Stop With The Body Rock
See I've Got Heart Like John Starks
Hitting Mad Sparks
Pass Me The Mike
And I'll Be Rocking The Whole Park
I'm The M To The C To The A And It's A Must
The Rhymes That We Bust On The Topic On Lust
And My Moms Is Not Butt, But Fuck It
Let Me Get Down To The Rhythm
Yes I'm Getting Funky And I'm Shooting All My Jism
Like John Holmes, The X-rated Nigger
Listen To The Shit 'Cause I'm The Ill Figure
Nobody's Getting Any Bigger Than This
Get it Together, (2x)
Phone is ringin
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20. _ Girls
all I really want is girls And in the morning it's girls Cause in the evening it's girls I like the way that they walk And it's a thrill to hear them talk And I can always make them smile From my Castle to the Nile Back in the day There was this girl who got away She liked by home-piece M.C.A. He said he would not give her play I asked him, "Please?" - he said, "You may." Her pants were tight and that's ok If she would dance - I would D.J. We took a walk down to the bay I hope she'll say, "Hey me and you should hit the hay!" I asked her out - she said, "No way!" So I broke up with her with no delay I heard she moved real far away That was two years ago this May I saw her just the other day Jockin' Mike D. to my dismay Girls - to do the dishes Girls - to clean up my room Girls - to do the laundry Girls - and in the bathroom Girls - that's all I really want is girls Two at a time - I want girls With new wave hairdos - I want girls I ought to whip out my - girls, girls, girls, girls, girls! more free lyrics |
21. _ Flowin' Prose
I'm flowing prose to cons and cons to pros I'm scheming rhyme against reason like it was flow against know But beyond the concepts and emotions that rise To the interconnectedness that underlies The lies upon lies have lost their meaning The plies upon plies of consciousness that is being Over and over I fall I learned to walk from a crawl It's not sad it's just the way and the purpose of it all Now every word that you heard that I said that you felt Was put in place in the space as they were shuffled and dealt I steal feels from reels but I pay my respects Paying compliments and disses and deciphering affects Words are water as I court her, as she is pristine Words and mics fall to dust and all that's left is the feelings I give in and I win I try to never complain Intentions venture to center and then they set the stage But I'll remain sane making gain without pain Staining trains with names and driving lanes to the refrain And keep it positive as painstaking as it is I'll never turn back cause that's the way I've got to live So like a cloud carries rain I'm gonna carry my rhyme Coming like thunder with lightening timing No hesitation in gestation of thoughts and plans Ferment time like wine no ploys or scams Like the islands dot the oceans in the endless seas Ideas coming to me in answer to my pleas Woke up this morning right out of a dream Reached for my pen and pad because my mind was on a rhyme scheme What can I do with these bones and flesh? With these animated thoughts in a world repressed? I'm going down like the rhythms on the winds of change I'm keeping calm under pressure like a deep-sea range I'm flowing prose to cons and cons to pros I'm like Toucan Sam when I follow my nose I'm giving shouts to Gandhi, Gravy and King His Holiness and all enlightened beings I'll be the one who screams it on the microphone I'll be the one who brings it inside your home But the words ain't mine I just pass em along For Betty Williams and her friends I sing this song And more ink from my pen and more tears from my eyes And more crimes are committed as I say these lines more free lyrics |
22. _ Lay It On Me
Chinese eyes and Chinese suits Smokin' much Buddha and smokin' much boots More updated on the hip-hop lingo My favorite New York Knick was Hawthorne Wingo Met a girl at a party and I gave her my card You know that it said Napoleon Bonaparte Peepin' out the colors I be buggin' on Cezanne They call me Mike D Joe Blow the Lover Man Your face turns red as your glass of wine You spilled on my lyrics as you wasted my time Girl you should be with me you should drop that bum Cause I got more flavor than Fruit Striped Gum With that big round butt of yours I'd like to butter your muffin I'm not bluffin' Serve you on a platter like Thanksgiving stuffin' more free lyrics |
23. _ Year And A Day
M.C. for what I AM and do the A is for Adam and the lyrics; true so as pray and hope and the message is sent and I AM living in the dreams that I have dreamt because I'm down with the three the unstoppable three me and Adam and D. were born to M.C. and my body and soul and mind are pure not polluted or diluted or damaged beyond cure just lyrics from I to you recited arrested, bailed but cuffed and indicted enter the arena as I take center stage the lights set low and the night has come of age take the microphone in hand as that I am a professional speak my knowledge to the crowd and the ed. is special for I AM a bard but not the last one I'm my own king and this is my castle dwell in realms of now but vidi those of the past seen a glimpse from ahead and I don't think it's gonna last and you can bet your ass I drop the L. when I'm skiing I'm smoking and peaking I put the skis on the roof almost every single weekend can't stop the mindfuck when it's rolling along can't stop the smooth runnin's when the shit's running strong broke my bindings the lion with wings preaching his word in the B. Boy sing I AM one with myself as I turn to The I prefer the dreams to reality I prefer my life don't need no other man's wife don't need no crazy lifestyle with stress and strife but it's good to have turn to be a king for a day or for a week or for a year or for a year in a day come what may I'm fishing with my boat and I'm fishing for trout mix the Bass Ale with the Guiness Stout fishing for a line inside my brain and looking out at the world through my window pane every day has many colors cuz the glass is stained everything has changed but remains the same so once again the mirror raised and I see myself as clear as day and I AM going to the limits of my ultimate destiny feeling as though Somebody were testing me He who sees the end from the beginning of time looking forward through all the ages is, was and always shall be check the prophetic sections of the pages He goes by the name of Disco Dave more free lyrics |
24. _ Mike On The Mic
I met this girl last night with a peculiar cackle I laid the bait and then she took the tackle Had too much to drink at the Red Lobster Now the room is spinning around like the blades of a helicopter I never met a girl that was too finicky If the press has their way then they're going to finish me You might know this but you've never been this see If I ate spinach then I'd be called Spinach D I shed light like cats shed fur Ride around town like Raymond Burr I'm so high that they call me Your Highness If you don't know me then pardon my shyness I live in the Village wherever I go I walk to Keepin' my friends around so I have someone to talk to I play my music loud because you know it's got clout to it It's a trip it's got a funky beat and I can bug out to it more free lyrics |
25. _ Live At P.J.S
Well, Back to the beat y'all, Down with the sound so sweet y'all Just how fresh can you get y'all Those that are blessed say yes y'all 'Cause I'm a come inside and do my thing I'm gonna take off my drawers and let myself swing Tantalize my tummy with a boo boo snack But now I got to get back Gonna break it down to the nitty grit Gonna tell you motherfuckers Why you ain't shit 'Cause suckers like you Just make me strong When you're popping that bullshit all day long I'm gonna bust my shoes I'm gonna bust my socks I'm gonna spread my word From standing on this box This drive through world it just ain't right Gonna run to Joe and Tony's And get my hair cut nice Well come on y'all and let's work it out I'm trying to get up So don't you get me down Life I love you now give me a pound Up from the frying pan into the fire Look within and try to admire what's going on more free lyrics |
26. _ Three Mc's And One Dj
Cause nobody can do it like Mix Master Mike can, Come on now I've got the D double O, D double O style Here we go again because it's been awhile Do me a favor don't touch that dial I rock from Manhattan to the Miracle Mile My name's Mike D and I'm the ladies choice I want to get next to you like Rose Royce Y'all gather round to hear my golden voice Cause when its time to rhyme you know I get noice Cruising like a fan boat on the glade He'll tweak ass your ass across the cross fade So watch your back when he takes the stage Or he'll send you off on a naked rampage 3 MC's and one DJ We be getting down with no delay Mix Master Mike what cha got to say Sweet and sour like a tangerine Fresh like a box of Krispy Kremes Kenny Rogers' Gambler is my gambling theme Mix Master Mike with the scratch routine Always updated and in the know You know we break it down going toe to toe The bass is booming from down below And Norton is chillin with Mario Well my name is Adrock I'm a Scorpio Don't ask me cause I just don't know I'm known to mop I'm known to glow But don't get mad cause I got to go Three MC's and one DJ We be getting down with no delay Mix Master Mike what cha got to say Mix Master cut faster All top secret and classified I grab a hold of a mic and let the words glide It's all hypnotic and sanctified I never wanna let a bad day slip by We be getting stupid in your area Causing all kinds of hysteria My beats is sick like malaria But don't worry I'll take care of ya Me and Adam Adam and Mario C When we're in the studio it's the place to be To all beings everywhere be happy and free With Mix Master Mike we're making history Three MC's and one DJ We be getting down with no delay Mix Master Mike what you got to say more free lyrics |
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27. _ Alive
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28. _ No Sleep 'Til Brooklyn
(chorus) No sleep 'til - Brooklyn Foot on the pedal - never ever false metal Engine running hotter than a boiling kettle My job's ain't a job - it's a damn good time City to city - I'm running my rhymes On location - touring around the nation Beastie Boys always on vacation Itchy trigger finger but a stable turntable I do what I do best because I'm illing and able Ain't no faking - your money I'm taking Going coast to coast - watching all the girlies shaking While you're at the job working nine to five The Beastie Boys at the Garden - cold kickin' it live (bridge) No sleep 'til - Another place - another train Another bottle in the brain Another girl - another fight Another drive all night Our manager's crazy - he always smokes dust He's got his own room at the back of the bus Tour around the world - you rock around the clock Plane to hotel - girls on the jock We're thrashing hotels like it's going out of style Getting paid along the way cause it's worth your while Four on the floor - Adrock's out the door M.C.A.'s in the back because he's skeezin' with a whore We got a safe in the trunk with money in a stack With dice in the front and Brooklyn's in the back (repeat bridge) (repeat chorus) Ain't seen the light since we started this band M.C.A. - get on the mic my man Born and bred Brooklyn - U.S.A. They all me Adam Yauch - but I'm M.C.A. Like a lemon to a lime - a lime to a lemon I sip the def ale with all the fly women Got limos, arena, TV shows Autograph pictures and classy hos Step off homes - get out of my way Taxing little girlies form here to L.A. Waking up but I get to sleep Cause I'll be rocking this party eight days a week (repeat chorus) more free lyrics |
29. _ Sounds Of Science
Now here we go dropping science dropping it all over Like bumping around the town like when you're driving a Range Rover Expanding the horizons and expanding the parameters Expanding the rhymes of sucker M.C. amateurs Naugels, Isaac Newton Scientific E.Z. Ben Franklin with the kite getting over with the key Rock shocking the mic as many times times the times tables Rock well to tell dispel all of the old fables I've been dropping the new science and kicking the new knowledge An M.C. to a degree that you can't get in college The dregs of the earth and the eggs that I eat I've got pegs through my hands and one through my feet Shea Stadium the radium E M D squared Got kicked out of the Palladium you think that I cared It's the sound of science Public service announcement time and money for girls covered with honey You lie and aspire to be as cunning Reeling and rockin' and rollin' B size D cup Order the quarter deluxe why don't you wake up My mind is kinda flowin like an oil projector Had to get up to get the Jimmy protector Went berserk and worked and exploded She woke up in the morning and her face was coated Buddy you study the man on the mic D. do what you like Drunk a skunk am I from the celebration To peep that freak unique penetration I figured out who makes the crack It's the suckers with the badges and the blue jackets A professor of science cause I keep droppin' it I smell weak cause you keep poppin' it People always asking what's the phenomenon Yo what's up know what's going on No one really knows what I'm talking about Yeah that's right my name's Yauch Ponce De Leon constantly on The fountain of youth not Robotron Peace is a word I've heard before So move and move and move upon the dance floor I'm gonna die gonna die one day Cause I'm goin and goin and goin this way Not like a roach or a piece of toast I'm going out first class not going out coach Rock my Adidas never rock Fila *I do not sniff the coke I only smoke sinsemilla* With my nose I knows and with my scopes I scope What I live I write and that is strictly rope I've got science for any occasion Postulating theorems formulating equations Cheech wizard in a snow blizzard Eating chicken gizzards with a girl named Lizzy Dropping science like when Galileo dropped his orange more free lyrics |
30. _ Dropping Names
He thrusts his fists against the post and still insists he sees a ghost She's slippin through his fingers as she's movin' out to the coast If your world was all black and if your world was all white Then you wouldn't get much color out of life now right Nicknamed Shamrock my name is not Shamus Girlies on the tippy cause my homie is famous My name is not O'Houigheighi Norisit Brian If I said that I was weak you know I'd be lyin' Suckers try to bite they try to pursue it *If you explain to a musician he'll tell that he knows it but he just can't do it* more free lyrics |
31. _ She's Crafty
Well this girl came up to me - she says she's new in town But the crew been said they seen her around I thought they were right but I didn't wanna know The girlie was Def and she wanted to go I think her name is Lucy but they all call Loose I think I thought I seen her on eighth and forty-deuce The next think she said, "My place or yours? Let's kick some bass behind closed doors!" We got into the cab - the cab driver said He recognized my girlie from the back of her head He said a little something about tip to base So I made him stop the cab to get out of the place I shouldn't have looked back man I'll always regret it Something's going on and I'll probably never get it She was crying like a baby - stupid dumb It's just too bad that girl's a bum (chorus) She's crafty - she's gets around She's crafty - she's always down She's crafty - she's got a gripe She's crafty - and she's just my type She's crafty I spent my last dollar to by a Sabrett When I seen this girl I could never forget Now I like nothing better than a pretty girl smile And I haven't seen a smile that pretty in a while The girl came up to me she said she loved the show Asked her to come home and she couldn't say, "No!" We got the crib - there's Adam and D. We didn't say a word - they just stared at me I said, "I don't know her just met her tonight." And Adrock started hiding everything in sight D. pulled me over said, "Hid your gold, The girl is crafty like ice is cold!" The girl is crafty - she knows all the moves I started playing records - she knew all the grooves He thought she was a thief - and D. was right But I just figured she'd spend the night When I woke up late in the afternoon She had taken all the things from inside his room I found myself sleeping in the middle of the floor She had taken the bed and the chest of drawers The mirror, the TV, the guitar cord My remote control and my old skateboard She robbed us blind - she took all we owned And the boys blamed me for bringing her home (repeat chorus) more free lyrics |
32. _ Hello Brooklyn
New York New York it's a hell of a town The Bronx is up and I'm Brooklyn down They don't know my name they only know my initials Building bombs in the attic for elected officials I quit my job I cut my hair I cut my boss cause I don't care You tried to get slick you bust a little chuckle You're gonna get smacked with my gold finger knuckle Cause being as fly as me is something you never thought of You'll be sticking up old ladies with the hand gun or the sawed-off Like a buffalo soldier I'm broader than Broadway Keep keepin' on I don't care what they say I play my stereo loud it disturbs my neighbors I want to enjoy the fruits of my labor I am the holder of the 3-pack Bonanza If you open the book then you will get your hand slapped I am the keeper of the 3-pack Bonanza If you ask a question you will get the answer Her breast I saw I reached I felt M.O.N.E.Y. the belt I stay at home just like a hermit I got the jammy but I don't got the permit Yes you got a boyfriend and indeed his name is Slick Nick that is why Annabelle you're caught with the shrimpy limp dick trick I ride around town cause my ride is fly I shot a man in Brooklyn *just to watch him die* more free lyrics |
33. _ Shake Your Rump
Now Randy listen I rock a house party at the drop of a hat I beat a biter down with an aluminum bat a lot of people they be Jonesin' just to hear me rock the mic In the right car at the right price in mint condition they'll be staring at the radio staying up all night so like a pimp I'm pimpin' I got a boat to eat shrimp in Nothing wrong with my leg just B-boy limpin' Got arrested at the Mardi Gras for jumping on a float My man MCA's got a beard like a billy goat oowah oowah is my disco call MCA hu-huh I'm gettin' rope y'all Routines I bust rhymes I write And I'll be busting routines and rhymes all night Like eating burgers or chicken or you'll be picking your nose I'm on time and that's how it goes You heard my style I think you missed the point that's the joint Mike D with your bad self running things What's up with your bad breath onion rings I'm Nike D and I'm back from the dead Chillin' with Pig Pen down at Club Med Make another record 'cause the people they want more of this Suckers they be saying they can take out Adam Horovitz Hurricane you got clout Other DJ's he'll take your head out A puppet on a string I'm paid to sing or rhyme Or do my thing I'm In a lava lamp inside the brain hotel I might be peakin' or freakin' I'm known to rock well The Patty Duke the wrench and then I bust the tango Got more rhymes than Jamaica got Mango Kangols I got the peg leg at the end of my stump Shake your rump Never been dumped 'cause I'm the most mackinest Never been jumped 'cause I'm known the most packinest Yeah we've got beef chief We're knocking out teeth chief And if you don't believe us you should question your belief Keith Like Sam the butcher bringing Alice the meat Like Fred Flintstone driving around with bald feet Should I have another sip no skip it In the back of the ride and bust with the whippet Rope a dope dookies all around the neck *Whoo ha yo garcon the cheque* Running from the law the press and the parents *Is your name Michael Diamond?* No mine's Clarence From downtown Manhattan the village My style is wild and you know that it still is Disco bag schlepping and you're doing the bump Shake your rump more free lyrics |
34. _ Hold It Now - Hit It!
Now I chill real ill when I start to chill When I fill my pockets with a knot of dollar bills Sipping pints of ale out the window sill When I get my fill I'm chilly chill Now I just got home because I'm out on bail What's the time? - it's time to buy ale Peter eater - parking meter all of the time If I run out of ale - it's Thunderbird wine Miller drinking - chicken eating - dress so fly I got friends in high places that are keeping me high Dow with Mike D. and it ain't no hassle Got the ladies of the eighties from here to White Castle (chorus) Hold it now - hit it! M.C. - Adam Yauch in the place to be And all the girls are on me cause I'm down with Mike D. I'm down with Mike D. and it ain't no baloney For real, not phony - "O.E." and Rice-a-Roni I come out at night 'cause I sleep all day And I'm the King Adrock and he's M.C.A. Well I'm cruising, I'm bruising - I'm never ever losing I'm in my car - I'm going far and dust is what I'm using Around the way is where I'm from And I'm from Manhattan and I'm not a bum Because you're pud-slapping, ball-flapping - got that juice My name's Mike D. and I can do that Jerry Lewis (repeat chorus) Hip-hop, body rockin' - doing the do Beer drinking, breath stinking, sniffing glue Belly flipping, always illing, busting caps My name's Mike D. and I write my own snaps I'm a peep-show seeking on the forty-deuce I'm a killer at large and I'm on the loose Pistol packing, Monkey drinking, no money bum I come from Brooklyn 'cause that's where I'm from Cheap-skate, perpetrating - money hungry jerk Everyday I drink a "O.E." and I don't go to work You drippy nose knuckle-head - you're we behind the ears You like men - and we like beer. (repeat chorus) King of the Ave. with the Def female You're rhyming and stealin' with the freshest ale Cooling at the crib watching my TV Ed Norton - Ted Knight - and Mr. Ed Pump it up homeboy - just don't stop Chef Boy-ar-dee cooling on the pot I take no slack cause I got the knack And I'm never dusting out cause I torch that crack The King Adrock - that is my name And you're drinking Moet - we got the champagne A quarter dropping - going shopping buying wigs Surgeon general cut professor - D.J. Thigs (repeat chorus) more free lyrics |
35. _ Super Disco Breakin'
50 cups of coffee and you know it's on I move the crowd to the break of break of dawn Can't rock the house without the party people Cause when we're gettin down we are all equal There's no better or worse between you and me But I rock the mic so viciously Like pins and needles and words that sting At the blink of an eye I will do my thing Like a needle in the cartridge when the record spins Like diggin down deep in the record bins Everybody gettin down make no mistake Nothing sounds quite like an 8 0 8 Money Makin Money Money Makin Manhattan Super Disco Disco Breakin' Sometimes I like to brag sometimes I'm soft spoken When I'm in Holland I eat the pannenkoeken I got the spice you bring the sauce You can kiss my ass you funky boss Now that you got what you want, you want more I'll be with the hammer and the nail at your door With these funky beats I be goin' head huntin' Shouts to my peeps let me know if you feel something I can give you all you need A little beat for the rhythm and some words to read Let me tell you now that's my favorite shit And when I got a new rhyme I just say it So Money Makin Money Money Makin Manhattan Super Disco Disco Breakin' more free lyrics |
36. _ Brass Monkey
Brass Monkey, that funky Monkey Brass Monkey junkie That funky Monkey Got this dance that's more than real Drink Brass Monkey here's how you feel Put your left leg down, your right leg up Tilt your head back let's finish the cup M.C.A. with the bottle D. rocks the can Adrock gets nice with Charlie Chan We're offered Moet, we don't mind Chivas Wherever we go with bring the Monkey with us Adrock drinks three Mike D. is D. Double R. foots the bill most definitely I drink Brass Monkey and I rock well I got a catle in Brooklyn that's where I dwell Brass Monkey, that funky Monkey Brass Monkey junkie That funky Monkey Cause I drink it anytime and anyplace When it's time to get ill I pour it on my face Monkey tastes def when you pour it on ice Come on y'all it's time to get nice Coolin' by the lockers getting kind of funky Me and the crew, we're drinking Brass Monkey This girl walked by she gave me the eye I reached in the locker grabbed the Spanish Fly I put it with the Monkey mixed it in the cup Went over to the girl, "Yo baby, what's up?" I offered her a sip, the girl she gave me lip It did begin the stuff wore in and now she's on my tip Brass Monkey, that funky Monkey Brass Monkey junkie That funky Monkey Step up to the bar put the girl down She takes a big gulp and slaps it around Take a sip, you can do it, you get right to it We had a case in the place and we went right through it You got a dry Martini thinking you're cool I'll take your place at the bar, I smack you off your stool I'll down a '40 dog" in a single gulp And if you got beef you'll get beat to a pulp Monkey and parties and reelin' and rockin' Def, def Girls, girls All y'all jockin' The song and dance keeping you in a trance If you don't buy my record I got my advance I drink it I think it I see it I be it I love Brass Monkey but I won't give D. it We got the bottle you got the cup Come on everybody let's get ffffff Brass Monkey, that funky Monkey Brass Monkey junkie That funky Monkey more free lyrics |
37. _ Unite
Goin off the hook like Latrell Spreewell I've got the ill technique so you know me fe well We be kickin bass all up in your face And when it comes to beats well I'm the rhythm ace Now if you check my pulse it beats skull snaps I keep all my rhymes in my Le Sportsac So what if I'm a ham and cheese on rye I got to do my thing and that's no lie Well ice is cold and fire is hot When it comes to competition we've got them locked U.N.I.T.E. A little shout to Ian and little Zoe One can wonder why but can't deny If we could work it out it would be so fly We'll never know unless we try So tell me party people what's your zodiac sign Breakdancers of the world unite BBoys of the world unite I went inside the deli and my man's like what I write the songs that make the whole world suck I need to break it down every chance I get So "Ssshhh we keep it raw on the set" Automation circulation This is for the people all around the nations I got books with hooks and it looks like rain Would someone on the Knicks please drive the lane Now rhymes are montaquilla on a track by us I've got to keep my mind clear so I don't bust If you got bad breath then maybe try scope And if you wash your ass you best use soap People of the world you realize We got to get together and harmonize I feel I'm comin down with the bugallo flu Ravers of the world unite We're the scientists of sound We're mathematically puttin' it down When lightning strikes best grab a ground Got to get up to get down I've got the terminator style with a touch of the tweak Technique 1200's I'm known to freak I don't like to fight, I don't carry a piece I wear permanent press so I'm always creased Mike D with the rump shakin action Do it like this for the intergalaction I practice asana daily so I'm very flexible I'm a Scorpio so you know I'm very sexual Shouts to Rach and my brother Matthew In money makin it's how we do I be smokin roaches in the vestibule In the next millennium I'll still be old school (Ron) HIGH ROLLER BIG BALLER I call em crullers but you know they're called CRAWLERS We keep it movin to the broad daylight BGirls of the world unite alright Keep it on and on more free lyrics |
38. _ Just A Test
Like a flag at half mast as frames click fast Not a thing will last as past is past Like stacks of thoughts that got played and worn Used over and over till they were tired and torn Like a broken clock that can't tell time Like a thick ass book that's filled with wack rhymes Like a scorching blaze that burned the sand Like a band that planned and planned and planned And flew down like a raven in the dark of night And snatched up the worm helpless to fight And brought it back to the nest singing microphone check One two one two this is just a test Like sand in one hand You can't hold for long Like scheming on a plan that goes all wrong Like fudge and caramel they're not the same And it's a shame all you talk is game You act like a diamond waiting to be set In a gold ring, as if, I bet As time goes by in this give and take As long as I learn I will make mistakes What do I want? What do I need? Why do I want it? What's in it for me? It's the imagery of technology Is what you get is what you see Don't worry your mind When you give it your best One two one two this is just a test more free lyrics |
39. _ Electrify
Words comin forth like water from the tap Clap tracks line the spaces places papers people stack Back track through the minutes when the thoughts went insane I pulled the picture off the cover and blew out the mind games People say this is the playlist of the void non-bound But I can say this is the plainness of the peace I've found It's not the sorrow or the pity that we hope to dismantle It's the cast of past dice lighting both ends of the candles Scandelescent in the means I have dreamed on the schemes Reunited in the times of such picturesque scenes Can I get a witness to testify Open your eyes realize electrify So I plan and I scam and write it off on my taxes It's times like these I'll just go with the decisions of the masses And to the crowds who've come before with their profit massing ways To the greed that fucked it up and brought it down to today With pain I stand sane and remain holding strong Whilst all around me those who clowned me are now drowning by the throngs It's illogical the actions that are typically displayed A set back ain't all that much problem to invade So I will glow like a lantern on a new moon night I'll fight violence with these hands that weren't built to fight But like a furnace burning coal my goals are bound to burn in flames Whether achieved or dismantled by the agendas displayed Can I get a witness to testify? Open your eyes realize electrify more free lyrics |
40. _ Sabotage
I Can't Stand It I Know You Planned It But I'm Gonna Set It Straight, This Watergate I Can't Stand Rocking When I'm In Here Because Your Crystal Bal Ain't So Crystal Clear So While You Sit Backand Wonder Why I Got This Fucking Thorn In My Side Oh My, It's A Mirage I'm Tellin' Y'all It's a Sabotage So Listen Up 'Cause You Can't Say Nothin' You'll Shut Me Dow With A Push Of Your Button? But I'm Out And I'm Gone I'll Tell You Now I Keep It On And On 'Cause What You See You Might Not Get And We Can Bet So Don't You Get Souped Yet You're Scheming On A Thing That's A Mirage I'm Trying To Tell You Now It's Sabotage Why; Our Backs Are Now Against The Wall Listen All Of Y'all It's A Sabotage I Can't Stand It, I Know You Planned It But I'm Gonna Set It Straight This Watergate I Can't Stand Rockin' When I'm In This Place Because I Feel Disgrace Because You're All In My Face But Make No Mistakes And Switch Up My Channel I'm Buddy Rich When I Fly Off The Handle What Could It Be, It's A Miracle You're Scheming On A Thing; That's Sabotage more free lyrics |
41. _ Egg Man
I looked out the window and seen his bald head I ran to the fridge and pulled out an egg Scoped him with my scopes he had no hair Launched that shot and he was caught out there Saw the convertible driving by Loaded up the slingshot and let one fly He went for his to find he didn't have one Put him in check correct with my egg gun The egg a symbol of life Go inside your house and bust out your wife Pulled out the jammy he thought it was a joke The trigger I pulled his face the yoke Reached in his pocket took all his cash Left my man standing with an egg moustache Suckers they come a dime a dozen And when I say dozen you know what I'm talking about Humpty Dumpty was a big fat egg He was playing the wall and then he broke his leg Tossed it out the window three minutes hot Hit the Rastaman he said *bloodclot* Which came first the chicken or the egg I egged the chicken then I ate his leg Riding the trains in between cars When I pull out the station *you're gonna get yours* Drive by eggings plaguing L.A. *Yo they just got my little cousin ese* Sometimes hard boiled sometimes runny It comes from a chicken not a bunny dummy People laugh it's no joke My name's Yauch and I'm throwing the yoke *Now they got me in a cell* but I don't care It was then that I caught catching people out there We all dressed in black we snuck up around the back We began to attack the eggs did crack on Haze's back Sam I am down with the program Green eggs and ham Yosemite Sam Come Halloween you know I come strapped I throw it at a sucker K-pap You made the mistake you judge a man by his race You go through life with egg on your face You woke up in the morning with a peculiar feeling You looked up and saw egg dripping from the ceiling Families puck rocks the businessman I'll dog anybody with an egg in my hand Not like the crack that you put in a pipe But crack on your forehead here's a towel now wipe more free lyrics |
42. _ And Me
Once again I'm all wrapped up in me My best friend's my own worst enemy Electricity and gravity Oh my god now take a look at me My life line's run by AT&T They got their wires all up in me Is push and pull the way it's got to be Once again I'm all wrapped up in me and me more free lyrics |
43. _ Stop That Train
It's 4:00 a.m. I've got the Dr. Hfuhruhurr Ale I've got nothing to lose so I'm pissin' on the third rail Groggy eyed and fried I'm headed for the station D-Train ride Coney Island vacation Dedicated to the boofers in the back of the 1 train They'll be kicking out windows high on cocaine Jump the turnstyle I lost my last token Riding between the cars pissing smoking Also finger popping Two bums fucking I seen them rocking Head for the last car fluorescent light blackout Policeman told my homeboy put that crack out You know you light up when the lights go down Read the New York Post Fulton St. downtown Same faces every day but you don't know their names Party people going placed on the D-Train French trench coat wing tip going to work Pulling a train like Captain Kirk Pick pocket gangsters paying their debts Caught a bullet in the lung from Bernie Goetz Overworked and underpaid staring at the floor Prostitutes spandex caught in the ding dong doors Stuck between the stations it seems like an eternity Sweating like sardines in a flophouse fraternity $50.00 fine for disturbing the peace The neck tortoise the Lees creased Hot cup of coffee and the donuts are Dunkin Friday night and Jamaica Queens funkin Elevated platform never gonna conform Riding over the diner where I always get my toast warm Bust into the conductor's booth and busted out rhymes Over the loud speaker about the hard times Sat across from a man readin El Diario Riding the train down from El Barrio Went from the station straight to Orange Julius Bought a hot dog from my man George Drakoulias more free lyrics |
44. _ Intergalactic
Intergalactic Planetary Planetary Intergalactic Another Dimension Don't you tell me to smile You stick around I'll make it worth your while Got numbers beyond what you can dial Maybe it's because I'm so versatile Style profile I said It always brings me back when I hear Ooh Child >From the Hudson River out to the Nile I run the marathon just up until the very last mile If you battle me I will revile People always say my style is wild You've got gall you've got guile To step to me I'm a rapophile If you want to battle you're in denial Coming from Uranus to check my style Go ahead put my rhymes on trial Cast you off into exile Intergalactic planetary Planetary intergalactic Jazz and Awol that's our team Step inside the party disrupt the whole scene When it comes to beats well I'm a fiend I like my sugar with coffee and cream Got to keep it going keep it going full steam Too sweet to be sour too nice to be mean On the tough guy style I'm not too keen To try to change the world I will plot and scheme Mario C likes to keep it clean Gonna shine like a sunbeam Keep on rapping cause that's my dream Got an A from Moe Dee for sticking to themes When it comes to envy y'all is green Jealous of the rhyme and the rhyme routine Another dimension new galaxy Intergalactic planetary Intergalactic planetary Planetary intergalactic >From the family tree of old school hip hop Kick off your shoes and relax your socks The rhymes will spread just like a pox Cause the music is live like an electric shock I am known to do the Wop Also known for the Flintstone Flop Tammy D getting biz on the crop Beastie Boys known to let the beat drop When I wrote graffiti my name was Slop If my rap's soup my beats is stock Step from the tables as I start to chop I'm a lumber jack DJ Adrock If you try to knock me you'll get mocked I'll stir fry you in my wok Your knees'll start shaking and your fingers pop Like a pinch on the neck of Mr. Spock Intergalactic planetary Planetary intergalactic Another dimension do i more free lyrics |
45. _ Fight For Your Right (To Party)
You wake up late for school man you don't wanna go You ask you mom, "Please?" but she still says, "No!" You missed two classes and no homework But your teacher preaches class like you're some kind of jerk Chorus: You gotta fight for your right to party You pop caught you smoking and he said, "No way!" That hypocrite smokes two packs a day Man, living at home is such a drag Now your mom threw away your best porno mag (Bust it!) (Chorus) Don't step out of this house if that's the clothes you're gonna wear I'll kick you out of my home if you don't cut that hair Your mom busted in and said, "What's that noise?" Aw, mom you're just jealous it's the Beastie Boys! (Chorus x2) more free lyrics |
46. _ 3 Minute Rule
Now here we go dropping science dropping it all over Like bumping around the town like when you're driving a Range Rover Expanding the horizons and expanding the parameters Expanding the rhymes of sucker M.C. amateurs Naugels, Isaac Newton Scientific E.Z. Ben Franklin with the kite getting over with the key Rock shocking the mic as many times times the times tables Rock well to tell dispel all of the old fables I've been dropping the new science and kicking the new knowledge An M.C. to a degree that you can't get in college The dregs of the earth and the eggs that I eat I've got pegs through my hands and one through my feet Shea Stadium the radium E M D squared Got kicked out of the Palladium you think that I cared It's the sound of science Public service announcement time and money for girls covered with honey You lie and aspire to be as cunning Reeling and rockin' and rollin' B size D cup Order the quarter deluxe why don't you wake up My mind is kinda flowin like an oil projector Had to get up to get the Jimmy protector Went berserk and worked and exploded She woke up in the morning and her face was coated Buddy you study the man on the mic D. do what you like Drunk a skunk am I from the celebration To peep that freak unique penetration I figured out who makes the crack It's the suckers with the badges and the blue jackets A professor of science cause I keep droppin' it I smell weak cause you keep poppin' it People always asking what's the phenomenon Yo what's up know what's going on No one really knows what I'm talking about Yeah that's right my name's Yauch Ponce De Leon constantly on The fountain of youth not Robotron Peace is a word I've heard before So move and move and move upon the dance floor I'm gonna die gonna die one day Cause I'm goin and goin and goin this way Not like a roach or a piece of toast I'm going out first class not going out coach Rock my Adidas never rock Fila *I do not sniff the coke I only smoke sinsemilla* With my nose I knows and with my scopes I scope What I live I write and that is strictly rope I've got science for any occasion Postulating theorems formulating equations Cheech wizard in a snow blizzard Eating chicken gizzards with a girl named Lizzy Dropping science like when Galileo dropped his orange more free lyrics |
47. _ Looking Down The Barrel Of A Gun
Rolling down the hill snowballing getting bigger An explosion in the chamber the hammer from the trigger I seen him get stabbed I watched the blood spill out He had more cuts than my man Chuck Chillout 24 is my age 22 is my gauge Writing rhymes on a page going off in a rage Out on a mission a stolen car mission Had a little problem with the transmission 3 on the tree in the middle of the night I have this steak on my head cause I got into a fist fight Life comes in phases take the good with the bad You bought those coins on the street and you got had It's all high spirit you know you gotta hear it Don't touch the mic baby don't come near it It's gonna get you it's gonna get you It's gonna get you girl it's gonna get you Looking down the barrel of a gun Son of a gun son of a bitch Getting paid getting rich Ultra violence running through my head Fuzzy navel y'all making me see red Rapid fire Louie like Rambo got bullets I'm a gonna die harder like my kid Bruce Willis Drummond I love girlies waxing and milking Got more excuses than my man Dave Scilkin Predetermined destiny is who I am You got your finger on the trigger like the Son of Sam I am Like Clockwork Orange going off on the town I've got posse bonanza to beat your ass down I'm mad at my desk and I'm writing all curse words Expressing my aggressions through my schizophrenic verse words You're a headless chicken chasin' a sucker free basin Looking for a fist to put your face in Get hip don't slip knuckle heads Racism is schism on the serious tip more free lyrics |
48. _ The Negotion Limerick File
My DJ's got the cuts and the beats are on We're comin with the limericks and we're comin' strong And the rhythm's on time to every word and rhyme When it comes to keep it real I keep it really wrong At the risk of sounding crass I would like to mention That I am well aware of your wack intentions To usurp my prose you so and so It's my primary bone of contention I tell you everybody I've had it With all these people with static I'll go insane if it don't rain Sucker MC's are problematic I love it when you hit those switches A curve ball's what my pitch is So here we here we come Like dum ditty dum I keep all five boroughs in stitches The sound sounds sweeter through the echolex It'll spin you around and throw you in a hex Until you feel no pain inside your brain All your worries are soothed by the sound effects Read it in the Post and the Daily News Listen everybody let's show improve Don't let me begin about heroin Living six feet deep just ain't the move We're giving you soul power I like it sweet and sour When it comes to rhymes and beat designs I'm at the control tower Tell me what makes you so afraid Of all those people you say you hate Just give it one time for your mind And let's try to negotiate more free lyrics |
49. _ Putting Shame Into Your Game
Beatsie Beatsie Boys gettin live on the spot Puttin all kinds of shame in the game you got We keep the party movin to the broad day light g.e.t.l.i.v.e. alright Transhypnotic robotic can't stop it No limits to this style you know you can't lock it First you mock it, rock it and then you stock it But I've got the styles that are always in the pocket Like a bird floating down on a New York breeze Every thought in the mind is a planted seed So watch the mind or the thoughts will stack Before you know it they're boomeranging on back I'm the king of boogle there is none higher I get 11 points off the word quagmire Fools can't see me and that's how it is And that's how I like it cause that's my biz Beatsie Beatsie Boys gettin live on the spot Puttin all kinds of shame in the game you got We keep the party movin to the broad day light g.e.t.l.i.v.e. alright Time's an illusion as the moments race by Too fast to really grasp though we may try Deny, till we die, ooh my my These thoughts that mislead and then multiply Second by second and minute by minute It's like lotto you gotta be in it to win it Shakin mind breakin on their own demise Lies tax to the max and they'll be feelin those vibes So tell me what you need that you have got Fiending on power will make your blood clot It starts with the greed and then goes all wrong That's why we can't all just get along We're all connected like a Leggo set One equaling one together like a croquette Whether we have or have not yet met It ain't no thing and it ain't no sweat Beatsie Beatsie Boys gettin live on the spot Puttin all kinds of shame in the game you got We keep the party movin to the broad day light g.e.t.l.i.v.e. alright You're caught in a panic and it's rattled your brain The selfish ways just can't maintain But these are the breaks when you try and come fake Don't come with the rhymes that you just half baked I'm the Benihana chef on the SP12 I chop the fuck out the beats left on the shelf You be like hello nasty where you been It's time you brought the grimy beats out the dungeon I jumped outside the house with my Walkman on I get so hyped when I hear this song It's gonna keep me happy like all day long So go and talk shit cause it just makes me strong Don't grease my palm with your filthy cash Multinationals spreading like a rash I might stick around or I might be a fad But I won't sell my songs for no TV ad Beatsie Beatsie Boys gettin live on the spot Puttin all kinds of shame in the game you got We keep the party movin to the broad day light g.e.t.l.i.v.e. alright Junior more free lyrics |
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