Dope Little Song Lyrics - Ill Communication (bonus Cd) (eco) - Beastie Boys

It's like that y'all and you don't quit (x4) 

Like Frankenstein or Count Dracula 

I grab the mic and then I fuck it up 

I never settle for less and that's a fact 

I'm lettin' you know we not the wack wack 

We're nice and all that (c'mon) and I'm a keep goin' (yup) 

Bound to make money off the shit that I'm growing 

Like that y'all and you don't quit 

Keep it on y'all rock the sure shit 

I put the pen to the paper and I went off 

I'm dropping knowledge and wisdom like a mad head dog 

Step into the function 'cause I'm representing 

Lyrics on the brain and they sit fermenting 

I try to go and learn the give and the go 

Free up my mind let loose with the lyric flow 

Trying to get frank get back, get back, right 

Trying to stay positive and feeling allright 

It's like that y'all and ya don't quit 

So pass the pen and then pass the pad 

Like DJ Run there was nothin' ever like (??) 

The sex rhyme kid is back in the panic 

Gonna drop the ball on my damn mechanic 

Fuckin' up my Nova, (naw) fuckin' up my life, (shit) 

Fuckin' with my world, cause he's fuckin' with the pipe (aw damn) 

Like the saying goes, you gotta call and duke it off 

Ask Juanito, he'll tell you all about it 

Gettin' rhymed in the mind, two hits in a car 

Put my pager on private, jerk myself off, 

Weight on my shoulders and now I'm stressin' 

Gotta get back and count my blessings 

Stuck on my cellular, I can't get off 

This ride is in motion and I can't get let off 

Get my penis stuck __(? in crack?)__ and my balls rotated 

Realized I was trying to get my brain notated 

It's like that y'all and ya don't quit (x4)