Shazam! Lyrics - To The 5 Boroughs - Beastie Boys

Everybody get down, huh 

Everybody get down, huh 

Everybody get down, huh 

Huh, huh, huh, huh, shazam 

I sneak a chicken tikka 

Marsala at a gala event 

I represent that stupid, that's for sure 

You be like "oh yeah Adam, real mature" 

I'd like a lettuce, tomato and Munster on rye 

All this cheese gonna make me cry 

Gorgonzola, Provolone 

Don't even get me started on this microphone 

I'm blowin' up like my name is Joe Bazooka 

I'm a super-dooper MC party pooper 

On a track so slick it'll make you feel all queasy 

Make you do like Fred Sanford with "I'm comin' Wheezy!" 

Everybody get down, huh 

Everybody get down, huh 

Everybody get down, huh 

Huh, huh, huh, huh, shazam 

On the court I go by the name Praying Mantis 

Got the edge and I've got the advantage 

If you could see things from my vantage 

Point then you could better understand this 

I'm in the lab all day I scrabble all night 

I got a bedazzler so my outfit's tight 

When it comes to panache I can't be beat 

I got the most style from below Fourteenth Street 

Internationally known as the Keebler Elf 

Can't keep a catalog up on the shelf 

You know I splash on beats like sauce on spaghetti 

Putting MCs out of business like they're Crazy Eddie 

Everybody get down, huh 

Everybody get down, huh 

Everybody get down, huh 

Huh, huh, huh, huh, shazam 

I know you're sitting pretty in the Hampty Hamps 

Posing like you're rolling with that camp 

In layman's terms let me break it down 

You're flipping and flopping just like a flounder 

I'm a hip hop scholar while you're left back 

So Jeckle and Rush go back to Lefrac 

I'm a simple man like Chance de Gardner 

I'm working nine to five, Dolly Parton 

I got rhymes for jerks that's bringing on drama 

Which rhyme you want first, the one about your mama? 

Goodness gracious, golly-gee 

Shazam, freak out with the genie 

Everybody get down, huh 

Everybody get down, huh 

Everybody get down, huh 

Huh, huh, huh, huh, shazam