, two, two, one, one MCA, Ad-Rock, Mike D, that's how we get it done like Ladies and gents attention, Nas in the house With Beastie Boys, we can turn
All you Trekkies and TV addicts Don't mean to diss, don't mean to bring static All you Klingons in the fuckin' house Grab your backstreet friend and get
the Flintstone Flop Tammy D gets biz on the crops Beastie Boys known to let the beat, mmm, drop Now when I wrote graffiti my name was Slop If I rap
I have never been more ready in my entire life To do this right now, never It's all been leading up to this moment All right now, right here My whole
It's hot here, gotta say it's so I got you right where I want Got an honest face so you turn your back When in doubt, run up your attack At one time
Yes, here we go again, give you more, nothing lesser Back on the mic is the anti-depresser Ad-Rock, no pressure, yes we need this The best is yet to come
All you trekkies and tv addicts Don't mean to diss Don't mean to bring static All you klingons in your grandmas house Grab your backstreet friend
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
Brass Monkey, that funky Monkey Brass Monkey junkie, that funky Monkey Got this dance that's more than real Drink Brass Monkey, here's how you feel Put
bed and the chest of drawers The mirror, the TV, the new guitar cord My remote control and my old skateboard She robbed us blind, she took all we owned And the boys
Just me and my horsey and a quart of beer Riding across the land, kicking up sand Sheriff's posse's on my tail 'cause I'm in demand One lonely Beastie
They got a committee to get me off the block 'Cause I say my rhymes loud and I say 'em nonstop Because being bad news is what we're all about We went
What's the time? It's time to get ill And what's the time? It's time to get ill So what's the time? It's time to get ill Now what's the time? It's time
Hold it now, hit it! Yo Leroy! Aw yeah, yo yo, yeah Why don't you do that def jam right about now? Now I chill real ill when I start to chill When I
boiling kettle My job ain't a job, it's a damn good time City to city, I'm running my rhymes On location, touring around the nation Beastie Boys always
the King Ad Rock Well, I'm Mike D, I got all the fly juice On the checkin' at the party on the forty deuce Walking down the block with the fresh fly threads Beastie Boys
list of girlies numbers that I've dialed I do the Smurf, the Popeye, and the Jerry Lewis I like Bullwinkle, but I don't like Moose I'm schoolin' in the boys
Girls, all I really want is girls And in the morning, it's girls 'Cause in the evening, it's girls I like the way that they walk And it's chill to hear
