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"Agh,
Sad crew, sad crew
Hey ya'll you see what they did to me
There was two of these motherfuckers up here
I done took a picture with one already
You know what I sayin' one was mine
So, where that Mike at
Where that little bastard at that little bastard that took that other one
Where you at, come her man come here man come here...
I got seven motherfucking minutes so you gotta make this quick
See home-piss right here...
This is my man right here, word up
What you sham me for what's wrong
Nutin' man
You alright
High
You high
Alright fuck it them I'm gonna goin you with one in five minutes alright"

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If you wanna find out, try me, Haaa"
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Aaaagh yeaa...
Let me pass it to my man mudfoot
Hey how you feel mudfoot
I'm gonna' lay some funky beats on you right now
Yea you can't front on that
That funky, am I right MCA
Aghhh.... ha ha ha....
Ha ha ha ha ha haa

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"

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"

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

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

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

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

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

1, 2
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

1, 2
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

1, 2
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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Thank You
Couples Only For The Next Five Minutes Please
And A Special Round Of Applauds For Our Zamboni Driver Mario Caldato
Thank You
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Thank You
Honky Rink
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Thank You
We're Having A Sale On New Blades At The Skate Shop
Thank You
Honky Rink
White People Only For The Next Five Minutes Please
Booo Booo
Thank You
Around Around Around Around Around...

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Mark On The Bus


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

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

K, goodevening everybody
Everybody agh ready
Did you go pass the leader on the cassette there
Ohh, it's rollin, OK very good very good
Alright everybody take one...
1 2 3 4...

Hey there everybody
I'd like to tell everybody out there
A little story about, la someone that was very special to me
This is a special song about that special someone
About just how special things can be you know
I'm sure everybody out there has gone
Agh, felt, felt something very simmular to that
And it can uhh, it can be the best thing
It can be the worst thing
It can make you feel great or...

There Georgie Girl
Oh Georgie girl
Oh hey there Georgie girl
You can kiss that old crumb crack guy goodbye
Because you know agh yea baby you know
You're on the one, the funky one
Oh baby, yea
Yo you know, I saw you that day you...
How's your Girl Mike?
Agh she's pretty nice man but I tell you yo
I saw the other Girl at Netty's the other day
And she had her shit together
I'm talkin bout hip hop pow
Boomin' system up top in the back

Agh hey there Georgie Girl
Georgie Girl
Agh baby you look so nice
You on the one
You got your shit together Georgie Girl
Yea you're looking so nice Georgie Girl
Georgie Girl you know you're
On the one
Oh hey lonely Girl

Yea that's right baby that was you the first time
You know i saw you all alone
I was on the boardwalk you know
You know you were looking, agh
Lookin a, agh a little bit lonely and uh
You was squirting the water in the clowns mouth and everything
But hey baby you know I would win the whole prize for you
The whole nine yards, the, the ski ball tickets
Everything baby, for you baby.

Wether your into song wrighting or playing
I think this album will help keep the creative energies flowing
And to the magicians, I wish you many new tasty licks...
Oh yea... I'm sorry the album took so long...

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

If you can feel what i'm feeling then it's a musical masterpiece
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 what's up?
I'll pass the mic to d. for a fist full of truth


The name is d. y'all and i don't play
And i can rock a block party 'til your hair turns grey
So, what you sayin'? i explode on site
I'm like jimmy walker i'm dynomite
And now i'd like to pass the mic
To 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 tock tick 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 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 that's me 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 huh? and m.c.a. yeh?
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

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

Pow!

Pow!

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

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

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

Well just plug me in just like I was Eddie Harris
You're eatin' crazy cheeze like you would 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 dissin'? Maybe I'm missin'
The reason that you're Smilin' or wildin' so listen
In my head I just wanna take 'em down
Imagination set loose and I'm gonna shake 'em down

Let it flow like a mudslide
When I get on I like to ride and glide
I got depth of perception in my text y'all
I get props at my mention cause I vex y'all

So whatcha whatcha whatcha want
I get so funny with with the money that ya flaunt
I said where'd you get your information from huh?
You think that you can front when revelation comes?

*Yeah, you can't front on that*

Well they call me Mike D the ever lovin' man
I'm like Spoonie G well I'm the metropolitician
You scream and you holla 'bout my Chevy Impala
But the sweat is gettin' wet around the ring around your collar

Like a dream I'm flowing without no stoppin'
Sweeter than a cherry pie with Ready Whip toppin'
Goin' from Mic to Mic kickin' it wall to wall
Well I'll be callin' out you people like a casting call

Well it's whack when you're jacked in the back of a ride
With your know with your flow when you're out gettin' by
Believe me what you see is what you get
And you see me I'm comin' off as you can bet

Well I think I'm losin' my mind this time
This time I'm losin' my mind that's right I said
I think I'm losin' my mind this time this time
I'm losin' my mind

*Yeah, you can't front on that*

But little do you know about somethin' that I talk about
I'm tired of drivin' it's due time that I walk about
But in the mean time I'm wise to the demise
I've got eyes in the back of my head so I realize

Well I'm doctor Spock I'm here to rock y'all
I want you off the wall if you're playin' the wall
I said whatcha whatcha whatcha want (whatcha want)
I said whatcha whatcha whatcha want (whatcha want)

You suckers write me checks and then they bounce
So I reach into my pocket for the fresh amount
See I'm the long leaner Victor the Cleaner
I'm the illest mutha fucka from here to Gardena

I'm as cool as a cucumber in a bowl a hot sauce
You got the rhyme and reason but got no cause
Well if you're hot to trot you think you're slicker than grease
I got news for you crews you'll be suckin' like a leech

*Yeah, you can't front on that*

So whatcha whatcha whatcha want (whatcha want)
So whatcha whatcha whatcha want (So whatcha want)
So whatcha whatcha whatcha want (whatcha want)
So whatcha whatcha whatcha want (So whatcha want)

Well just plug me in just like I was Eddie Harris
You're eatin' crazy cheeze like you would 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 dissin'? Maybe I'm missin'
The reason that you're Smilin' or wildin' so listen
In my head I just wanna take 'em down
Imagination set loose and I'm gonna shake 'em down

Let it flow like a mudslide
When I get on I like to ride and glide
I got depth of perception in my text y'all
I get props at my mention cause I vex y'all

So whatcha whatcha whatcha want
I get so funny with with the money that ya flaunt
I said where'd you get your information from huh?
You think that you can front when revelation comes?

*Yeah, you can't front on that*

Well they call me Mike D the ever lovin' man
I'm like Spoonie G well I'm the metropolitician
You scream and you holla 'bout my Chevy Impala
But the sweat is gettin' wet around the ring around your collar

Like a dream I'm flowing without no stoppin'
Sweeter than a cherry pie with Ready Whip toppin'
Goin' from Mic to Mic kickin' it wall to wall
Well I'll be callin' out you people like a casting call

Well it's whack when you're jacked in the back of a ride
With your know with your flow when you're out gettin' by
Believe me what you see is what you get
And you see me I'm comin' off as you can bet

Well I think I'm losin' my mind this time
This time I'm losin' my mind that's right I said
I think I'm losin' my mind this time this time
I'm losin' my mind

*Yeah, you can't front on that*

But little do you know about somethin' that I talk about
I'm tired of drivin' it's due time that I walk about
But in the mean time I'm wise to the demise
I've got eyes in the back of my head so I realize

Well I'm doctor Spock I'm here to rock y'all
I want you off the wall if you're playin' the wall
I said whatcha whatcha whatcha want (whatcha want)
I said whatcha whatcha whatcha want (whatcha want)

You suckers write me checks and then they bounce
So I reach into my pocket for the fresh amount
See I'm the long leaner Victor the Cleaner
I'm the illest mutha fucka from here to Gardena

I'm as cool as a cucumber in a bowl a hot sauce
You got the rhyme and reason but got no cause
Well if you're hot to trot you think you're slicker than grease
I got news for you crews you'll be suckin' like a leech

*Yeah, you can't front on that*

So whatcha whatcha whatcha want (whatcha want)
So whatcha whatcha whatcha want (So whatcha want)
So whatcha whatcha whatcha want (whatcha want)
So whatcha whatcha whatcha want (So whatcha want)

Well just plug me in just like I was Eddie Harris
You're eatin' crazy cheeze like you would 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 dissin'? Maybe I'm missin'
The reason that you're Smilin' or wildin' so listen
In my head I just wanna take 'em down
Imagination set loose and I'm gonna shake 'em down

Let it flow like a mudslide
When I get on I like to ride and glide
I got depth of perception in my text y'all
I get props at my mention cause I vex y'all

So whatcha whatcha whatcha want
I get so funny with with the money that ya flaunt
I said where'd you get your information from huh?
You think that you can front when revelation comes?

*Yeah, you can't front on that*

Well they call me Mike D the ever lovin' man
I'm like Spoonie G well I'm the metropolitician
You scream and you holla 'bout my Chevy Impala
But the sweat is gettin' wet around the ring around your collar

Like a dream I'm flowing without no stoppin'
Sweeter than a cherry pie with Ready Whip toppin'
Goin' from Mic to Mic kickin' it wall to wall
Well I'll be callin' out you people like a casting call

Well it's whack when you're jacked in the back of a ride
With your know with your flow when you're out gettin' by
Believe me what you see is what you get
And you see me I'm comin' off as you can bet

Well I think I'm losin' my mind this time
This time I'm losin' my mind that's right I said
I think I'm losin' my mind this time this time
I'm losin' my mind

*Yeah, you can't front on that*

But little do you know about somethin' that I talk about
I'm tired of drivin' it's due time that I walk about
But in the mean time I'm wise to the demise
I've got eyes in the back of my head so I realize

Well I'm doctor Spock I'm here to rock y'all
I want you off the wall if you're playin' the wall
I said whatcha whatcha whatcha want (whatcha want)
I said whatcha whatcha whatcha want (whatcha want)

You suckers write me checks and then they bounce
So I reach into my pocket for the fresh amount
See I'm the long leaner Victor the Cleaner
I'm the illest mutha fucka from here to Gardena

I'm as cool as a cucumber in a bowl a hot sauce
You got the rhyme and reason but got no cause
Well if you're hot to trot you think you're slicker than grease
I got news for you crews you'll be suckin' like a leech

*Yeah, you can't front on that*

So whatcha whatcha whatcha want (whatcha want)
So whatcha whatcha whatcha want (So whatcha want)
So whatcha whatcha whatcha want (whatcha want)
So whatcha whatcha whatcha want (So whatcha want)

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

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

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

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

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

The Beatsie Boys They Are They're Comin' Home
They're Comin' Home They're Comin' Home
Oh They're Comin' Home

The Biz Vs. The Nuge

The Beatsie Boys They Are They're Comin' Home
They're Comin' Home They're Comin' Home
Oh They're Comin' Home

(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

(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

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

The Maestro

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.

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

Yea
You're coming off like you're Van Damme
You've got Kenny G, in your Trans Am
You've got names like Billy Ray
Now you sing 'Hip Hop Hooray'

Put your Oakley's, stone wash on
Watching MTV and you watch on
And #1 on the side and don't touch the back
And #6 on the top and don't cut it wack, Jack

Mullet head, don't touch the back
Cut the sides, don't touch the back
Cut the sides, don't touch the back
Cut the sides and don't touch the back

Shiny chrome rims never rusted
Driving through the tunnel and you might get busted
Never trusted, mullet head
You know you took that girl to bed

Cruising 8th Street, Saturday night
And trying to find a head shop, looking to fight
You've got that stonewash derriere, yeah
Spike the top because the week-end is here

You wanna know what's a mullet?
Well, I got a little story to tell
About a hair style that's way of life
Have you ever seen a mullet wife?

Yo, take a chill B, check out my Spillbee
'Cause you don't know about the mullet head
Cruise in my IROC, stonewash on my cock
Got it like that 'cause I'm the mullet head
Put me on trial, I'm worth your while
Pass me the comb 'cause I'm the mullet man

Got The New York Post, read that story
About Joey Buttafooco in all his glory
They said he tried to freak it with a high school girl
Pimpin' Amy Fisher to the rest of the world

A real lover man, a real Casanova
Joey got horny and now he's over
Amy got pissed, shot his wife
Joey goes to jail for the rest of his life

Cut the sides, don't touch the back
The back, the back
[Incomprehensible]

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 Savior 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
I큩e Got More Rhymes Than I'v Got Grey Hairs
And That's Alot Because I've Got My Share
I've Got A Hole In My Head And There's No One
To Fix It
Got To Straighten My Thoughts, I'm Thinking Too
Much Sick Shit
Everyone Just Takes and Takes, Takes, Takes,
Takes
I've Got To Step Back, I've Got To Contemplate
I'm Like Lee Perry, I'm Very
On Rock The Microphone And Then I'm Gone
I'm Like Vaughn bode, I'm a Cheech Wizard
Never Quitting, So Won't You Listen


Oh Yes Indeed, It's Fun Time
'Cause You Can't, You Won't And You Don't Stop
MCA Come And Rock The Sure Shot


I Want To Say a Little Something That's Long
Overdue
The Disrespect To Women Has Got To Be Through
To All The Mothers And Sisters A And Ahe
Wives And Friends
I Want To Offer My Love And Respect To The
End
Well You Say I큟 Twenty Something And Should
Be Slacking
But I큟 Working Harder Than Ever And You Could
Call It Macking
So I큟 Supposed To Sit Upon My Couch Watching My
T.V.
I'm Still Iistening To Wax, I'm Not Using The CD
I'm That Kid In The Corner
All Fucked Up And I Wanna So I'm Gonna
Take A Piece Of The Pie, Why Not, I'm Not Quitting
Think I'm Gonna Change Up My Style Just To Fit In
I Keep My Underwear Up With A Piece Of Elastic
I Use A Bullshit Mic That's Made Out Of Plastic
To Send My Rhymes Out To All Nations
Like Ma Bell, I've Got The Ill Communications


(Chorus)

I kick out the jams and tell you who I am
I said I'll make you shake your ass like les macan
And the you're out talking shit like yosemite sam
You've got the elephant feet like les mccan
Up the crack of dawn I'm on my way
We're talking two foot dump and there'll be no delay
'cause I'm gone, the shit's getting out of hand
I'm changing my middle name to first trem
I'm walking on the rhythm like philippe petite
I've got hole in my mouth where my teeth should be
You ask whatever happenened to the rappin' duke
I heard the captain's gonna sign him to jive and that's the truth
Taking care of my functions still smokin, up the shrubery
I stopped eating chicken 'cause the shit was too rubbery
Produce organic from my own yard
Only the freshest herbs and growing's not too hard

Dreaming on it, screaming on it, ready to get dumb
Waking up my long joint, ready to get some
Looking at my board and my old boots
Seeing a waist deep champagne moment of truth
And on the court I've got game like my brother matt
I give a shout out so where you at
But don't get souped mathew 'cause I'm a take ya
Horatio park right now and I'm a shake ya
Give me the fresh count 'cause you know that I'm stressed out


I need some inspiration so get the best out
Like rock master scott, I'm on the request line
Writing the fresh rhyme, having the best time
Good vibes flowing all around
Not a worry in mind as the friends around
A shout out to linda riding pow forever
Well the bird is the word and you're as light as a feather

Well I smoke a bag of rat weed 'cause I don't care
And I'm waking old ladies out their underwear
I like the boomin' grannies in big old panties
I'm giving, it to grandma making her crazy
I might be a white boy but I'm no goofy
Got beats like bobalou on 'i love lucy'
I'm not like the skipper on 'fantasy island'
I'm more like captain shtupping when I go back whylin'
The cire traverse out to death shoot
Or s.t.h. when they let me back at the deuce
'cause I can't get enough of that funky stuff
When the going gets rough ain't going out in the sluff
Down with bubble gum and ninth creation
Get down we've got the sound sensation
Kid fresh is back from the 80's
And we're doing it for the ladies

(chorus)

Yea
You're coming off like you're Van Damme
You've got Kenny G, in your Trans Am
You've got names like Billy Ray
Now you sing 'Hip Hop Hooray'

Put your Oakley's, stone wash on
Watching MTV and you watch on
And #1 on the side and don't touch the back
And #6 on the top and don't cut it wack, Jack

Mullet head, don't touch the back
Cut the sides, don't touch the back
Cut the sides, don't touch the back
Cut the sides and don't touch the back

Shiny chrome rims never rusted
Driving through the tunnel and you might get busted
Never trusted, mullet head
You know you took that girl to bed

Cruising 8th Street, Saturday night
And trying to find a head shop, looking to fight
You've got that stonewash derriere, yeah
Spike the top because the week-end is here

You wanna know what's a mullet?
Well, I got a little story to tell
About a hair style that's way of life
Have you ever seen a mullet wife?

Yo, take a chill B, check out my Spillbee
'Cause you don't know about the mullet head
Cruise in my IROC, stonewash on my cock
Got it like that 'cause I'm the mullet head
Put me on trial, I'm worth your while
Pass me the comb 'cause I'm the mullet man

Got The New York Post, read that story
About Joey Buttafooco in all his glory
They said he tried to freak it with a high school girl
Pimpin' Amy Fisher to the rest of the world

A real lover man, a real Casanova
Joey got horny and now he's over
Amy got pissed, shot his wife
Joey goes to jail for the rest of his life

Cut the sides, don't touch the back
The back, the back
[Incomprehensible]

So, Just Sit Back And Max And Relax
Off Tracks That I Kick, Come On And Give It Up
'CauseI Get Funky Like Diaper Rash
And You Know I'm Mad Spunky And I'm Making Cash
I've Got Sex Rhymes Like Victoria's Got Secrets
To All You Porne Peepers Who Are Trying To Peep This
I'm Like Al Goldstein, I'm All About Screwing
Lead My Team To Sixty Wins Like My Man Pat Ewing
Like Getting Shot Out The Barrel Of A Wave
Like Virgin Pow On The Peaks Of A.K.
Like A Sound That To The Depths Of The
Soul
Well That's The Feeling That I Make My Goal



A Little Wine With My Dinner So I'm In My Grape Ape
I Feel Like A Winner When I Make A Mix Tape
Because I Get Ill When I'm On The Pause Button
And I Get My Fill And You Can't Say Nothing
More Soul On This Train Then Don Cornelious
Got The Mad Subwoofer Pumping Bass For Your Anus
Just Getting On The Mic At The Monthly Function
Wires Hitting Switches Connecting At The Junction
Perlman's Got Beats And It Ain't No Secret
Dante Found His Shit But You Know He Freaked It
And So The Story Goes On And On
Down In S.D. 50 'till Early Morning

Drink A Six Pack And Then You Play Some Ball
Walking Down The Stairs And Then He Starts To Fall
Add On Two Joints And Then He Starts To Sweat
Two Hundred Seventy Five Pounds That You Can't Forget


Heart Attack, Heart Attack Man
Spend All Your Money On Your Health Insurance Plan
Heart Attack, Heart Attack Man
Keep On Getting Bigger Because You Know That You Can


Why Do You Force Yourself On Top Of That Girl
Laugh With All Your Buddies Because It's A Man's Man's World
Someday That Shit Will Come Back To You
You've Been Throwing Your Weight Around And
Your Shit Is Through


Heart Attack, Heart Attack Man
Going Nowhere, Got No Master Plan
Heart Attack, Heart Attack Man
Heart Attack


(Mosh Part)
Weighs In At Two Seventy Five
My Man Is Lucky To Be Alive
Smokin' And Drinkin' Too
The Heart Attack Man Is Gonna Be Running Over You
Got No God Damn Respect
Had To Put The Big Big Bitch In Check


Heart Attack, Heart Attack Man
Lungs Full Of Tar And A Stomach Full Of Spam
Heart Attack, Heart Attack Man
Time To Change Your Ways Heart Attack Man

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)

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)

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)

Sabrosa - Beastie Boys
Sabrosa - Beastie Boys
Sabrosa - Beastie Boys
Sabrosa - Beastie Boys
Sabrosa - Beastie Boys

I wish for peace between the races

Someday
We shall
All be
One

*Why fight yourself*
This one is called "rectify"

There's something coming to the surface
There's fire all around
But this is all 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
Something's got to give

Someday
We shall
All be
One

*Jesus Christ we're nice*

The Maestro

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.

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 (x4)


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

I'm not the type of person who likes to waste my time
And when I'm on the mic - I just say my rhymes
Because I'm out on bail - the check is in the mail
They can sentence me to life - but I won't go to jail
I'm cool calm collected - from class I was ejected
Just me, Mike D., and M.C.A. - we're rarely disrespected
I got all the time that I need to kill
What's the time? - it's time to get ill


You been fully captivated by that funky ass bass
Your girlfriend screams when M.C.A.'s in the place
He stumbles in the room with the Chivas in his hand
Cold chillin' on the spot at the microphone stand
I'd have the pedal to the metal if I had a car
But I'm chiller with the Miller - cold coolin' at the bar
I can drink a quart of Monkey and still stand still
What's the time? - it's time to get ill


Went outside my house - I went down to the deli
I spent my last dime to refill my fat belly
I got rhymes galime - I got rhymes galilla
And I got more rhymes than Phillis Diller
M.C.A. takes a stand - man you're in command
Homeboy, turn it out and don't give a damn
My name is M.C.A. - I've got a license to kill
What's the time? - it's time to get ill


Riding down the block with my box in my hand
Today I feel like chillin' just as chill as I can
Coolin' on the corner with a forty of O.E.
'Cause me and M.C.A. we're down with Mike D.
When I run a jam - I don't give a damn
When I'm throwing bass - I say, "Thank you ma'am."
Fuel injected, rhyme connected - running things
I'm the King Adrock and I'm the king of all kings
I'm looking for a spot - things are gettin' hot
I'm M.C.A., I'm here to stay - and you sir, are not
Oh no, it could not be - it's such a sight to see
It's such a trip - you're on my tip so listen to Mike D.
My work is my play - cause I'm playing when I work
My name's Mike D., as you can see and I can dot the jerk
M.C.A., Adrock, Mike D. - it's chill
What's the time? - it's time to get ill

Bobo On The Corner - Beastie Boys
Bobo On The Corner - Beastie Boys
Bobo On The Corner - Beastie Boys
Bobo On The Corner - Beastie Boys
Bobo On The Corner - Beastie Boys

1, 2
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

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

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.

Pow!

Because mutiny on the bounty's what we're all about
I'm gonna board your ship and turn it on out
No soft sucker with a parrot on his shoulder
'Cause I'm bad gettin' bolder - cold getting colder
Terrorizing suckers on the seven seas
And if you've got beef - you'll get capped in the knees
We got sixteen men on a dead man's chest
And I shot those suckers and I'll shoot the rest
(chorus) Most illingest b-boy - I got that feeling
Cause I am most ill and I'm rhymin' and stealin'
Snatching gold chains - vicking pieces of eight
I got your money and your honey and the fly name plate
We got wenches on the benches - and bitties with titties
Housing all girlies from city to city
One for all and all for one
Taking out M.C.'s with a big shotgun
All for one and one for all
Because the Beastie Boys have gone A.W.O.L.
Friggin' in the riggin' and cuttin' your throat
Big biting suckers getting thrown in the moat
We got maidens and wenches - man they're on the ace
Captain Bly is gonna die when we break his face
(repeat chorus)
Ali Baba and the forty thieves
Torching and crakin' and rhymin' and stealin'
Robbin' and raping - busting two in the ceiling
I'm wheeling' - I'm dealin' - I'm drinking, not thinking
Never cower, never shower - and I'm always stinking
Yo ho ho and a pint of Brass Monkey
And when my girlie shakes her hips - she sure gets funky
Skirt chasing, free basing - killing every village
We drink and rob and rhyme and pillage
(repeat chorus)
I've been drinking my rum - a Def son of a gun
I fought the law and I cold won
Black Beard's weak - Moby Dick's on the tick
'Cause I pull out my jammy and squeeze off six-acap