Beastie Boys

Because I grab the microphone and I pick it up
And then I fuck it up and then I turn it in
And then I turn it out, got the body rockin sound
And then you know Im gonna get down and
Eat a scooby snack and take disco nap
Because Im shopping at sears, cause I dont buy at the gap
Sending this one out to all the funky inspirations
Pretty purdie on the drums with the beat relations
Well, Im working on rhymes, theyre coming line by line
Trying to put what I feel into word and rhymes
Ive got a feeling coming on, Ive got to make some shit
A little something stupid, for the twisted and sick
Because I drive like a maniac on the streets
And I dont give fuck cause Ive got the beats
Got my nuts swingin from left to right and
Right to left and Im death defying
Alright hear this
Alright hear this
I spin my fortune on a wheel like sajak
Heres the payback keep going strong like since the way back
I try to be myself but I lose track
cause the shit gets complicated now Ive got to get back
As we learn to breed love for one another
In these times of melying cultures
I give respect for whats been borrowed and lent
I know this music comes down from african descent