If you can feel what I'm feeling then it's a musical masterpiece. Hear what I'm dealing with then that's cool at least. What's running through my mind comes through in my walk.
Oh word (Adrock). Ey yo, what the schnitzel we're back. Shit's getting duller and duller and that's a fact. I don't care what you heard or care what you seen.
Whether in a penthouse or a cave dweller. I can tell you 'bout now I'm not a fortune teller. Grab a treat from Yosi my muffin seller. Got mad technique like Rudy Van Gelder.
I saw bureaucrat looking at me. I'm gonna' go on a killing spree. Don't vote for him vote for me. He's a bureaucrat now I'm Beastie. The new Reagan policy is getting the best of me.
How you feeling Adrock?. Well I'm feeling well. Bonafide qualified with a story to tell. How you feeling Mike D?. Well I feel all good. All day it's how we play in the neighborhood.
Open. . Opens the door, Mics the drums. Nervous assistant here he comes. Too much coffee out of control. . When he rides, he rides the poll. White build up crazy twitch.
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....
No sleep till, Brooklyn!. . Foot on the pedal. Never ever false metal. Engine running hotter than a boiling kettle. My job ain't a job. It's a damn good time.
No sleep till,. Brooklyn!. . Foot on the pedal. Never ever false metal. Engine running hotter than a boiling kettle. My job ain't a job. It's a damn good time.
Yeah. 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.
I met this girl last night with a peculiar cackle. I laid the bait and then she took the tackle. Had too much to drink at the Red Lobster. Now the room is spinning around like the blades of a helicopter.
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 Dakleys and your stone wash on.
Yee haa oh shut up you pig fucker you're so ugly. Adam. you look like a. Zebra your mother's a zebra. Why don't you get a haircut farm boy?. . Fuck the chickens I don't like milk.
Yeah baby, you know it, listen:. . Eeverybody knows that I broke your heart. Yeah everybody knows that Mike D broke your heart. But you'ze gots to stop tellin them how I stole your car,.
Yes, here we go again, give you more, nothing lesser. Back on the mic is the anti-depressor. Ad-Rock, the pressure, yes, we need this. The best is yet to come, and yes, believe this.
Good morning. Time to get up and go to work. . I ride on the bus into the city every day. I sit on my seat and I dream myself away. I dream I'm on an island with that foxy lady too.
Ah!. . Rolling down the hill, snowballing getting bigger. Explosion in the chamber, the hammer from the trigger. I seen him get stabbed, I watched the blood spill out.