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Turn that off man, what's wrong with you man?
You know we got a party man, get the record
(Here we go)
(Let it go)
one more time, from 'Stix N Stonz'

the M I K E, ohh, to the D
I'm comin' and V.I.P.
Tryin' to spread love like roots on a tree
true to this vision in the Y2G

Two G's got 'em scratchin' it the fleas
And Ad Rock got it locked a crooked cop
Now, it's Ad Rock, remember me
The guy ya bit ya from off the TV

I score all day
My essays are worldwide
We like planets on the mic
arrays retired all in the days
Game, too blam for these
(Baby, baby)

When I was nine, I played slime
Got ga-lot, got rhymes ga-limes
I got a million like leavin' ya stung
I got my own crew called the tongue

Yo a few of these b-boys and call me in the mornin'
(Okay)
Keep it on the crusty eye, bagel some butterflies
Spit gritty like we in voice box
bull and my ox don't fit the mix

(Disc jock)
It be some material kid
(Disc jock)
Got the calm cats blowin' lid
(Disc jock)
You get plush off the

And buy or more we got em by the stack
(Disc jock)
Got us walkin' all over the
For all the fly fellas and all the fly
(Disc jock)
You get enough when we servin' this

Come on Squat, come on
on Squat, come on Squat
Come on Squat, come on
on Squat, come on Squat

Now we'd like to to you, Ad Rock

Ad in the house you don't stop
It's the B E A S T I E B O Y S with the finesse
Don't to be crude, don't mean to be crass
But listen Guiliani you can my ass
(What?)
You heard my word, now Dove you play the
Get on the mic if you all the creatures

yeah, I got these fishes swimmin' 'round my baracuda
Back in '82 I to ride a street scooter
'em cuter than pigtails, sales you keep 'em level
And you with a shovel and break your lifestyle
(Oww)

on the mic since my days of a child
Got a 'License Too Ill' to flash to
The only beast I huddles the Beastie Boys
Bringin' like P.E. to your TV

Aiyyo, this beat's barefoot and
to the rhyme
And every line from scratch
Attached like to shell-toes
Thin spools that hold the
Mike what's the
(Word)

It's like the ooh-la-la,
Rhymin' old breaks like the Mardis Gras
Party people and bump they go, ooh, and they, ahh
And Mike D and Ad Rock with the De La

(Disc jock)
Get the dancin for real
(Disc jock')
Theater mass appeal
(Jock)

(Disc jock)
You can't get still
So here's another dose for you to
Put ya in it

Come on Squat, on Squat
on Squat, come on Squat
Come on Squat, come on
Come on Squat, come on

I'm feelin' good, damn but also confused
This stuff hip-hop that's bein' misused
It's desirin', acquirin', tryin' to be like
If it means backstabbin' and also

Now, the people in the front, you do the bump,
The people in the back, not the whack, whack
The people in the middle, come on and wiggle,
And the on the side, we can all take a ride

In my VW I done an ep' or two
The in my hatchback y'all know I scratched that
Here to haystack, keep it in the Rolls
out to place my vote at the polls for Ad Rock

Well, I'm the the toe tapper, yes the hand
From the middle school like the rapper
I'm known as an MC
You think I sleep if you sleep on me?

It's the rock solid, pilot, to fly
(Rock)
Reachin' too far for the eye
(Eye)
beats over breaks in these packages
Seen and all the
(All the globe)

Who thinks our joints is aight, here's a for ya ear
(To out ya lobe)
And listen to a few
From two crews for the art of it
We ain't takin' over but sure takin' part of it

Started it ever we minced meat
You Sloppy Joe's and took a bit of the corn dog
there, I'ma play there
('Cuz pay there)
In the big old Santa bag got discs and now we out

Signin' off, signin' off, our is done
So on party people
Have, have, fun
(Have, have)

(Let it go)
Just one more time, from 'Stix N