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People How You Doing There's A New Day Dawning
For The Earth Mother It's A Brand New Morning For Such A Long While There's Been Such A Longing But Now The Sun Is Shining Let's Roll Back The Awning This Is A Type Of Kinda Like A Formal Dedication Giving Out A Shout For Much Inspiration All I Ever Really Want To Do Is Get Nice Get Loose And Goof My Little Slice Of Life Sendin' Out Love To All Corners Of The Land Jump Up On The Stage And Take The Mic In My Hand Not Playin' The Roll Just Being Who I Am And If You Try To Dis Me I Couldn't Give A Damn 'Cause I'm Rockin' Bass From The Back Of My Car Feels Soothing Right Bazookas Is What I'm Using I'm Mike D And It's Been Proven I Love It When I See The Party People Get Movin' Strapped On The Bar Goggles And What Did I See But The Music Brought The People Into Harmony |
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| 2. |
| 1:36 |
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Funky Boss Get Off My Back
Funky Boss Get Off My Back Funky Boss Get Off My Back Funky Boss Get Off My Back Funky Boss Get Off My Back |
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| 3. |
| 4:17 |
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If You Can Feel What I'm Feeling Then It's A Musical Masterpiece
But If You Can Hear What I'm Dealing With Then That's Cool At Least What's Running Through My Mind Comes Through In My Walk True Feelings Are Shown From The Way That I Talk And This Is Me, Y'All- I M.C., Y'All My Name Is M.C.A. And I Still Do What I Please And Now I'd Like To Introduce I'll Pass The Mic To D. For A Fist Full Of Truth The Name Is D., Y'All And I Don't Pay And I Can Rock A Block Party 'Til Your Hair Turns Grey "So, What You Sayin'?" I Explode On Site And Like Jimmy Walker I'm "Dynomite" And Now I'd Like To Pass The Mic So Adrock C'mon And Do Anything You Like I'm The A.D.R.O.C.K. In The Place With The Bass I'm Going All The Way I Can't Stop Y'All Tick Tock Y'All And If You Think That You're Slick You'll Catch A Brick Y'All 'Cause I'm A Turn It In And I'm A Turn It Out But For Now I've Got To Pass The Mic To Yauch Well On And On And On And On I Can't Stop Y'All 'Til The Early Morn' So Rock Rock Y'All Tick Tock Y'All To The Beat Y'All C'mon And Rock Y'All I Give Thanks For Inspiration It Guides My Mind Along The Way A Lot Of People Get Jealous, They're Talking About Me But That's Just 'Cause They Haven't Got A Thing To Say Everybody's Rapping Like It's A Commercial Actin' Like Life Is A Big Commercial So This Is What I've Got To Say To You All Be True To Yourself And You Will Never Fall And Now I'd Like To Pass The Mic To The A So What's Your Name, Yauch? My Name Is M.C.A. I've Been Coming To Where I Am From The Get Go Find That I Can Groove With The Beat When I Let Go So Put Your Worries On Hold Get Up And Groove With The Rhythm In Your Soul And Now I'd Like To Pass The Mic To My Brother Adrock C'mon And Shine Like A Light Yes Yes Y'All And Yes Yes Y'All I'm Always On Time Never The Less Y'All And That's Right Y'All, I Shed Light Y'All I've Got No Time In My Life To Get Uptight Y'All So What You Gonna Say That I Don't Know Already? I'm Like Clyde And I'm Rockin' Steady But Time Flies When You're Having Fun So Mike D C'mon And Get Some M.I.K.E. To The D. You Come And See Me And You Pay A Fee Do What I Do Professionally To Tell The Truth I Am Exactly What I Want To Be Now Ad-Rock And M.C.A. Let's Rock This Joint In The Old School Way Well I'm On 'Til The Crack Of Dawn Mowing Down M.C.'s Like I'm Mowing A Lawn I Go Off Like Nothing Can Phase Me You Think We'll Ever Meet Stevie? One Of These Days, D But I Can Stand My Ground And I Am Down To Wax An M.C Who Acts Like A Clown But For Now, I'd Like To Ask You How You Like The Feel Of The Bass In Your Face In The Crowd |
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| 4. |
| 2:46 |
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Good Times Gone But You Missed Them What's Gone Wrong In
Your System Things They Bounce Just Like A Spaulding What'd You Think Did You Miss Your Calling It's So Free This Kind Of Feeling It's Like Life It's So Appealing When You've Got So Much To Say It's Called Gratitude Good Times Gone But You Feed It Hate's Grown Strong You Feel You Need It Just One Thing Do You Know What You Think That The World Owes You What's Gonna Set You Free Look Inside And You'll See When You've Got So Much To Say It's Called Gratitude |
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| 5. |
| 2:42 |
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Lighten up, Gotta' Lighten Up Gotta' Lighten Up Right Now
Gotta' Lighten Up Gotta' Lighten Up Gotta' Lighten Up Right Now Gotta' Lighten Up Gotta' Lighten Up Gotta' Lighten Up Right Now Gotta' Lighten Up Gotta' Lighten Up Gotta' Lighten Up Shine Like The Sun Lighten Up Gotta' Lighten Up Gotta' Lighten Up Right Now Gotta' Lighten Up Gotta' Lighten Up Gotta' Lighten Up Right Now Gotta' Lighten Up Gotta' Lighten Up Gotta' Lighten Up Right Now Gotta' Lighten Up Gotta' Lighten Up Gotta' Lighten Up Shine Like The Sun |
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| 6. |
| 3:40 |
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So Mike D What's Up? Yo Yauch What's Up? Come On Mike Let's
Tear It Up Hear No Evil See No Evil Talking No Bullshit So Many Damn People Are So Damn Full Of It Keyboard Money Mark You Know He's Not Having It Just Give Him Some Wood And He'll Build You A Cabinet I'm Convinced That Vince Is Ripping Me Off I Think It's His Girdle That's Tipping Me Off Mike D's Out Back And He's Growing Onions I've Got Bigger Buns Than My Man Paul Bunyon's I've Been Going Nuts Gettin' All Cooped Up Fully Hermitizing But Now I'm Getting Souped Up It's Time To Turn The Page To A Brand New Chapter Setting My Sights And You Know What I'm After I'll Be In The Paper The News With Ernie Ernesto They'll Even Print My Recipe For Pasta With Pesto Now Here's Another Special Of The Day I've Got More Spice Than The Frugal Gourmet Well Mike D What Got For Me Show These Good People What It Means To Be D Well They Call Me Mike D With The Mad Man Style I Put The Mic Up To My Lips And I Can Scream For A While Created A Sound At Which Many Were Shocked I've Got A Million Ideas That I Ain't Even Rocked I've Got The Light Bulb Flashing At The Top Of My Head Never Wake Up On The Wrong Side Of The Bed You're An Idea Man Not A Yes Man With A Point To Make You're Bound To Take A Stand 'Cause I'm Pete The Puma Minnie The Moocher Got Every Type Of Flavor That Will Suit Ya You Know The Bass Is Real Fat Because It's Gotta Be Like That A Snare On The Funky Tin And A Taste Of The High Hat Yo Yauch What's Up? Mike D What's Up? Come On Yauch, Let's Tear It Up I Could Catch A Groove Like A Flash In The Dark Grab A Hold Of Your Attention Like A Thief In The Park 'Cause I Can Flip A Rhyme Off The Tip Of My Tongue Switching Up The Rhythm Like The Rhyme's A Piece Of Chewing Gum Now I Might Chew But I Don't Bite My Ideas Are Mine When I Begin To Write In My Sleep I'll Be Thinking 'Bout Beats And Getting On The Mic And Busting Some Treats And Sporting The Crazy Funky Threads That You've Never Even Seen Before What I'm Lacking From The Macking I Can Find At The Thrift Store I Won't Scuff Nor Scuffle Just Grin As They Walk By Take Time To Rhyme For A Girl I Hear Talk Fly Down Some Papaya Down With The Revolution Always Wear My Goggles 'Cause There's So Much Pollution I Can Do The Freak, The Patty Duke And The Spank Gotta Free The Funky Fish From The Funky Fish Tanks I'll Sell My House, Sell My Car And I'll Sell All My Stuff "I'm Going Back To New York City I Do Believe I've Had Enough" |
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| 7. |
| 3:37 |
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Just Plug Me In Just Like I Was Eddie Harris You're Eating Crazy
Cheese Like You'd Think I'm From Paris You Know I Get Fly You Think I Get High You Know That I'm Gone And I'm A Tell You All Why So Tell Me Who Are You Dissing Maybe I'm Missing The Reason That You're Smiling or Wilding So Listen In My Head I Just Want To Take 'em Down Imagination Set Loose And I'm Gonna Shake 'em Down Let It Flow Like A Mud Slide When I Get On I Like To Ride And Glide I've Got Depth Of Perception In My Text Y'all I Get Props At My Mention 'Cause I Vex Y'All So What'cha Want You're So Funny With The Money That You Flaunt Where'd You Get Your Information From You Think That You Can Front When Revelation Comes You Can't Front On That Well They Call Me Mike D The Ever Loving Man I'm Like Spoonie Gee I'm The Metropolitician You Scream And You Holler About My Chevy Impala But The Sweat Is Getting Wet Around The Ring Around Your Collar But Like A Dream I'm Flowing Without No Stopping Sweeter Than A Cherry Pie With Ready Whip Topping Goin' From Mic To Mic Kickin' It Wall To Wall Well I'll Be Calling Out You People Like A Casting Call It's Wack When You're Jacked In The Back Of A Ride With Your Know With Your Flow When You're Out Getting By Believe Me What You See Is What You Get And You See Me Coming Off As You Can Bet I Think I'm Losing My Mind This Time This Time I'm Losing My Mind You Can't Front On That But Little Do You Know About Something That I Talk About I'm Tired Of Driving It's Due Time That I Walk About But In The Meantime, I'm Wise To The Demise I've Got Eyes In The Back Of My Head So I Realize Well I'm Dr. Spock I'm Here To Rock Y'All I Want You Off The Wall If You're Playing The Wall So What'cha Want Y'All Suckers Write Me Checks And Then They Bounce So I Reach In My Pocket For The Fresh Amount See I'm The Long Leaner Victor The Cleaner I'm The Illest Motherfucker From Here To Gardena I'm As Cool As A Cucumber In A Bowl Of Hot Sauce You've Got The Rhyme And Reason But No'Cause So If You're Hot To Trot You Think You're Slicker Than Grease I've Got News For You Crews You'll Be Sucking Like A Leach You Can't Front On That So What'cha Want |
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| 8. |
| 0:34 |
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The Beatsie Boys They Are They're Comin' Home
They're Comin' Home They're Comin' Home Oh They're Comin' Home |
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| 9. |
| 1:49 |
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Yeah, that's right
It's time to set the record straight Ain't nobody got to spell it for me Ain't nobody got to yell I can see Ain't nobody got the pain I can hear But if I have to I'll yell in your ear Time for living Time for giving x 4 Ain't nobody to to spell it for me I said ain't nobody got to yell I can see I said ain't nobody got the pain I can hear But if I have to I will yell in your ear Soul fire Soul fire And we ain't got no water We don't have no water Time for living time for giving No time for making up a monster to sell Time for living time for giving No time for breakin' out a lie to sell |
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| 10. |
| 3:28 |
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I Wish For Peace Between The Races Someday We Shall All Be One
Why Fight Yourself This One's Called Rectify There's Something Coming To The Surface There's Fire All Around But This Is An Illusion I've Seen Better Days Than This One I've Seen Better Nights Than This One Tension Is Rebuilding Something's Got To Give Someday We Shall All Be One Jesus Christ We're Nice |
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| 11. |
| 0:32 |
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(Beastie Boys)
Our Evening Began In Peter Scharro's Confortable Study In His New York Townhouse Where The Candle Light Was Just Right The HiFi Was In The Background And The Wine Was Delicious... [Laughing] What's The Secret Peter Naturally I'll Say Its The Wine Mmm It Does Go Well With The Chicken Delicious again Peter |
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| 12. |
| 2:48 |
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I don't see things quite the same as I used to
As I live my life I've got just me to be true to And when I find that I don't know about Just what to do I turn and look within to see what I should do Now I'm not sure what it takes to be hip A lot of people making music that to be ain't shit So I ask creation For rhymes for this jam Gimme lickle solo and I'll take the mic stand Love vibe As the earth spins into brand new day I see the light on the horizons's not fading away Gonna shine from within like a bright white sun No need to hide and no place to run Got the vibrations of the music Bringing light to your mind So you can move and groove And feel the beat of the time Sense the power in the air as it starts to move You get a real good feeling that you just can't lose Contemplation time, intuition time Evolution time, resolution time Free your mind it's time for good times And let yourself move it's a time to shine Spread your wings in the sky, feelin' good inside Breaking fool with no need to hide I got the music cuttin' throught me Takin' control of my soul I can't hold back I've got to let go Stand together people come together now It's about time we've got to get together y'all |
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| 13. |
| 2:14 |
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| 14. |
| 2:52 |
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Who is the man coming down your block
It's me you see with the funk in my walk 'Cause I'm doin' just what I like to Today is my day and I'm a get nice too You gotta keep movin' and you can't say nothing I'm a keep bouncin' and bumpin' and stuffin' One thing you ought to know---I am the maestro (Speech) I feel like Rufus Thomas The crown prince of dance I'm Mike D and I'm known for romance I'm the crazy baldhead with the part on the side And I'm riding down the block Like I'm on a water slide 'Cause it's the type of day I feel like pressing my luck 'Cause I got nothing to lose 'Cause I don't give a fuck See I'm a player I play Don't play to win I play to show I am the maestro! (Routine, then speech) Who is the man |
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| 15. |
| 2:33 |
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We Getin' Ready To Get Funky In Here We Got The Beasie Boys They're My Boys M.C.A, Rock Rock On And My Man Mike D., Rock Rock On And The King ADRock, Rock Rock On My Man On The Conga, Rock Rock On I Can't Forget My Man On The Keyboards, Rock Rock On And My Man Cool V., Rock Rock On To The To The Beats Ya'll And You Don't Stop We Give You Over To The MC I Say Rock The Mic You Wanna Get Down With The Beat And Be The Likeings Of An MC, Go With The MC Talk Check Out The Brother Man, I'm From New York B. On C. Ubdia Ubdia Ubdia Ubdia Ubdia Ubdia Ubdia A. R. Bada Rbada K And I'm Not Gonna Waka Wreck Your Day Now I Can Go all Night With The Rhymes That I Write Well Agree That Is Me 'Cause I Am Never Like Mylia A Hip A Hip Ya'll I Say Trip Ya'll You Wanna Get Down With The MC With The Back Bone Flip With The Boogaloo Flu I'm Down With The Crew Gotta Rock You, Waa You White Or Blue Or Black Or Green Shinnky Corse Of Yellow Would You Listen To Me I Don't Rhyme Accapello Did You Like The Drummer The Drummer Get Funky Get Funky Yo, Get Funky Drummer That Sound - Ouuu Agh Yea Get Funky Everybody In On Three 1 2 3 Aghhh This Is My New Band Biz Markie And The Beasie Boys Everybody Give It Up Yo, We Gotta Break Some Back Boys In Here I'm Gonna Sing For This And When You're Gettin' On Down With The Sounds That You Like You Know It's Me Biz Markie I Say I Do What I Like Well My Man The Origional King ADRock And My Man M.C.A. and My Man Mike Rock On The Drums In The Drum Of An MCC Did You Get The Legend Of The Aussi The Other Day R.O.K. Out Of The E. And You Are Like A Dree The Boo-Why Tribe In The Place To Be So What My Man, The King ADRock Gettin' Funky With The Rhymin That Just Don't Stop Say, Adam Adam Adam Adam Adam Get Down Get Down Just Show You're Adam Abuda Abuda Abuda A Or Daga-E Every Record That I'll Make I'll Aways Be And If You Think That You Can Get On Down Well Like A Sound That's Rockin' All Over the Town And If You Wanna Hear The S.K.V And The Crew Thay Call The Beasie Esa-Q Love Said We Rock the House You Don't Wanna Doubt 'Em Cause We Turn The Party Out We In The Studio Of The Beasie Boys You Know We Have The One On The Noise With the Beat I Put In The Mouth And I Rock The Brothers Out I Get On That With A Sound I Turn The Party Out The Origional Origional B Down With My Man By The Name Of Mike D Can't Forget M.C.A. And King ADRock And We Guarantee To But You In Shock That's What I Told You The Origional B. I See When I Go Rockin' With The Crew With My Man Plugin' Guitar And Plugin' The Bass It Don't Matter We Be Rockin' And Dogin' People's Face And Everytime That You Hear The Origional And You Know That I'm Never Here And Wanna Get Down 'Cause I Put You In a Trance Oh, You Wanna Get Funky Hey We Gettin' Funky In Here I Get I Get I Get Funky I Get I Get I Get Funky Funky I Get I Get I Get Funky Funky I Get I Get I Get Funky Funky I Get I Get I Get Funky Funky That Is Right Right About Now I'd Like To Say Good Night This Is A New Rendetion We Call It Gettin' Funky With The Beasie Boys Shit Check Out This Shake Yo We Gonna End It On A 1 2 3 Though Are You Ready 1 2 1 2 3 Aghhhh-Uhhh |
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| 16. |
| 3:18 |
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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 |
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| 1:06 |
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I Ride On The Bus Into The City Everyday
I Sit On My Seat And I Dream Myself Away I Dream I'm On An Island With That Foxy Lady Too But When I Awaken I Must Be Mistaken I'm On Third Avenue Won't You Take Me Away And Take Away Me |
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| 4:13 |
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Well, I got more bounce to the fuckin' bump
And then you want to know Why it's'cause I'm motherfuckin' truckin' I'm in the pocket just like Grady Tate I got supplies of beats so you don't have to wait 'Cause I'm the master blaster Drinking up the shasta My voice sounds sweet 'cause it has to So light a match to my ass 'cause I'm blown up I'd like to thank the people for just showin' up But now I want y'all to move it Put your point on the floor and just prove it And I'm smurfin not rehearsin' gettin' live y'all A little puffy so you know what I'm doin' right 'Cause that's the kind of frame of mind I'm in I got a feelin' that's back again So don't touch me 'cause I'm electric And if you touch me you'll get shocked! You've got the boomin' system But it's blasting out doo-doo You think it's chocolate milk But it's watered down yoo-hoo I've been through many times In which I thought I might lose it The only thing that saved me Has always been music We've got our own studio the son of the G It's no question life's been good to me 'Cause life ain't nothing but a good groove A good mix tape to put you in the right mood This one goes out to my man the Groove Merchant Coming through with beats For which I've been searching Like two sealed copies of expansions I'm like Tom Vu with yachts and mansions The logo I sport is the face of the monkey Union made Ben Davis quality it's no junk see My chrome is shining just like an icicle I ride around town on my low-rider bicycle So many wack M.C.'s You get the T.V. bozack Ain't even gonna call out your names 'Cause you're so wack But one big oaf whose faker than plastic A dictionary definition of the word spastic You should have never started something That you couldn't finish 'Cause writin' rhymes to me Is like Popeye to spinach I'm bad ass move your fat ass 'Cause you're wack son Dancin' around like you think you're Janet Jackson Thought you could walk on me To get some ground to walk on I'll put the rug out under your ass As I talk on I'll take you out like a sniper on a roof Like an M.C. at the fever in the D.J. booth With your headphones strapped You're rockin' rewind pause Tryin' to figure out what you can do to go for yours But liek the pencil to the paper I got more to come One after another you can all get some So you getter take your time And meditate on your rhyme 'Cause your shit'll be stinking When I go for mine And that's right y'all don't get uptight y'all You can't say shit Because you're biting what I write y'all And that's wrong y'all over the long haul You can't cut the mustard When you're fronting it all |
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| 4:01 |
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A butterfly floats on the breeze of a sun lit day
As I feel this reality gently fade away Riding on a thought to see where it's from Gliding through a memory of a time yet to come Smoke paints the air Swirling images through my mind Like a whirlpool spin beginning to unwind And I stand at the edge cautiously awaiting As time slips by Carefully navigating by the stars in the sky And I sit And I think to myself And on the horizon the sun light begins to climb And it seems like it's been so long since he shined But I'm sure it was only yesterday A cold chill of fear cut through me I felt my heart contract To my mind I brought the image of light And I expanded out of it My fear was just a shadow And then I voice spoke in my head And she said dark is not the opposite of light It's the absence of light And I thought to myself She knows what she's talking about And for a moment I know What it was all about |
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