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Hot Sauce Committee, Pt. 2
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"Hot Sauce Committee, Pt. 2" es el octavo y último álbum de la banda estadounidense Beastie Boys. Publicado el 27 de abril de 2011 por el sello discográfico Capitol Records, fue grabado en los estudios Studio Oscilloscope Laboratories, en Nueva York, con producción de los propios Beastie Boys.
En un principio los Beastie Boys idearon una serie de dos discos, el primero de los cuales debería haberse publicado en 2009 con el título de "Hot Sauce Committee, Pt. 1". No obstante, el miembro de la banda Adam Yauch, "MCA", fue diagnosticado con un cáncer y todo el proyecto inicial se fue al traste.
Dos años después, en 2011, el grupo retomó el proyecto inicial y sacaron este nuevo álbum, titulándolo "Hot Sauce Committee, Pt. 2", que fue lanzado antes del fallecimiento de Adam en 2012, incluyendo los temas previstos para la parte 1, excepto el tema "Bundt Cake".
Las críticas a la aparición de este trabajo de Beastie Boys fueron mayoritariamente positivas, con un estilo propio de hip-hop ajeno a las tendencias que marcaban otros artistas.
"Hot Sauce Committee, Pt. 2" debutó en el segundo puesto de la lista Billboard 200, un lanzamiento que fue acompañado por cuatro sencillos, "Lee Majors Come Again", "Too Many Rappers", "Make Some Noise" y "Don't Play No Game That I Can't Win".
"Too Many Rappers", lanzada el 21 de julio de 2009, fue nominada a los premios Grammy como Mejor interpretación rap de dúo o grupo. "Don't Play No Game That I Can't Win" contó con la colaboración de la cantante y compositora estadounidense Santigold.
Listado de canciones del álbum Hot Sauce Committee, Pt. 2
- Make Some NoiseVer letra 3:30
[X]letra de Make Some Noise
[Ad-Rock]
Yes, here we go again, give you more, nothing lesser
Back on the mic is the anti-depressor
Ad-Rock, no pressure, yes, we need this
The best is yet to come, and yes, believe this
[Mike D]
Leggo my Eggo while I flex my ego
Step off my Seco, dressed up tuxedo
Sipping coffee, playing Keno in the casino
Want a lucky number, ask Mike Dino
[MCA]
I burn the competition like a flamethrower
My rhymes age like wine as I get older
I'm getting bolder, competition is waning
I got the feeling and assume the lane and
We got a party on the left, a party on the right
We gonna party for the motherf-cking right to fight
Make some noise if you're with me
Make some noise if you're with me
[Mike D]
Armed insurrection, popular election
Get paid every year like tax collection
Hear my perfection, rotary connection
Taking MCs down by lethal rap injection
[MCA]
I'm like an ornithologist when I get pissed
You must have drank a fizzy-lifting drink and you got lifted
And sifted, I'm just whiffed
And when I catch MCs it's time for wing-clipping
[Ad-Rock]
I fly like a hawk, or better yet an eagle
A seagull, I sniff suckers out like a beagle
My ego is off and running and gone
Cause I'm about the best and if you diss than that's wrong
We got a party on the left, a party on the right
We gonna party for the motherf-cking right to fight
Make some noise if you're with me
Make some noise if you're with me
[MCA]
Pass me the scalpel, I'll make an incision
I'll cut off the part of your brain that does the bitching
Put it in formaldehyde and put it in the shelf
And you can show it to your friends and say "that's my old self"
[Ad-Rock]
Can't do me nothing, can't tell me nada
Don't quote me now because I'm doing the lambada
The forbidden dance, here's my chance
To make romance in my B-boy stance
[Mike D]
Parlay romancing into the financing
Opened up a restaurant with Ted Danson
The roaches check in, but they never check out
I set the record straight, no doubt
We got a party on the left, a party on the right
We gonna party for the motherf-cking right to fight
Make some noise if you're with me
Make some noise if you're with me - Nonstop Disco PowerpackVer letra 4:09
[X]letra de Nonstop Disco Powerpack
Yeah, get up!
Ah, ah!
Yes, here we go again giving you all another lesson,
Back on the mike is the antidepressive,
No.., no pressure, yes, we need this!
..the best is meant to come in, yes believe this!
Let go my echo, my ..., my ego,
My hip hop is echo, check out....in a casino,
Wanna look your number,...
I won a competition, a lot of flame go,
... as I get older, ... the competition is winning,
..you wanna party on the left, party on the right,
You wanna party for the... party to fight!
Make some noise in the building!
Make some noise in the building!
All resurrection, popular election,
Get paid every year like... collection.
...When I get the..
When I get the... it's time to win...
I fight like a whore... of ego,
..cause it's all about the person in the...
We gonna party on the left, we gonna party on the right,
Make some noise in the building!
Make some noise in the building!
Pass me this album, I'm making a decision,...
Here's my chance to make romance,
And my beat ... in the foundation,
..check in, I never check out,
I simply make it straight, no doubt!
We gonna party on the left, we gonna party on the right,
Make some noise in the building!
Make some noise in the building! - OKVer letra 2:49
[X]letra de OK
Oah-kayyyyy~!
[MCA]
You talk and talk and you just can't stop
But when it comes to mine - it's a crock
What you say, is lackluster
I thrash emcees who try to bring a filibuster
[Ad-Rock]
Yeah, right, get off me
Tell me somethin new to start with thee
Said see you later, when you comin home?
It's a gift, it's a curse, it's a telephone
[Mike D]
Now let's start over with a nice clean slate
Please stop stressin with the hurry up wait
Heard you the first time, that sounds great
But back up out my space, okay?
(Yeah yeah, right right) OKAY!
Okay {*4X*}
[Mike D]
Got the pink ribbon, so pinky
My name's Mike D from New York City
I guess it's all, in the mind
What, I, leave, behind
[Ad-Rock]
Go to these schools like a nice mad professor
Then I show chagrin every word that you utter
Yes you said you are a big deal
But money calm down - for real~!
[MCA]
Got, to control my mind
Get this shit down rewind
What, is goin on in my head?
Was this guy on med?
(What is goin on in my head? Was that guy on meds?)
(What is goin on in my head? ... )
[repeat 3X]
What is goin on in my head? Was that guy on meds?
(What is goin on in my head?)
[Ad-Rock]
Now, I don't give a fuck who the hell you are
Please stop shoutin in your seminar
I never asked you for part of your day
So please stop shoutin and you'll feel okay
[MCA]
You loud like a {?} cop
Take a look and take a look and then stop
Took a minute get your mind unlocked
Get the rhythm when I do you the wop
[Mike D]
What's goin on in in my head?
And why has this guy gone all red?
Be kind, rewind
At least tell me what I disagreed
or just say what should I say
Hmmm... okay!
(Yeah yeah, right, right) OKAY!
Okay! {*4X*} - Too Many Rappers [New Reactionaries Version] 4:51
- Say ItVer letra 3:25
[X]letra de Say It
To the heart of the matter, the mic I shatter
So cold on the mic, I make your teeth chatter
While you climb the corporate ladder
To make your pockets fatter
We be flipping styles like pancake batter
Looking through your binos, spying on me
But I'm running like a rhino on a drinking spree
You call yourself an MC, but what's your truth?
Gotta let it loose inside the toll booth
Suckers sniffin' on socks, chewin' on rocks
No complication, want the combination to the lock
You wanna get inside, well, then you best knock-knock
And when you get on, you got to rock nonstop
Once it hits your mind, what'cha gonna do?
Don't keep it inside, you've got to
SAY IT!
Let it out, let it out
SCREAM IT!
Gonna shout, gonna shout
WRITE IT!
Put it out, put it out
SAY IT!
Get it out, get it out
Watch out, come again, now sucker
Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa...
Well, I can feel it in my bloodstream, see it in their eyes
People lining up for their own demise
To help the man make weapons to monetize
Corporate violence, we can't abide
You can keep your bottle service and your cabana
Bust your ass drunk like you slipped on a banana
Like knick-knack, patty whack, you've got to let it out
From the mind to the mic, to the word to a shout
Mind to the rhyme, paper to the pen
The brand new dance called the David Rodigan
You sure you really wanna let me begin
You can't stop me rhymin' when I'm on, I'm all in
Life is good and then it gets you
Stuff you thought, it comes true
Once it hits your mind, what'cha gonna do?
Don't keep it inside, you've got to
SAY IT!
Let it out, let it out
SCREAM IT!
Gonna shout, gonna shout
WRITE IT!
Put it out, put it out
SAY IT!
Get it out, get it out
Watch out, come again, now sucker
Watch out, come again, now sucker (uh, suckers)
Watch out, come again, now sucker
Watch out, come again, now sucker (uh, suckers) - The Bill Harper CollectionVer letra 0:24
[X]letra de The Bill Harper Collection
Another official selection from the Bill Harper collection
"Hey, Adam, it's Bill...umm, thanks" - Don't Play No Game That I Can't Win 4:11
- Long Burn the FireVer letra 3:33
[X]letra de Long Burn the Fire
This is it y'all, some nasty shits for ya
Jump out the window onto a parade balloon
My style is iller than the goblins in "Troll 2"
'Cause I'm the type of MC with the most pizzazz
You're stealing my book like I was Grandmaster Caz
Got rhymes about antihistamines and analgesics
Rhyme about expectorants, y'all don't see it
Soothsayer, not a player, rhyme sayer extreme
Burn like fire when I step on the scene
I've got shark's teeth so I can bite your head
I've got tiger's claws that'll scratch you dead
I've got wings like a dragon when I'm flying above
Shoot venom from my eyes when it's time to get rough
So step back and check yourself
This MC's got weapons that'll ruin your health
So if you're feeling strong, then reach for yours
My book is my shield and my mic is my sword, sword, sword...
Long burn the fire
The truth shall set you free
Now it's Adrock rappin', I'm back again
Like a Big Mac attack on your gut and that's wack, my friend
I'm a maxer relaxer and I'm chillin'
I take that shit serious like Jerome to grillin'
I burn you to a crisp, sucker, back up off the toaster
I make you sick like at Kenny Rogers Roaster
See this rap thing is all about the braggadocio
I check my rear view, MCs ain't gettin' closer
People think I'm slow 'cause I'm just I'm underchallenged
See me, you're like, "Man, that's remarkable talent"
Live round the clock like Disco Donut
I'm like a tailor 'cause I got the thing sewn up
Or a proctologist, I move asses
Got so much heat that I fog your mom's glasses
Proof is in the pudding and the pudding's in my pants
You heard me rap and now watch me dance
Long burn the fire
The truth shall set you free
Save the date for when they hoist our number to the rafters
Above the haters, you can hear our laughter
Like Willis Reed or Elton John
We done been in the game and our game's still on
It's not Tic Tac Toe or Operation
Just holding it down like the gravitation
To all the heads that said, "No can do"
Adrock's in the bath filled with chocolate fondue
Straight up nuts like my name is Mike Bazzini
Bonafide household name like Sergio Tacchini
"Wasn't we here back on Raising Hell?"
Running wild like rats in the Taco Bell
On the mic I spit, the match it's lit
Mike Dino, the Jewish Brad Pitt
Making music for librarians to burly jocks
The rapper Mike D, known for my curly locks - Funky DonkeyVer letra 1:56
[X]letra de Funky Donkey
Put this on a zip disk, send it to your lawyer,
File me under funky
Like sipping lemonade and Arnold Palmers
Big holiday parties like Dolly Partner
Sometime I get Pad Thai as a starter
My other order pad see yes is much darker
Adam Horovitz, I take a shvitz
I'm known for my glamour and my glitz check it
As I bust I really must encrust
This microphone rust with diamond fairy dust
I don't wear Crocs and I don't wear sandals
The pump don't work 'cause the vandals took the handle
Stop singing that song in the wrong key
"What you looking at?" Funky donkey
Funky donkey
Funky donkey
I go woooo like a fire engine
Flashing lights to get your attention
Stop sweating me about the weather
Go shave a sheep and knit yourself a sweater
Don't get me heated or y'all in trouble
Bass bins booming make the dancehall bubble
Letting loose all up in the honkey tonk
With the shoopa doopa doo bedonk
Well I was swimming in the water of the ocean
Like Dr. Jeckyl with the magic potion
We're brand new, never ever the same
"What's that what's that what's the name?"
Funky donkey
Funky donkey
Funky donkey - The Larry RoutineVer letra 0:30
[X]letra de The Larry Routine
Oh!!
This routine dates way back
A lot of people may remember this routine
but it's evolved, now
Yeah from the summer before last
[Mike D]
Well my name's Mike D and I got a new name
And that new name is - LARRY!!
[Ad Rock]
Well my name is Ad Rock, and then I got a new name
And my new name is - HARRY!!
[MCA]
Well my name is MCA, but I got a new name
And that new name is - GARY!!
[Beastie Boys]
Well my DJ's name, it stayed the same
Cause his new name is - BARRY!! - Tadlock's Glasses 2:19
- Lee Majors Come AgainVer letra 3:43
[X]letra de Lee Majors Come Again
Hold up. Goddamnit, this thing. Alright, wait. Hold on, Adam. This thing keeps fallin' off.
Woo! Doin' it big! Ah-ah!
I'm the lyrical, mathematical genius
Splashing like lime juice, you've never seen this
Internationally known, the longest, the leanest
Shout-out to one Jose Nenis
I hit 'em with the rhyme and the rhyme don't stop
We got the beat and the beat go drop
The ping pong paddle make the battle go pop
Now take a look around this spot
I'm seeing every detail like an over-cranked camera
Sleestaks in the back say 'Damn ya'
You say 'I can't' and I say 'Why can't ya?'
Chopping the track in the-in the land of...
You wanna buy this
You wanna take that
Wanna-wanna try this
Wanna-wanna make that
You can't abide this
You wanna fake that
Take a look around you
You wanna buy this
You wanna take that
Wanna-wanna try this
Wanna-wanna make that
You can't abide this
You wanna fake that
Take a look around you
There's a bird in here
That's my DJ, not Doctor Brassiere
Dropping bombs like a bombardier
Like cacao, it's a chocolatier
We're giving y'all a lil slice of heaven
B Boys bringing it back to A7
Deal with the schism, ride on the rhythm
Sweet like pie and the pie's what I give 'em
I'll stage a coup and usurp your position
'Cause-'cause like a Mormon, I'm on a mission
We're audible-visible
Cadence is lyrical
Got the mental and physical
When the moment is critical
You wanna buy this
You wanna take that
Wanna-wanna try this
Wanna-wanna make that
You can't abide this
You wanna fake that
Take a look around you
You wanna buy this
You wanna take that
Wanna-wanna try this
Wanna-wanna make that
You can't abide this
You wanna fake that
Take a look around you
Ruff!
Uh, Lee Majors come again
Like the Six Dil- Million Dollar Man
Woo! Watch out!
In the back of the bus...gonna bust!
Lee Majors style
I said stop! Watch how I flip
Bill Piedmont with the Kung-Fu grip
Haymaker, roundhouse, show can't continue
At the roller rink down in Virginia
Oh, yeah, did I spill the beans?
I see your grandpa in Apple Bottom jeans
A Von Dutch cap, Ugg boots to match
The word gets out, you can't take it back
I'm just a pause tape competition expert winner
Just a doggone, long-armed, tall yarn spinner
You want a battle? Easy now, star
My DJ's so nasty, he needs a sneeze guard
You wanna buy this
You wanna take that
Wanna-wanna try this
Wanna-wanna make that
You can't abide this
You wanna fake that
Take a look around you
You wanna buy this
You wanna take that
Wanna-wanna try this
Wanna-wanna make that
You can't abide this
You wanna fake that
Take a look around you - Multilateral Nuclear DisarmamentVer letra 2:54
[X]letra de Multilateral Nuclear Disarmament
[Instrumental] - Here's a Little Something for Ya 3:08
- Crazy Ass ShitVer letra 1:56
[X]letra de Crazy Ass Shit
"On and on, to the break of dawn" [4X]
[Ad Rock]
Now, let me introduce myself, I'm Ad Rock (Rock)
No matter what you order from I got it in stock (stock)
We doin our thing, well we got it on lock (lock)
Gonna pop off the lip with the old non-stop
[MCA]
So take it from me now I'm gonna give it all I got (got)
I'll take a licking, still tick tick tock (tock)
Smoked salmon, ate old school lox (lox)
A zooted buddha baby and I buy gray socks
[Mike D]
It's Mike on the mic and I'm known to please (please)
Stinkin, nasty, like the head cheese (cheese)
Cat scans, honorary degrees
Rhymes fresh pressed like eighty-three Lees
"You can't stop you've got to keep on"
"Keep, keep-keep-keep, keep-keep on"
"You can't stop you've got to keep on"
Well that's all I got, except I just got...
??
[Mike D]
Touchin all my nails when my feets in the cab (cab)
I am {?} but her past is bad (bad)
All you perfect bums that are into crabs (crabs)
Come take a shower and wash that ass
[Ad Rock]
Rock non-stop in the New York City (City)
Got the heat on the mic lookin so damn pretty (pretty)
Sittin by me well it must feel shitty (shitty)
The real thing to say - here it goes - tough titty!
[MCA]
I got my rhymes in the picture and it's time to floor (floor)
I'm at the two and I'm screamin four (four)
Get into your party as I declare war (war)
I'm gonna feed this hunger that smile like a dinosaur
"You can't stop you've got to keep on"
"Keep, keep-keep-keep, keep-keep on"
"You can't stop you've got to keep on"
"Keep, keep-keep-keep, keep-keep on"
"You can't stop you've got to keep on"
"On and on, to the break of dawn" - The Lisa Lisa/Full Force Routine 0:48
En un principio los Beastie Boys idearon una serie de dos discos, el primero de los cuales debería haberse publicado en 2009 con el título de "Hot Sauce Committee, Pt. 1". No obstante, el miembro de la banda Adam Yauch, "MCA", fue diagnosticado con un cáncer y todo el proyecto inicial se fue al traste.
Dos años después, en 2011, el grupo retomó el proyecto inicial y sacaron este nuevo álbum, titulándolo "Hot Sauce Committee, Pt. 2", que fue lanzado antes del fallecimiento de Adam en 2012, incluyendo los temas previstos para la parte 1, excepto el tema "Bundt Cake".
Las críticas a la aparición de este trabajo de Beastie Boys fueron mayoritariamente positivas, con un estilo propio de hip-hop ajeno a las tendencias que marcaban otros artistas.
"Hot Sauce Committee, Pt. 2" debutó en el segundo puesto de la lista Billboard 200, un lanzamiento que fue acompañado por cuatro sencillos, "Lee Majors Come Again", "Too Many Rappers", "Make Some Noise" y "Don't Play No Game That I Can't Win".
"Too Many Rappers", lanzada el 21 de julio de 2009, fue nominada a los premios Grammy como Mejor interpretación rap de dúo o grupo. "Don't Play No Game That I Can't Win" contó con la colaboración de la cantante y compositora estadounidense Santigold.
[X]
[Ad-Rock]letra de Make Some Noise
Yes, here we go again, give you more, nothing lesser
Back on the mic is the anti-depressor
Ad-Rock, no pressure, yes, we need this
The best is yet to come, and yes, believe this
[Mike D]
Leggo my Eggo while I flex my ego
Step off my Seco, dressed up tuxedo
Sipping coffee, playing Keno in the casino
Want a lucky number, ask Mike Dino
[MCA]
I burn the competition like a flamethrower
My rhymes age like wine as I get older
I'm getting bolder, competition is waning
I got the feeling and assume the lane and
We got a party on the left, a party on the right
We gonna party for the motherf-cking right to fight
Make some noise if you're with me
Make some noise if you're with me
[Mike D]
Armed insurrection, popular election
Get paid every year like tax collection
Hear my perfection, rotary connection
Taking MCs down by lethal rap injection
[MCA]
I'm like an ornithologist when I get pissed
You must have drank a fizzy-lifting drink and you got lifted
And sifted, I'm just whiffed
And when I catch MCs it's time for wing-clipping
[Ad-Rock]
I fly like a hawk, or better yet an eagle
A seagull, I sniff suckers out like a beagle
My ego is off and running and gone
Cause I'm about the best and if you diss than that's wrong
We got a party on the left, a party on the right
We gonna party for the motherf-cking right to fight
Make some noise if you're with me
Make some noise if you're with me
[MCA]
Pass me the scalpel, I'll make an incision
I'll cut off the part of your brain that does the bitching
Put it in formaldehyde and put it in the shelf
And you can show it to your friends and say "that's my old self"
[Ad-Rock]
Can't do me nothing, can't tell me nada
Don't quote me now because I'm doing the lambada
The forbidden dance, here's my chance
To make romance in my B-boy stance
[Mike D]
Parlay romancing into the financing
Opened up a restaurant with Ted Danson
The roaches check in, but they never check out
I set the record straight, no doubt
We got a party on the left, a party on the right
We gonna party for the motherf-cking right to fight
Make some noise if you're with me
Make some noise if you're with me
[X]
Yeah, get up!letra de Nonstop Disco Powerpack
Ah, ah!
Yes, here we go again giving you all another lesson,
Back on the mike is the antidepressive,
No.., no pressure, yes, we need this!
..the best is meant to come in, yes believe this!
Let go my echo, my ..., my ego,
My hip hop is echo, check out....in a casino,
Wanna look your number,...
I won a competition, a lot of flame go,
... as I get older, ... the competition is winning,
..you wanna party on the left, party on the right,
You wanna party for the... party to fight!
Make some noise in the building!
Make some noise in the building!
All resurrection, popular election,
Get paid every year like... collection.
...When I get the..
When I get the... it's time to win...
I fight like a whore... of ego,
..cause it's all about the person in the...
We gonna party on the left, we gonna party on the right,
Make some noise in the building!
Make some noise in the building!
Pass me this album, I'm making a decision,...
Here's my chance to make romance,
And my beat ... in the foundation,
..check in, I never check out,
I simply make it straight, no doubt!
We gonna party on the left, we gonna party on the right,
Make some noise in the building!
Make some noise in the building!
[X]
Oah-kayyyyy~!letra de OK
[MCA]
You talk and talk and you just can't stop
But when it comes to mine - it's a crock
What you say, is lackluster
I thrash emcees who try to bring a filibuster
[Ad-Rock]
Yeah, right, get off me
Tell me somethin new to start with thee
Said see you later, when you comin home?
It's a gift, it's a curse, it's a telephone
[Mike D]
Now let's start over with a nice clean slate
Please stop stressin with the hurry up wait
Heard you the first time, that sounds great
But back up out my space, okay?
(Yeah yeah, right right) OKAY!
Okay {*4X*}
[Mike D]
Got the pink ribbon, so pinky
My name's Mike D from New York City
I guess it's all, in the mind
What, I, leave, behind
[Ad-Rock]
Go to these schools like a nice mad professor
Then I show chagrin every word that you utter
Yes you said you are a big deal
But money calm down - for real~!
[MCA]
Got, to control my mind
Get this shit down rewind
What, is goin on in my head?
Was this guy on med?
(What is goin on in my head? Was that guy on meds?)
(What is goin on in my head? ... )
[repeat 3X]
What is goin on in my head? Was that guy on meds?
(What is goin on in my head?)
[Ad-Rock]
Now, I don't give a fuck who the hell you are
Please stop shoutin in your seminar
I never asked you for part of your day
So please stop shoutin and you'll feel okay
[MCA]
You loud like a {?} cop
Take a look and take a look and then stop
Took a minute get your mind unlocked
Get the rhythm when I do you the wop
[Mike D]
What's goin on in in my head?
And why has this guy gone all red?
Be kind, rewind
At least tell me what I disagreed
or just say what should I say
Hmmm... okay!
(Yeah yeah, right, right) OKAY!
Okay! {*4X*}
[X]
To the heart of the matter, the mic I shatterletra de Say It
So cold on the mic, I make your teeth chatter
While you climb the corporate ladder
To make your pockets fatter
We be flipping styles like pancake batter
Looking through your binos, spying on me
But I'm running like a rhino on a drinking spree
You call yourself an MC, but what's your truth?
Gotta let it loose inside the toll booth
Suckers sniffin' on socks, chewin' on rocks
No complication, want the combination to the lock
You wanna get inside, well, then you best knock-knock
And when you get on, you got to rock nonstop
Once it hits your mind, what'cha gonna do?
Don't keep it inside, you've got to
SAY IT!
Let it out, let it out
SCREAM IT!
Gonna shout, gonna shout
WRITE IT!
Put it out, put it out
SAY IT!
Get it out, get it out
Watch out, come again, now sucker
Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa...
Well, I can feel it in my bloodstream, see it in their eyes
People lining up for their own demise
To help the man make weapons to monetize
Corporate violence, we can't abide
You can keep your bottle service and your cabana
Bust your ass drunk like you slipped on a banana
Like knick-knack, patty whack, you've got to let it out
From the mind to the mic, to the word to a shout
Mind to the rhyme, paper to the pen
The brand new dance called the David Rodigan
You sure you really wanna let me begin
You can't stop me rhymin' when I'm on, I'm all in
Life is good and then it gets you
Stuff you thought, it comes true
Once it hits your mind, what'cha gonna do?
Don't keep it inside, you've got to
SAY IT!
Let it out, let it out
SCREAM IT!
Gonna shout, gonna shout
WRITE IT!
Put it out, put it out
SAY IT!
Get it out, get it out
Watch out, come again, now sucker
Watch out, come again, now sucker (uh, suckers)
Watch out, come again, now sucker
Watch out, come again, now sucker (uh, suckers)
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Another official selection from the Bill Harper collectionletra de The Bill Harper Collection
"Hey, Adam, it's Bill...umm, thanks"
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This is it y'all, some nasty shits for yaletra de Long Burn the Fire
Jump out the window onto a parade balloon
My style is iller than the goblins in "Troll 2"
'Cause I'm the type of MC with the most pizzazz
You're stealing my book like I was Grandmaster Caz
Got rhymes about antihistamines and analgesics
Rhyme about expectorants, y'all don't see it
Soothsayer, not a player, rhyme sayer extreme
Burn like fire when I step on the scene
I've got shark's teeth so I can bite your head
I've got tiger's claws that'll scratch you dead
I've got wings like a dragon when I'm flying above
Shoot venom from my eyes when it's time to get rough
So step back and check yourself
This MC's got weapons that'll ruin your health
So if you're feeling strong, then reach for yours
My book is my shield and my mic is my sword, sword, sword...
Long burn the fire
The truth shall set you free
Now it's Adrock rappin', I'm back again
Like a Big Mac attack on your gut and that's wack, my friend
I'm a maxer relaxer and I'm chillin'
I take that shit serious like Jerome to grillin'
I burn you to a crisp, sucker, back up off the toaster
I make you sick like at Kenny Rogers Roaster
See this rap thing is all about the braggadocio
I check my rear view, MCs ain't gettin' closer
People think I'm slow 'cause I'm just I'm underchallenged
See me, you're like, "Man, that's remarkable talent"
Live round the clock like Disco Donut
I'm like a tailor 'cause I got the thing sewn up
Or a proctologist, I move asses
Got so much heat that I fog your mom's glasses
Proof is in the pudding and the pudding's in my pants
You heard me rap and now watch me dance
Long burn the fire
The truth shall set you free
Save the date for when they hoist our number to the rafters
Above the haters, you can hear our laughter
Like Willis Reed or Elton John
We done been in the game and our game's still on
It's not Tic Tac Toe or Operation
Just holding it down like the gravitation
To all the heads that said, "No can do"
Adrock's in the bath filled with chocolate fondue
Straight up nuts like my name is Mike Bazzini
Bonafide household name like Sergio Tacchini
"Wasn't we here back on Raising Hell?"
Running wild like rats in the Taco Bell
On the mic I spit, the match it's lit
Mike Dino, the Jewish Brad Pitt
Making music for librarians to burly jocks
The rapper Mike D, known for my curly locks
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Put this on a zip disk, send it to your lawyer,letra de Funky Donkey
File me under funky
Like sipping lemonade and Arnold Palmers
Big holiday parties like Dolly Partner
Sometime I get Pad Thai as a starter
My other order pad see yes is much darker
Adam Horovitz, I take a shvitz
I'm known for my glamour and my glitz check it
As I bust I really must encrust
This microphone rust with diamond fairy dust
I don't wear Crocs and I don't wear sandals
The pump don't work 'cause the vandals took the handle
Stop singing that song in the wrong key
"What you looking at?" Funky donkey
Funky donkey
Funky donkey
I go woooo like a fire engine
Flashing lights to get your attention
Stop sweating me about the weather
Go shave a sheep and knit yourself a sweater
Don't get me heated or y'all in trouble
Bass bins booming make the dancehall bubble
Letting loose all up in the honkey tonk
With the shoopa doopa doo bedonk
Well I was swimming in the water of the ocean
Like Dr. Jeckyl with the magic potion
We're brand new, never ever the same
"What's that what's that what's the name?"
Funky donkey
Funky donkey
Funky donkey
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Oh!!letra de The Larry Routine
This routine dates way back
A lot of people may remember this routine
but it's evolved, now
Yeah from the summer before last
[Mike D]
Well my name's Mike D and I got a new name
And that new name is - LARRY!!
[Ad Rock]
Well my name is Ad Rock, and then I got a new name
And my new name is - HARRY!!
[MCA]
Well my name is MCA, but I got a new name
And that new name is - GARY!!
[Beastie Boys]
Well my DJ's name, it stayed the same
Cause his new name is - BARRY!!
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Hold up. Goddamnit, this thing. Alright, wait. Hold on, Adam. This thing keeps fallin' off.letra de Lee Majors Come Again
Woo! Doin' it big! Ah-ah!
I'm the lyrical, mathematical genius
Splashing like lime juice, you've never seen this
Internationally known, the longest, the leanest
Shout-out to one Jose Nenis
I hit 'em with the rhyme and the rhyme don't stop
We got the beat and the beat go drop
The ping pong paddle make the battle go pop
Now take a look around this spot
I'm seeing every detail like an over-cranked camera
Sleestaks in the back say 'Damn ya'
You say 'I can't' and I say 'Why can't ya?'
Chopping the track in the-in the land of...
You wanna buy this
You wanna take that
Wanna-wanna try this
Wanna-wanna make that
You can't abide this
You wanna fake that
Take a look around you
You wanna buy this
You wanna take that
Wanna-wanna try this
Wanna-wanna make that
You can't abide this
You wanna fake that
Take a look around you
There's a bird in here
That's my DJ, not Doctor Brassiere
Dropping bombs like a bombardier
Like cacao, it's a chocolatier
We're giving y'all a lil slice of heaven
B Boys bringing it back to A7
Deal with the schism, ride on the rhythm
Sweet like pie and the pie's what I give 'em
I'll stage a coup and usurp your position
'Cause-'cause like a Mormon, I'm on a mission
We're audible-visible
Cadence is lyrical
Got the mental and physical
When the moment is critical
You wanna buy this
You wanna take that
Wanna-wanna try this
Wanna-wanna make that
You can't abide this
You wanna fake that
Take a look around you
You wanna buy this
You wanna take that
Wanna-wanna try this
Wanna-wanna make that
You can't abide this
You wanna fake that
Take a look around you
Ruff!
Uh, Lee Majors come again
Like the Six Dil- Million Dollar Man
Woo! Watch out!
In the back of the bus...gonna bust!
Lee Majors style
I said stop! Watch how I flip
Bill Piedmont with the Kung-Fu grip
Haymaker, roundhouse, show can't continue
At the roller rink down in Virginia
Oh, yeah, did I spill the beans?
I see your grandpa in Apple Bottom jeans
A Von Dutch cap, Ugg boots to match
The word gets out, you can't take it back
I'm just a pause tape competition expert winner
Just a doggone, long-armed, tall yarn spinner
You want a battle? Easy now, star
My DJ's so nasty, he needs a sneeze guard
You wanna buy this
You wanna take that
Wanna-wanna try this
Wanna-wanna make that
You can't abide this
You wanna fake that
Take a look around you
You wanna buy this
You wanna take that
Wanna-wanna try this
Wanna-wanna make that
You can't abide this
You wanna fake that
Take a look around you
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[Instrumental] letra de Multilateral Nuclear Disarmament
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"On and on, to the break of dawn" [4X]letra de Crazy Ass Shit
[Ad Rock]
Now, let me introduce myself, I'm Ad Rock (Rock)
No matter what you order from I got it in stock (stock)
We doin our thing, well we got it on lock (lock)
Gonna pop off the lip with the old non-stop
[MCA]
So take it from me now I'm gonna give it all I got (got)
I'll take a licking, still tick tick tock (tock)
Smoked salmon, ate old school lox (lox)
A zooted buddha baby and I buy gray socks
[Mike D]
It's Mike on the mic and I'm known to please (please)
Stinkin, nasty, like the head cheese (cheese)
Cat scans, honorary degrees
Rhymes fresh pressed like eighty-three Lees
"You can't stop you've got to keep on"
"Keep, keep-keep-keep, keep-keep on"
"You can't stop you've got to keep on"
Well that's all I got, except I just got...
??
[Mike D]
Touchin all my nails when my feets in the cab (cab)
I am {?} but her past is bad (bad)
All you perfect bums that are into crabs (crabs)
Come take a shower and wash that ass
[Ad Rock]
Rock non-stop in the New York City (City)
Got the heat on the mic lookin so damn pretty (pretty)
Sittin by me well it must feel shitty (shitty)
The real thing to say - here it goes - tough titty!
[MCA]
I got my rhymes in the picture and it's time to floor (floor)
I'm at the two and I'm screamin four (four)
Get into your party as I declare war (war)
I'm gonna feed this hunger that smile like a dinosaur
"You can't stop you've got to keep on"
"Keep, keep-keep-keep, keep-keep on"
"You can't stop you've got to keep on"
"Keep, keep-keep-keep, keep-keep on"
"You can't stop you've got to keep on"
"On and on, to the break of dawn"