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No sleep

Foot on the pedal, never ever false
Engine hotter than a boiling kettle
My job ain't a job, it's a damn time
City to city, I'm my rhymes

On location, touring the nation
Beastie Boys on vacation
Itchy trigger finger but a turntable
I do what I do best I'm illing and able

Ain't no faking, your I'm taking
coast to coast, watching all the girlies shaking
While you're at the job working to five
The Boys are at the Garden, cold kickin' it live

No till

Another plane, another train, another in the brain
girl, another fight, another drive all night
Our crazy, he always smokes dust
got his own room at the back of the bus

Tour the world, you rock around the clock
Plane to hotel, on the jock
We're hotels like it's going out of style
Getting paid the way 'cause it's worth your while

Four on the floor, Ad Rock's out the
MCA's in the 'cause he's skeezin' with a whore
We got a in the trunk with money in a stack
With in the front and Brooklyn's in the back

No sleep
No till Brooklyn
No sleep Brooklyn

Ain't seen the light since we started this
MCA, get on the mic my man
and bred in Brooklyn, the U.S.A.
They me Adam Yauch, but I'm MCA

Like a to a lime, a lime to a lemon
I sip the def ale with all the women
Got limos, arenas, TV
pictures and classy hos

off homes, get out of my way
Taxing little girlies here to L.A.
Waking up I get to sleep
I'll be rocking this party eight days a week

No till
No sleep till
No sleep Brooklyn
No till Brooklyn
No sleep Brooklyn

No sleep till
No till Brooklyn
No sleep till

No sleep Brooklyn
No till Brooklyn
No sleep Brooklyn