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Rock HardWe're, we're, we'reWe're the b-boys, we don't regret There's nothing wrong with your TV set We're a getting loose We couldn't be harder Our beats are bigger and better and longer Got real rock shit You must admit Not fake, not false, not counterfeit I can play the drums, I can play guitar Not just b-boys, but real rock stars Rock, rock, rock When we board your ship, you better hit the deck You'll walk the plank for your disrespect Respect, respect... If you front on the Rock, best run and hide If you got static, we'll take it outside And you start to get dulled by the Beastie Boys Use real rock beats, show off big toys Like claps of thunder from the cumulus clouds So we'll pump up the beat and make it real loud Loud A, then scrach it Heavy metal tension running through your blood Too much rock step off the pud Too much treble mid-range and bass The beat's so hard it'll dick your face You'll crush out hard rock hard beats hard Rock cold rhythms for fanatic freaks Some people say this has been done We're here, we're now And the battles won Fists Fists of fury in an emcee bout Rock so hard, it'll knock you out The very first blow is a kick in the snout The beat's so def that you better beware When you're talkin' bass right in your face The walls crumble down, destroying the place The finishing touch is the bokasat-slam The final blow in the five-finger jam Some Sometimes I write rhythms rather write rhymes He writes his and I write mine Rock 'n roll rhythms are raunchy and raucous We're from Manhattan, you're from Secaucus Mike D, Adrock, and MCA Not before long, I can hear you say In a way these boys got juice They're goin' off, you know, they love to get loose Get loose, get loose Posse Gettin' the Ad-Ad-Adrock MCA, Mike D, in the place to be The Beastie Boys showin' up in toy That's right Uh-uh In the place to be You know it, you know it Adrock, uh-uh When the party gets loose Slop one, slop one And your goin' the boots Everybody gettin' trouble L-O-V on the New York C Double R, Double R Better off the by Just takin' off the jile Like I lost my style Gonna' grab my rhyme All the nigros they got style Oh |
Party's Getting RoughGot the groove, got the grooveEverybody say oh-waaaa, oh-waaaa Say oh-waaaa, oh-waaaa Say ta-daaa, ta-daaa Say ta-daaa, ta-daaa Ahh, yeah, ahh, yeah Oh-waaaa, ta-daaa, oh-waaaa, ta-daaa Ta-daaa, ahh, yeah, yo, ta-daaa, ahh, yeah Say oh-waaaa, ta-daaa, oh-waaaa, ta-daaa Ta-daaa, ahh, yeah, ta-daaa, ahh, yeah Say oh-waaaa, ta-ta, ahh, yeah, oh-waaaa, ta-ta, ahh, yeah Say oh-waaaa, ta-ta, ahh, yeah, oh-waaaa, ta-ta, ahh, yeah Say oh-waaaa, ta-ta, ahh, yeah, oh-waaaa, ta-ta, ahh, yeah Ahh, oh, ahh... Get on the spit, deal with it again (?) Hey has got the groove Mr. Mix has got the groove Abs One has got the groove Classtina has got the groove Chuck D has got the groove Sensini has got the groove Atook Adecima has got the groove Sthamolt has got the groove I said Troy has got the groove Shock One has got the groove, that's right Ted Knight (?) has got the groove Special K has got the groove Our pal has got the groove Beastie Boys has got the groove DMC has got the groove Driver Janyo has got the groove Mark Ole has got the groove Has got the groove Yo Yo, man, Mark K, what's up with that? Everything's rollin' along, and everything and now Ahh, man It all drops out Towel, you tryin' You tryin' to ruin this record, man We seen you with them long dollars and you know that And now what do you do? You wanna make this sound nice You just fessin', man I don't even wanna hear about it You just fessin' That's it, that it I give up, I can't make a record with you guys You guys are a bunch of funky-funky idiots Man, I'm outta hear, bye Fine man, just get outta hear, man You don't know how to produce a record no how Just take a walk, man Yeah, we don't even need you here in the studio We can do it better ourselves And Burzootie, you're not even helpin' anyway So you get out Word, man That's right, man, you guys didn't even, ahh, look at this, man Look at this, man, they didn't even turn on the boombox Ahh man, word, man Ahh... Yeah... Oh, wait, hold up, man Where's the funky bass at? Ahh, the bass man The funky bass Yo, I hook it up, I hook it up Yeah, word, Rick Ahh, yeah Ahh, the bass is tight The bass is fresh That's not too wild for me No, man But, yo, when that bass start breakin', man That'll be smokin', man That's crazy fresh Word, man, word, word Oh, that, that is, that's that's Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-bass Beastie, Beastie Say Beastie, Beastie Say Beastie Boys, Beastie Boys The Beastie Boys, the Beastie Boys Say Beastie, Beastie The Beastie Boys, the Beastie Boys Say Beastie groove, Beastie groove The Beastie groove, the Beastie groove The Beastie...groove That'll make you sore |
Beastie GrooveNow don't start a fessin' you're on the checkWe're so damn hard, we never sweat Gonna rock, gonna roll, we'll take control But if ya had to rock the mic, it's in the soul In the heart in the mind, it'll make you blind It'll make the other rappers a drop the time Do you mind, huh, it can take you home And teach you how to fess on the microphone MCA M-A-C-I-N-G I'm a messing on the mic at all the cool parties I've been on the mic in Rome and Capri And all the fine women, Italian, fell in love with me Now Mike D's strool, stealin' the show I say, come on Mike D, let's flash some dough On the go all of the time When you're rappin' your rhyme, you know you ring my chime And now he's the one who's gonna show you how to dance The King Adrock, don't give him a chance When he starts to dance, the ladies gather around The King Adrock, he's gonna get down He'll bust the know how to do it to you Just four fresh folks and we form a fresh crew Adrock just make that move Just rock to the rhythm on the Beastie groove I say K-I-N-G A-D rock You know the whole world is on my jock I got girls at the Met on the T-I-P And I will do it to you, Eddie, know it's you I please 'Cause I'm a man who needs no introduction Got a big tool of reproduction Bouncin' in your ears what you always wishin' For the day to come when I start to dishin' On your body, yes, your mind Just take another and get in line 'Cause when I get you into bed, you know I sue Then you'll know the real meaning of the Beastie groove And now something new a double time cool rhyme From my boy Adrock sendin' tickles up your spine Suck on this, this beat rocks tiny A B-E-A-S-T-I-E, well, everyone knows me You know that I can surely be the number one in frequency I'm hip, I'm hoppin', I'm takin' time For everyone that's on my jock You know that I can surely rock I like to talk, I take the time Turn it in, I turn it out Makin' rhymes, scream and shout King of the mic I rock I know how to turn you on just like a light I'm number one and I'm the one King Adrock of physico to the last Is the day of the Beastie groove So bet the fly rhymes to make you move Everybody in the world who ever you are You better get ready D-T, Double R, huh That's right Hey, hey, mom Mike D Just make that move Just rock to the ryhthm of the Beastie groove Well, I'll put it to you, I'm Mike D I'm rappin' on the mic, a number one MC When I'm on the go, I put the ball in the hoop I throw you ten bucks as I do the allie-oop Just throw me the ball, and watch me get down I'll take you for a sucker, and I'll throw you to the ground Take that if you think you can Meet the floor and that to this here rap Now you know you can bust that move Everybody dance to the Beastie groove MCA Just make that move Just rock to the rhythm of the Beastie groove Come on gorgeous, pretty, little, French fly girlie See me standin' on the stage and wanna tour around the world If you wanna see some more when I'm not on the floor Just come on back stage and I'll tell you how to turn it You don't know what to do, I'll do it to you Well, just take off your clothes and start the boogaloo Now all the nice ladies, all say please Please And I'll know that's me MCA makin' the party With the ultimate rhymes from tip to bass Just doin' those ladies all over the place On the floor, in the back, and if I'm doin' lack Just put 'em in a line, layin' on their back And then I'll do them all one at a time MCA so loose with the rhyme Ohh The Beastie groove |
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