BEASTIE BOYS

INTERGALACTIC

 

Intergalactic Planetary Planetary Intergalactic

Another Dimension

Don't you tell me to smile

You stick around I'll make it worth your while

Got numbers beyond what you can dial

Maybe it's because I'm so versatile

Style profile I said

It always brings me back when I hear Ooh Child

From the Hudson River out to the Nile

I run the marathon just up until the very last mile

If you battle me I will revile

People always say my style is wild

You've got gall you've got guile

To step to me I'm a rapophile

If you want to battle you're in denial

Coming from Uranus to check my style

Go ahead put my rhymes on trial Cast you off into exile

 

Intergalactic planetary Planetary intergalactic

 

Jazz and Awol that's our team

Step inside the party disrupt the whole scene

When it comes to beats well I'm a fiend

I like my sugar with coffee and cream

Got to keep it going keep it going full steam

Too sweet to be sour too nice to be mean

On the tough guy style I'm not too keen

To try to change the world I will plot and scheme

Mario C likes to keep it clean

Gonna shine like a sunbeam

Keep on rapping cause that's my dream

Got an A from Moe Dee for sticking to themes

When it comes to envy y'all is green

Jealous of the rhyme and the rhyme routine

Another dimension new galaxy Intergalactic planetary

 

Intergalactic planetary Planetary intergalactic

 

From the family tree of old school hip hop

Kick off your shoes and relax your socks

The rhymes will spread just like a pox

Cause the music is live like an electric shock

I am known to do the Wop

Also known for the Flintstone Flop

Tammy D getting biz on the crop

Beastie Boys known to let the beat drop

When I wrote graffiti my name was Slop

If my rap's soup my beats is stock

Step from the tables as I start to chop

I'm a lumber jack DJ Adrock

If you try to knock me you'll get mocked

I'll stir fry you in my wok

Your knees'll start shaking and your fingers pop

Like a pinch on the neck of Mr. Spock

Intergalactic planetary Planetary intergalactic

Another dimension do it

 

 

CAR THEIF

 

Some static started in the pool hall

Hit a motherfucker's face with the cue ball

Then I met this girl she tried to gank me

So I smacked her in the booty with a Plank Bee

Cause me and my crew were out breakin' windows

The bingo the lotto you know I'll never win those

Possession is half the law

I had my routines before all y'all

Your whole life is comin' apart at the seams

You ain't nothing but a car thief biting routines

See I'm a city slicker I ain't no townie

Right now I wish I had another hash brownie

Like Ricky always said you've got to toke and pass

Or Mookie's gonna kick your motherfuckin' ass

You try to take what isn't yours like a God damn rat

"See I personally I wouldn't even wanna' go out like that"

 

I'm a writer a poet a genius I know it

I don't buy cheeba I grow it "I'm a farmer"

People always trying to get next to me

I had a beautiful experience on ecstasy

I smoked up a bag of elephant tranquilizer

Because I had to deal with a money hungry miser

Had a caine filled Kool with my man Rush Rush

Saw my teeth fall in the sink when I started to brush

You be doing nose candy on the Bowie Coke Mirror

My girl asked for some but I pretended not to hear her

You can't deny me you always want to try me

Yo you're just gonna get your ass kicked

Homeboy throw in the towel

Your girl got dicked by Ricky Powell

The Godfather of Soul in the belly of the beast

Smokin' that dust at St. Anthony's Feast

 

All the wife beaters and all the tax cheaters

Sitting in the White House pulling their peters

Buy my cheeba from the cop down the street

The only cop with a rope chain with the walking the beat

So like a sneaky pouch time bomb tickin'

Like the beat to my rhyme just kickin'

Space cake cookies I discover who I am

I'm a dusted old bummy Hurdy Gurdy Man

Five-O caught me now I'm going to the mountains

Said good-bye to my girl my lawyers and accountants

My mind is kinda' rhymin' and I think I oughta think

So I'm rockin all the rhymes and I'll have another drink

So the lights are flashing my mind is spinning

I feel like it is always the beginning

Of another rhyme I'm rappin' MC'in' I rock

You ain't nothing but a car thief who must be stopped

 

 

BODY MOVIN'

 

Body movin, body movin,

A1 sound, sound so soothing

Body movin, body movin,

We be getting down and you know we're crush groovin

 

Let me get some action from the back section

We need body rocking not perfection

Let your back bone flip but don't slip a disc

Let your spine unwind just take a risk

I wanna do the freak until the break of dawn

Tell me party people is that so wrong

The ship is docking, inter-lockin

And up-rockin electro-shocking

We're getting down computer action

Do the robotic satisfaction

All of y'all get off the wall

Have a ball and get involved with

Body movin, body movin with the A-1 sound sound so soothing

 

Flame on, I'm gone

I'm so sweet like a nice bon bon

Came out rapping when I was born

Mom said rock it 'til the break of dawn

Puttin bodies in motion cause I got the notion

Like Roy Cormier with the coconut lotion

The sound of the music drivin you insane

You can't explain to people this type of mind frame

Like a bottle of Chateau Neuf Du Pap

I'm fine like wine when I start to rap

We need body rockin not perfection

Let me get some action from the back section

 

Body movin, body movin,

A1 sound, sound so soothing

Body movin, body movin,

We be getting down and you know we're crush groovin

 

Mike D with the master plan

Ooh my my and thank you ma'am

And when I grab the mic you scream Ooh god damn

The creme de la creme is who I am

MCA where have you been

Packed like sardines in the tin

So kick off your shoes and put on your swim fins

Cause when it comes to quarries I'm known to swim

Adrock light up the place

And if you pull my card you pull the ace

And if you ask me turn up the bass

And if you play defender I could be your hyper space

Body movin'

 

 

CH-CHECK IT OUT

 

All you trekkies and tv addicts

Don't mean to diss

Don't mean to bring static

All you klingons in the fuckin' house

Grab your backstreet friend and get loud

Blowin' doors off hinges

I'll grab you with the pinchers

And no i didn't retire

I'll snatch you up

With the needle nose pliers

 

Like mutual of omaha

Got the ill boat

You've never seen before

Gliding in the glades

And like lorne greene

You know i get paid

Like caprese and with the basil

Not goofy like darren or hazel

I'm a mother fucking nick at night with

Classics rerunning that you know all right

Now remain calm no alarm

Cause my farm ain't fat

So what's up with that

I've got friends and family that i respect

When i think i'm too good

They put me in check

So believe when i say i'm no better than you

Except when i rap

So i guess it ain't true

Like that y'all and you just don't stop

Guaranteed to make your body rock

 

Check-ch-check-check-check-ch-check it out

What-wha-what-what-what's it all about

Work-wa-work-work-work-wa-work it out

Let's turn this motherfuckin' party out

 

Said, "doc what's the condition

I'm a man that's on a mission"

Said, "son, you'd better listen

Stuck in your ass

Is an electrician"

Like a scientist

Mmmm when i'm applying this

Method of controlling my mind

Like einstein and the rappin' duke combined

Hey baby bubba now what the deal

I didn't know you go for that mass appeal

Some call it salugi

Some hot potato

I stole your mic and you won't see it later

Cause i work magic like a magician

I add up like a mathematician

I'm a bank cashier

Engineer

I wear cotton but i don't wear sheer

 

Shazam and abracadabra

In the whip i'm gonna cruise past ya

Yo money, don't chump yourself

Put that shit back on the shelf

Light rays blazin'

You're out of phase

And my crews amazin'

We're working on the record yo

So stay patient

 

Check-ch-check-check-check-ch-check it out

What-wha-what-what-what's it all about

Work-wa-work-work-work-wa-work it out

Let's turn this motherfuckin' party out

 

Now, i go by the name of the king adrock

I don't wear a cup nor a jock

I bring the shit that's beyond bizarre

Like miss piggy

Who moi

I am the one with the clientele.

You say, "adrock, you rock so well"

I've got class like pink champale

Mca grab the mic before the mic goes stale

 

Don't test me

They can't arrest me

I'll fake right cross-over and shoot lefty

You look upset, yo calm down

You look cable guy dunked off of your crown

I flow like smoke out a chimney

You never been me

You wanna rap but what you're making ain't hip hop b

 

Get your clothes right out the dryer

Put armor all up on your tire

Sport that fresh attire

Tonight we goin' out set the town on fire

Set the town ablaze

Gonna stun and amaze

Ready to throw a craze

Make your granny shake her head

And say, "those were the days"

 

Check-ch-check-check-check-ch-check it out

What-wha-what-what-what's it all about

Work-wa-work-work-work-wa-work it out

Let's turn this motherfuckin' party out

 

 

 

 

 

 

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