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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 some like roots on a tree
Stayin' true to vision in the Y2G

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

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

I was nine, I played with slime
Got ga-lot, got rhymes ga-limes
I got a million like rhymes ya stung
I got my own called the nasal tongue

Yo take a few of these and call me in the mornin'
(Okay)
Keep it on the crusty eye, with some butterflies
Spit gritty like we in voice box
Y'all and my ox don't fit the mix

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

And buy plenty or we got em by the stack
(Disc jock)
Got us all over the world
For all the fly and all the fly girls
(Disc jock)
You can't get enough when we this

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

Now we'd like to introduce to you, Ad

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

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

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

Aiyyo, this barefoot and knock-kneed
Stripped to the
And every made from scratch
like stripes to shell-toes
Thin spools hold the herb
Mike what's the
(Word)

It's like the ooh-la-la,
Rhymin' over old 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 people for real
(Disc jock')
Theater mass appeal
(Jock)

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

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

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

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

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

Well, I'm the the toe tapper, yes the clapper
From the middle school like the educated
I'm as an occupational MC
You think I lose sleep if you on me?

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

Who thinks our joints is aight, a swab for ya ear
(To out ya lobe)
And to a few views
From two spittin' for the art of it
We takin' over but damn sure takin' part of it

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

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

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