Posts Tagged ‘BEASTIE BOYS’

JUST A TEST

Like a flag at half mast as frames click fast
not a thing will last as past is past
like stacks of thoughts that got played and worn
used over and over till they were tired and torn
like a broken clock that can’t tell time
like a thick ass book that’s filled with wack rhymes
like a scorching blaze that burned the sand
like a band that planned and planned and planned
and flew down like a raven in the dark of night
and snatched up the worm helpless to fight
and brought it back to the nest singing microphone check
one two one two this is just a test
Like sand in one hand you can’t hold for long
like scheming on a plan that goes all wrong
like fudge and caramel they’re not the same
and it’s a shame all you talk is game
you act like a diamond waiting to be set
in a gold ring, as if, i bet
as time goes by in this give and take
as long as i learn i will make mistakes
what do i want? what do i need?
why do i want it? what’s in it for me?
it’s the imagery of technology
is what you get is what you see
don’t worry your mind
when you give it your best
one two one two this is just a test

HOLD IT NOW – HIT IT!

Now i chill real ill when i start to chill
When i fill my pockets with a knot of dollar bills
Sipping pints of ale out the window sill
When i get my fill i’m chilly chill
Now i just got home because i’m out on bail
What’s the time? – it’s time to buy ale
Peter eater – parking meter all of the time
If i run out of ale – it’s thunderbird wine
Miller drinking – chicken eating – dress so fly
I got friends in high places that are keeping me high
Dow with mike d. and it ain’t no hassle
Got the ladies of the eighties from here to white castle

(chorus) hold it now – hit it!

M.c. – adam yauch in the place to be
And all the girls are on me cause i’m down with mike d.
I’m down with mike d. and it ain’t no baloney
For real, not phony – "o.e." and rice-a-roni
I come out at night ’cause i sleep all day
And i’m the king adrock and he’s m.c.a.
Well i’m cruising, i’m bruising – i’m never ever losing
I’m in my car – i’m going far and dust is what i’m using
Around the way is where i’m from
And i’m from manhattan and i’m not a bum
Because you’re pud-slapping, ball-flapping – got that juice
My name’s mike d. and i can do that jerry lewis

(repeat chorus)

Hip-hop, body rockin’ – doing the do
Beer drinking, breath stinking, sniffing glue
Belly flipping, always illing, busting caps
My name’s mike d. and i write my own snaps
I’m a peep-show seeking on the forty-deuce
I’m a killer at large and i’m on the loose
Pistol packing, monkey drinking, no money bum
I come from brooklyn ’cause that’s where i’m from
Cheap-skate, perpetrating – money hungry jerk
Everyday i drink a "o.e." and i don’t go to work
You drippy nose knuckle-head – you’re we behind the ears
You like men – and we like beer.

(repeat chorus)

King of the ave. with the def female
You’re rhyming and stealin’ with the freshest ale
Cooling at the crib watching my tv
Ed norton – ted knight – and mr. ed
Pump it up homeboy – just don’t stop
Chef boy-ar-dee cooling on the pot
I take no slack cause i got the knack
And i’m never dusting out cause i torch that crack
The king adrock – that is my name
And you’re drinking moet – we got the champagne
A quarter dropping – going shopping buying wigs
Surgeon general cut professor – d.j. thigs

(repeat chorus)

LAY IT ON ME

Chinese eyes and chinese suits
Smokin’ much buddha and smokin’ much boots
More updated on the hip-hop lingo
My favorite new york knick was hawthorne wingo
Met a girl at a party and i gave her my card
You know that it said napoleon bonaparte

Peepin’ out the colors i be buggin’ on cezanne
They call me mike d joe blow the lover man
Your face turns red as your glass of wine
You spilled on my lyrics as you wasted my time
Girl you should be with me you should drop that bum
Cause i got more flavor than fruit striped gum
With that big round butt of yours
I’d like to butter your muffin i’m not bluffin’
Serve you on a platter like thanksgiving stuffin’

3-MINUTE RULE

Stay up all night go to sleep watching dragnet
Never sleep alone because jimmy’s the magnet
I’m so rope they call me mr. roper
When the troubles arise i’m the cool coper
On the mic i score just like the yankees
Get over on ms. crabtree like my main man spankee
Excuse me young lady i don’t mean to trouble ya
But you’re looking mighty fine inside your b.m.w.
I got lucky i brought home a kitten
Before i got busy i schlepped on my mitten
Can’t get better odds cause i’m a sure thing
Proud mary keeps on turning rolling like a ring ding
Jump the turnstile never pay the tool
Doo wa diddy bust with the pre-roll
Customs jail me over an herb seed
Don’t rat on your boy over some rat weed
Not perfect grammar always perfect timing
The mike stands for money and the d. is for diamonds
Out of your back door and into another
Your boyfriend doesn’t know about me and your mother
Roses are red the sky is blue
I got my barrel at your neck so what the fuck you gonna do
It’s just two wheels and me the wind in my eyes
The engine is the music and my nine’s by my side
Cause you know why a you see h.
I’m takin’ all m.c.’s out of the place
Takin’ life as it comes no fool am i
I’m goin’ off gettin’ paid and i don’t ask why

Playin’ beats on my box makin’ music for the many
Know alota funky girls who like to do their thing
A lot of parents like to think i’m a villain
I’m just chillin’ like bob dylan
I smoke cheeba it helps me with my brain
I might be a little dusted but i’m not insane
People come up to me and they try to talk shit man
I’ve been making records since you were sucking on your mother’s limp dick
Girl you’re walking tall now with your fancy clothes
You got fancy things going up your nose
You get fancy gifts from expensive men

You’re a dog on a leash like a pig in a pen
Mothership connection getting girl’s affection
If your life needs correction don’t follow my direction
You got your 8 by 10 your agent your harley
You be driving around hollywood yes sorry charlie
Cause i’m running things like some mack motherfucker
Your only claim to fame is you’re a false fake sucker
You slip you slack you clock me you lack
While i’m reading on the road by my man jack kerouac
My veins are like vines
Filled with red wine
Poetry in motion coconut lotion
I had to diss the girl because she got too emotional
Are you experienced little girl
I want to know what goes on in your little girl world
Give time for your mind it’s hard to forget me
I’ll take your pride for a ride if you let me
So peace out now, and keep peacing out
Full throttle to the bottle and full full clout
And i’m out

CAR THIEF

Some static started in the pool hall
In a motherfucker’s face with the cue ball
Then i met this girl she tried to gank me
So i smacked her in the pocket with m.c. plank bee
Me and my crew out breaking windows
The bingo the lotto you know i’ll never win those
Possession is half the law
I had my routines before all y’all
Your whole life is coming apart at the seams
You ain’t nothing but a car thief biting routines
I’m a city slicker i ain’t no townie
Right now i wish i had another hash brownie
Like ricky always said you’ve got to toke and pass
Or mookie’s gonna kick your fuckin’ ass
You try to take what isn’t yours like a god damn rat
*see personally i wouldn’t want to go out like that*
I’m a writer a poet a genius i know it
I don’t buy cheeba i grow it
*i’m a farmer* people always trying to get next to me
But i’m down with jalil donkey and ecstasy
Smoked up a bag of elephant tranquilizer
Because i had to deal with a money hungry miser
Had a caine filled kool with my man rush rush
Saw my teeth fall in the sink when i started to brush
You be doing nose candy on the bowie coke mirror
My girl asked for some but i pretended not to hear her
You can’t deny me you always want to try me
You’re just gonna get your ass kicked
Homeboy throw in the towel
Your girl got dicked by ricky powell
The godfather of soul is in the belly of the beast
For smoking that dust at st. anthony’s feast
Sometimes you’ve got to let someone trip on their own
Shoelace before you tell them to tie their shoe
All the wife beaters and all the tax cheaters
Sitting in the white house pulling their peters
Buy me cheeba from the cop down the street
The only cop with a rope chain walking the beat
Like a sneaky pouch time bomb tickin’
Like the beat to my rhyme just kickin’
Space cake cookies i discover who i am
I’m a dusted old bummy hurdy gurdy man
Five-o caught me now i’m going to the mountains
Said good-bye to my girl my lawyers and accountants
My mind is kinda rhymin and i think i oughta think
So i’m rockin all the rhymes and i’ll have another drink
So the lights are flashing my mind is spinning
I feel like it is always the beginning
Of another rhyme i’m rapping m.c.’ing i rock
You ain’t nothing but a car thief who must be stopped

GIRLS (ESPAÑOL)

- Todas las niñas realmente me quieren es niñas

Y por la mañana es la niña

Causa por la noche es la niña

Me gusta la manera en que camina

Y es frío para escuchar a hablar

Y yo siempre puede hacer sonreír

Desde el blanco castillo al Nilo

De vuelta en el día

Existe en torno a esta niña de la forma

Le gustaba por casa pieza mca

Dijo que no daría su juego

I le pidió, “por favor?” – Dijo, “es posible”.

Los pantalones son ajustados y está bien

Si ella danza -i que el dj

Hemos dado un paseo a la bahía

Espero que le dicen, “bueno yo y usted debe golpear el heno!”

I – le preguntó a cabo, dijo, “ninguna manera!”

I probablemente debería haber adivinado su gays

Por eso rompió el norte sin demora

I oído se trasladó reales lejos

Que hizo hace dos años, esto puede

I visto, el otro día

Jockin ‘Mike D. A mi consternación

- Las niñas a hacer los platos

Niñas, a la limpieza de mi habitación

De las niñas a la ropa

Niñas, y en el cuarto de baño

Niñas, que es todo realmente me quieren es niñas

Dos a la vez – i wanna niñas

Con la nueva ola hairdos – i wanna niñas

I debería látigo de mi – niñas, las niñas, las niñas,

las niñas, las niñas!

SHAKE YOUR RUMP

Now i rock a house party at the drop of a hat
I beat a biter down with an aluminum bat
A lot of people they be jonesin’ just to hear me rock the mic
They’ll be staring at the radio
Staying up all night
So like a pimp i’m pimpin’
I got a boat to eat shrimp in
Nothing wrong with my leg just b-boy limpin’
Got arrested at the mardi gras for jumping on a float
My man mca’s got a beard like a billy goat
Oowah oowah is my disco call
Mca hu-huh i’m gettin’ rope y’all
Routines i bust rhymes i write
And i’ll be busting routines and rhymes all night
Like eating burgers or chicken or you’ll be picking your nose
I’m on time homie that’s how it goes
You heard my style i think you missed the point
It’s the joint

Mike d yeah?with your bad self running things
What’s up with your bad breath onion rings
Well i’m mike d and i’m back from the dead
Chillin’ at the beaches down at club med
Make another record ’cause the people they want more of this
Suckers they be saying they can take out adam horovitz
Hurricane you got clout
Other dj’s he’ll take your head out
A puppet on a string i’m paid to sing or rhyme
Or do my thing i’m
In a lava lamp inside my brain hotel
I might be peakin’ or freakin’ but i rock well
The patty duke the wrench and then i bust the tango
Got more rhymes than jamaica got mango kangols
I got the peg leg at the end of my stump
Shake your rump

Full clout y’all
Full clout y’all
And when the mic is in my mouth i turn it out y’all
Full clout

Never been dumped ’cause i’m the most mackinest
Never been jumped ’cause i’m known the most packinest
Yeah we’ve got beef chief
We’re knocking out teeth chief
And if you don’t believe us you should question your belief keith
Like sam the butcher bringing alice the meat
Like fred flintstone driving around with bald feet
Should i have another sip no skip it
In the back of the ride and bust with the whippet
Rope a dope dookies all around the neck
Whoo ha got them all in check
Running from the law the press and the parents
Is your name michael diamond?
No mine’s clarence
>from downtown manhattan the village
My style is wild and you know that it still is
Disco bag schlepping and you’re doing the bump
Shake your rump

THE MOVE

Hello..
it’s times like this when i just can’t stop
can’t wind your body without the body rock
got schemes schematics blue prints on file
you gotta have dreams to make it all worthwhile
so as i take my time and realign
i wonder what it is i hope to find
i don’t mean to brag i don’t mean to boast
but i’m intercontinental when i eat french toast
adrock with the new addition edition
gettin on down for the year 2000
a slight distraction can get you paid
and when it comes to that type shit i paved the way
Bboys to the early morn
bgirls be rockin on and on
bgirls to the break of dawn
bboys be rockin on and on
Dogs love me cause i’m crazy sniffable
i bet you never knew i got the ill peripheral
in your home i’m cloned i’m on your headphones
i love it when you spazz out all alone
cause i’m that fool that broke the key
i’m unlockable so don’t check me
got weight on my shoulders and things on my mind
the sky is falling and i’m falling behind
so i synthesize sounds as i patch my brain
insane mind games move quick like flames
so now i wonder how sometimes you never know
who be rockin y’all in stereo in stereo in stereo in stereo
No time like the present to work shit out
that’s what i’m going on and on and on about
not fakin just makin beats in the dungeon
keep that shit funky cause the odor is pungent
no shame in my game just par for the path
i try to hone my craft because at hands the task
but i find i’m not playing with a full deck
i’m up to my neck like toulouse lautrec
all i wanna know is when is checkout time
so i could be in heaven with the rhythm rock rhyme
and when i’m with my man shadi rock at the gates
we’ll be rockin rhythms over disco breaks
Bboys to the early morn
bgirls be rockin on and on
bgirls to the break of dawn
bboys be rockin on and on

IN A WORLD GONE MAD

In a world gone mad it?s hard to think right
so much violence hate and spite
murder going on all day and night
due time we fight the non-violent fight
Mirrors, smokescreens and lies
it?s not the politicians but their actions i despise
you and saddam should kick it like back in the day
with the cocaine and courvoisier
but you build more bombs as you get more bold
as your mid-life crisis war unfolds
all you want to do is take control
now put that axis of evil bullshit on hold
citizen rule number 2080
politicians are shady
so people watch your back ’cause i think they smoke crack
i don?t doubt it look at how they act
In a world gone mad it?s hard to think right
so much violence hate and spite
murder going on all day and night
due time we fight the non-violent fight
First the ?war on terror? now war on iraq
we?re reaching a point where we can?t turn back
let?s lose the guns and let?s lose the bombs
and stop the corporate contributions that they’re built upon
well i?ll be sleeping on your speeches ?til i start to snore
?cause i won?t carry guns for an oil war
as-salamu alaikum, wa alaikum assalam
peace to the middle east peace to islam
now don?t get us wrong ?cause we love america
but that?s no reason to get hysterica
they?re layin? on the syrup thick
we ain?t waffles we ain?t havin? it
In a world gone mad it?s hard to think right
so much violence hate and spite
murder going on all day and night
due time we fight the non-violent fight
Now how many people must get killed?
for oil families pockets to get filled?
how many oil families get killed?
not a damn one so what?s the deal?
It?s time to lead the way and de-escalate
lose the weapons of mass destruction and the hate
say ooh ah what?s the white house doin??
oh no! say, what in tarnation have they got brewing??!!!!???!!
well i?m not pro bush and i?m not pro saddam
we need these fools to remain calm
george bush you?re looking like zoolander
trying to play tough for the camera
what am i on crazy pills? we?ve got to stop it
get your hand out my grandma?s pocket
we need health care more than going to war
you think it?s democracy they?re fighting for?
In a world gone mad it?s hard to think right
so much violence hate and spite
murder going on all day and night
due time we fight the non-violent fight