Beastie Boys lyrics
Beastie Boys lyrics
"B-Boy Bouillabaisse lyrics"
Let's Get High lyrics
Let's go out On an ocean ride Leave all your cares And the past behind Let's venture out To a deserted isle Let's get in touch With what is alive Ohhh I love you Ohhh it's wonderful Ohhh it's magical Let's get high Let's get high Let's get high High on this feeling of love Let's go out On an ocean ride We'll tell no one We'll just go and hide Just spread your wings And go with the tide Let our love be our one desire Ohhh I love you Ohhh it's wonderful Ohhh it's magical Let's get high Let's get high Let's get high High on this feeling of love Ohhh I love you Ohhh it's wonderful Ohhh it's magical Let's get high Let's get high Let's get high High on this feeling of love
Let's go out On an ocean ride Leave all your cares And the past behind Let's venture out To a deserted isle Let's get in touch With what is alive Ohhh I love you Ohhh it's wonderful Ohhh it's magical Let's get high Let's get high Let's get high High on this feeling of love Let's go out On an ocean ride We'll tell no one We'll just go and hide Just spread your wings And go with the tide Let our love be our one desire Ohhh I love you Ohhh it's wonderful Ohhh it's magical Let's get high Let's get high Let's get high High on this feeling of love Ohhh I love you Ohhh it's wonderful Ohhh it's magical Let's get high Let's get high Let's get high High on this feeling of love
[Get On the Mic]
Get on the mic Mike let's be real and don't cloud the issue
The rhymes are dope an M.C. you must listen to
People say that they been missin' me and missin' you
Get on the mic and let's show them like we used to
You say fuck that yo holmes fuck this
The king Ad-Whammy your Dick Butkus
One half science and the other half soul
His name's Mike D. not Fat Morton Jelly Roll
M.C. Busy Le Disco fooled around in Fresno
Got over on your girlie cause you know she never says no
Well Mike D. is a special individual
Pulling out knots pulling in residuals
Go to the movies get the Rolos the cholos riding slow and low
Mike on the mic and bust with the solo
Mike my stromy don't be so selfish
Get on the mic cause you know you eat shellfish
[Stop That Train]
It's 4:00 a.m. I've got the Dr. Hfuhruhurr Ale
I've got nothing to lose so I'm pissin' on the third rail
Groggy eyed and fried I'm headed for the station
D-Train ride to Coney Island vacation
Dedicated to the boofers in the back of the 1 train
They'll be kicking out windows high on cocaine
Then I ump the turnstyle I lost my last token
Riding between the cars pissing smoking
Head for the last car fluorescent light blackout
Policeman told my homeboy put that crack out
You know you light up when the lights go down
Then you read the New York Post Fulton St. downtown
Same faces every day but you don't know their names
Party people going placed on the D-Train
Trench coat wing tip going to work
And you'll be pulling a train like Captain Kirk
Pick pocket gangsters paying their debts
I caught a bullet in the lung from Bernie Goetz
Overworked and underpaid staring at the floor
Prostitutes spandex caught in the slide doors
Stuck between the stations it seems like an eternity
Sweating like sardines in a flophouse fraternity
$50.00 fine for disturbing the peace
The neck tortoise your Lees are creased
Hot cup of coffee and the donuts are Dunkin
Friday night and Jamaica Queens funkin
Somewhere was a different kind of time When children weren't too bored to Lose their lives For change and loss And star-crossed love and lies But who today can find that kind of time? Cuz nothing's still so urgent to inspire A person to regain that kind of fire And hey, haven't you heard? You have the right to make a move You've everything to gain And only nothing left to lose Haven't you heard? You talk to everyone to prove A leader only leads when no one else knows what to do I had always thought it was a crime To still own slaves within such modern times But who am I to question such a life? When I still own my own place in the line And what could make a person wish to fight When dazzling lights have overwhelmed his sight And hey, haven't you heard? You have the right to make a move You've everything to gain And only nothing left to lose Haven't you heard? It's up to everyone to prove A leader only lea
Riding over the diner where I always get my toast warm
Bust into the conductor's booth and busted out rhymes
Over the loud speaker about the hard times
Sat across from a man readin El Diario
Riding the train down from El Barrio
Went from the station straight to Orange Julius
I bought a hot dog from my man George Drakoulias
[Year and a Day]
M.C. for what I AM and do
the A is for Adam and the lyrics; true
so as pray and hope and the message is sent
and I AM living in the dreams that I have dreamt
because I'm down with the three the unstoppable three
me and Adam and D. were born to M.C.
and my body and soul and mind are pure
not polluted or diluted or damaged beyond cure
just lyrics from I to you recited
arrested, bailed but cuffed and indicted
enter the arena as I take center stage
the lights set low and the night has come of age
take the microphone in hand as that I am a professional
speak my knowledge to the crowd and the ed. is special
for I AM a bard but not the last one
I'm my own king and this is my castle
dwell in realms of now but vidi those of the past
seen a glimpse from ahead and I don't think it's gonna last
and you can bet your ass
I drop the L. when I'm skiing
I'm smoking and peaking
I put the skis on the roof almost every single weekend
can't stop the mindfuck when it's rolling along
can't stop the smooth runnin's when the shit's running strong
broke my bindings the lion with wings
preaching his word in the B. Boy sing
I AM one with myself as I turn to The
I prefer the dreams to reality
I prefer my life don't need no other man's wife
don't need no crazy lifestyle with stress and strife
but it's good to have turn to be a king for a day
or for a week or for a year or for a year in a day
come what may
I'm fishing with my boat and I'm fishing for trout
mix the Bass Ale with the Guiness Stout
fishing for a line inside my brain
and looking out at the world through my window pane
Algo quieres esconder que no se que es y ya me hace da?o por favor no pongas entre tu y yo dudas que por hoy puedan separarnos Contestame, aunque duela dime por que no te brillan igual que ayer las pupilas cuando me miras Mientes, te conozco bien esta claro que algo esta cambiando Habla, no huyas de mi a quemarropa ya di que es lo que te tiene asi visiblemente agitado En el altar de mi credo particular nada, nadie me importa mas que la musica de tus labios Eres azucar amargo delirio y pecado un cofre de sorpresas llegas me besas y Eres azucar amargo un angel un diablo maldito embustero solo siento, que te estoy perdiendo Odio, tener que ser yo quien te obligue a dar ese primer paso Si es que hay alguien aparte de mi ahora mismo y aqui cortamos en sano Me deshare por dentro me deshare de dolor pero no dare por pararte ni un solo paso Eres azucar amargo delirio y pecado un cofre de sorpresas llegas me besas y Eres azucar amargo un angel un diablo el hombre que quiero pero siento que ya no te tengo En el altar de mi credo particular siempre
everything has changed but remains the same
so once again the mirror raised and I see myself as clear as day
and I AM going to the limits of my ultimate destiny
feeling as though Somebody were testing me
He who sees the end from the beginning of time
looking forward through all the ages is, was and always shall be
check the prophetic sections of the pages
He goes by the name of Disco Dave
[Hello Brooklyn]
Hello Brooklyn
New York New York it's a hell of a town
The Bronx is up and I'm Brooklyn down
They don't know my name they only know my initials
Building bombs in the attic for elected officials
I quit my job I cut my hair
I cut my boss cause I don't care
You tried to get slick you bust a little chuckle
You're gonna get smacked with my gold finger knuckle
Cause being as fly as me is something you never thought of
You'll be sticking up old ladies with the hand gun or the sawed-off
Like a buffalo soldier I'm broader than Broadway
Keep keepin' on I don't care what they say
I play my stereo loud it disturbs my neighbors
I want to enjoy the fruits of my labor
Cause I am the holder of the 3-pack Bonanza
If you open the book then you will get your hand slapped
I am the keeper of the 3-pack Bonanza
If you ask a question you will get the answer
Her breast I saw I reached I felt
M.O.N.E.Y. the belt
I stay at home just like a hermit
I got the jammy but I don't got the permit
Yes you got a boyfriend and indeed his name is Slick Nick
that is why Annabelle you're caught with the shrimpy limp dick trick
I ride around town cause my ride is fly
I shot a man in Brooklyn just to watch him die
[Dropping Names]
He thrusts his fists against the post and still insists he sees a ghost
He thrusts his fists against the post and still insists he sees a ghost
She's slippin through his fingers as she's movin' out to the coast
He thrusts his fists against the post and still insists he sees a ghost<
Anthem lyrics
It's a new day, but it all feels old It's a good life, that's what I'm told But everything, it all just feels the same And my high school, it felt more to me Like a jail cell, a penitentiary My time spent there, it only made me see That I don't ever wanna be like you I don't wanna do the things you do I'm never gonna hear the words you say 'Cause I don't ever wanna, I don't ever wanna be You...don't wanna be just like you What I'm sayin' is this is the anthem throw all your hands up, you, don't wanna be you "Go to college, a university, get a real job," That's what they said to me But I could never live the way they want I'm gonna get by and just do my time, out of step while they all get in line I'm just a minor threat so pay no mind Do you really wanna be like them, do you really wanna be another trend? Do you wanna be part of their crowd? 'Cause I don't ever wanna, no I don't ever wanna be You...don't wanna be just like you What I'm sayin' is this is the anthem throw all your hands up, you, don't wanna be you Shake it on
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It's a new day, but it all feels old It's a good life, that's what I'm told But everything, it all just feels the same And my high school, it felt more to me Like a jail cell, a penitentiary My time spent there, it only made me see That I don't ever wanna be like you I don't wanna do the things you do I'm never gonna hear the words you say 'Cause I don't ever wanna, I don't ever wanna be You...don't wanna be just like you What I'm sayin' is this is the anthem throw all your hands up, you, don't wanna be you "Go to college, a university, get a real job," That's what they said to me But I could never live the way they want I'm gonna get by and just do my time, out of step while they all get in line I'm just a minor threat so pay no mind Do you really wanna be like them, do you really wanna be another trend? Do you wanna be part of their crowd? 'Cause I don't ever wanna, no I don't ever wanna be You...don't wanna be just like you What I'm sayin' is this is the anthem throw all your hands up, you, don't wanna be you Shake it on
If your world was all black and if your world was all white
Then you wouldn't get much color out of life now right
Nicknamed Shamrock my name is not Shamus
Girlies on the tippy cause my homie is famous
My name is not O'Houigheighi Nor is it Brian
If I said that I was weak you know I'd be lyin'
Suckers try to bite they try to pursue it
If you explain to a musician he'll tell that he knows it but he just can't do it
[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'
[Mike On the Mic]
Here's another one for y'all to peep
It's called M-I-K-E on the M-I-C.
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
I never met a girl that was too finicky
If the press has their way then they're going to finish me
You might know this but you've never been this see
If I ate spinach then I'd be called Spinach D
I shed light like cats shed fur
Ride around town like Raymond Burr
I'm so high that they call me Your Highness
If you don't know me then pardon my shyness
I live in the Village wherever I go I walk to
I keep my friends around so I have someone to talk to
I play my music loud because you know it's got clout to it
It's a trip it's got a funky beat and I can bug out to it