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Like a flag at half mast as frames click fast
Not a thing will last as past is past
Like stacks of thoughts that got played and worn
Used over and over till they were tired and torn
Like a broken clock that can't tell time
Like a thick ass book that's filled with wack rhymes
Like a scorching blaze that burned the sand
Like a band that planned and planned and planned

"I have never been more ready in my entire life to do this right now.
Never. It's all been leading up to this moment.
All right now, right here.
My whole life, right here...."
We got rhyme selections in a wide array
J'ai des bons bons pour vous mangez (I have some goodie goods for you to eat)
The party people scream "Oui, oui c'est vrai!" (Yes yes, it's true)

Brooklyn, Bronx, Queens and Staten
From the Battery to the top of Manhattan
Asian, Middle-Eastern and Latin
Black, White, New York you make it happen

Brownstones, water towers, trees, skyscrapers
Writers, prize fighters and Wall Street traders
We come together on the subway cars

Call the people, are you ready now?
Shadrach Mesach Abednago
Shadrach Mesach Abednago
Shadrach Mesach Abednago
Shadrach

Money, money, money
Mine uptone, the DJ up there

Tracklist:
1. Body Movin' (Dobriyvecher Remix)
2. Alive (Electro Gorilla Remix)
3. All Lifestyles (Under Influnce Remix)
4. The Negotiation Limerick File (BeermanN Pussy Remix)
5. Ch-Check It Out (Electro Gorilla Remix)
6. Triple Trouble (Dorbiycher Remix)
7. We Got The vs Du It (Mashup by Dobriyvecher)

As I develop the awakened mind
I praise the buddhas as they shine
I bow before you as I travel my path
To join your ranks, I make my full time task
For the sake of all beings I seek
The enlightened mind that I know I'll reap
Respect to Shantideva and all the others
Who brought down the dharma for the sisters and brothers

Body movin' body movin'
A1 sound' sound so soothing
Body movin' body movin'
We be getting down and you know we're crush groovin'

Now let me get some action from the back section
We need body rockin' not perfection
Let your back bone flip but don't slip a disc

Yea..
Ah yea...
Agh yea this one's dedicated to all
the ladies in the front , the back
All the older ladies out there
lookin' nice, you know who you are
whoo...

Brass Monkey - that funky Monkey
Brass Monkey - junkie
That funky Monkey

Got this dance that's more than real
Drink Brass Monkey - here's how you feel
Put your left leg down - your right leg up
Tilt your head back - let's finish the cup

Some static started in the pool hall
In a motherfucker's face with the cue ball
Then I met this girl she tried to gank me
So I smacked her in the pocket with M.C. Plank Bee
Me and my crew out breaking 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

All you Trekkies and TV addicts,
dont mean to dis dont mean to bring static
All you Klingons in your grandmas house
grab your backstreet friend and get loud
Blowin’ doors off hinges
grab you with the pinchers
and no I didn’t retire
I’ll snatch you up with the needle nose pliers

Who's Country Mike
I'm Country Mike
Where's Country Mike
Here's Country Mike
Who's Country Mike
Woo!
I'm Country Mike
Yeah Country Mike

Rob and Steal from the Health Food Store

The ideas you shout that are so hard core Screaming at the phone man collecting the change

I deas discovered then rearranged

I won't say that life's a bitch and then you die

It's hot here gotta say it's so
I got you right where I want
Got an honest face so you turn your back
When in doubt run up your attack
At one time you were slick and your grill was cold
And now funny how the shit gets old
You can run you can run but it will catch up
Like now see me I'll show you up

Jungle jungle, Merlin production company
Black Ark International Branch presents
Coffin going around Have you seen mister Brown
Coffin going around going around the town
Have you seen mister Brown
Whispering voices whispering voices
Whispering voices have you seen mister Brown
They who want to control always lose control

I looked out the window and seen his bald head
I ran to the fridge and pulled out an egg
Scoped him with my scopes he had no hair
Launched that shot and he was caught out there
Saw the convertible driving by
Loaded up the slingshot and let one fly
He went for his to find he didn't have one
Put him in check correct with my egg gun

(Chorus)
Egg raid on mojo! (x4)
We dressed all in black. We snuk up around the back. We began to
attack. The eggs they cracked on mojo's back. Go!!
(Chorus)
Gonna fight! Gonna fight! Gonna egg raid tonight!
Gonna fight! Gonna fight! Gonna egg raid tonight!
Egg raid! Gonna die! Eat up mojo al the time!!

Kick It!

You wake up late for school man you don't wanna go,
You ask your mom "please?" but she still says "NO!"
You miss two classes and no homework
but your teacher preaches class like you're some kind of jerk

You gotta fight, for your right,

Kick It!

You wake up late for school man you don't wanna go,
You ask your mom "please?" but she still says "NO!"
You miss two classes and no homework
but your teacher preaches class like you're some kind of jerk

You gotta fight, for your right,

I'm flowing prose to cons and cons to pros
I'm scheming rhyme against reason like it was flow against know
But beyond the concepts and emotions that rise
To the interconnectedness that underlies
The lies upon lies have lost their meaning
The plies upon plies of consciousness that is being
Over and over I fall I learned to walk from a crawl
It's not sad it's just the way and the purpose of it all

So, Just Sit Back And Max And Relax
Off Tracks That I Kick, Come On And Give It Up
'CauseI Get Funky Like Diaper Rash
And You Know I'm Mad Spunky And I'm Making Cash
I've Got Sex Rhymes Like Victoria's Got Secrets
To All You Porne Peepers Who Are Trying To Peep This
I'm Like Al Goldstein, I'm All About Screwing
Lead My Team To Sixty Wins Like My Man Pat Ewing

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

Girls - all I really want is girls
And in the morning it's girls
Cause in the evening it's girls

I like the way that they walk
And it's chill to hear them talk
And I can always make them smile
From White Castle to the Nile

Gratitude

Good Times Gone And You Missed Them
What's Gone Wrong In Your System
Things They Bounce Just Like A Spalding
What'd You Think Did You Miss Your Calling
It's So Free This Kind Of Feeling
It's Like Life It's So Appealing

Drink A Six Pack And Then You Play Som Ball
Walking Down The Stairs And Then He Starts To Fall
Add On Two Joints And Then He Starts To Sweat
Two Hundred Seventy Five Punds That You Can't Forget

Heart Attack, Heart Attack Man
Spend All Your Money On Your Health Insurance Plan
Heart Attack, Heart Attack Man

Hey ladies in the place I'm callin' out to ya
There never was a city kid truer and bluer
There's more to me than you'll ever know
And I've got more hits than Sadaharu Oh
Tom Thumb Tom Cushman or Tom Foolery
Date women on T.V. with the help of Chuck Woolery
Words are flowing out just like the Grand Canyon
And I'm always out looking for a female companion

Cause I'm the High Plains Drifter,
And I'm a drifter
The Hight Plains Drifter,
And I'm a drifter
They can't catch me never gonna find me
They're never gonna know that I'm the High Plains Drifter

Pulled over to the river to take a rest

Now I chill real ill when I start to chill
When I fill my pockets with a knot of dollar bills
Sipping pints of ale out the window sill
When I get my fill I'm chilly chill
Now I just got home because I'm out on bail
What's the time? - it's time to buy ale
Peter eater - parking meter all of the time
If I run out of ale - it's time to buy wine

(Beastie Boys/Caldato)
People how you doing there's a new day dawning
For the earth mother it's a brand new morning
For such a long while there's been such longing
But now the sun is shining let's roll back the awning

This is a type of kinda like a formal dedication
Giving out a shout for much inspiration

Johnny Ryall is the bum on my stoop
I gave him fifty cents to buy some soup
He knows the time with the fresh Gucci watch
He's even more over than the mayor Ed Koch
Washing windows on the Bowery at a quarter to four
'Cause he ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more
Living on borrowed time and borrowed money
Sleepin' on the street there ain't a damn thing funny

It's like a flag at half mast as frames click fast
Not a thing will last as past is past
Like stacks of thoughts that got played and worn
Used over and over till they were tired and torn
Like a broken clock that can't tell time
Like a thick ass book that's filled with wack rhymes
Like a scorching blaze that burned the sand
Like a band that planned and planned and planned

Doin' it big
I'm the lyrical mathematical, genius
Splashin' like lime juice
You never seen this
Internationally known
The longest the leanest
Shout out the one Jose Nenis
Hit 'em with the rhyme

Lighten up, gotta lighten up, gotta lighten up right now
Gotta lighten up, gotta lighten up, gotta lighten up right now
Gotta lighten up, gotta lighten up, gotta lighten up right now
Gotta lighten up, gotta lighten up, gotta lighten up
Shine like the sun
Lighten up, gotta lighten up, gotta lighten up right now
Gotta lighten up, gotta lighten up, gotta lighten up right now
Gotta lighten up, gotta lighten up, gotta lighten up right now

This is it chall, some nasty shits for ya
Jump out of the window onto a parade balloon
My style is iller that the goblins in "Troll 2"
'Cause I'm the type of MC with the most pizazz
You're trying to borrow my book like I was Grandmaster Caz
Got rhymes about antihistamines and analgesics
Rhyme about expectorants, you no see it
Sueth sayer not a play rhyme sayer extreme

I'm rolling down the hill snowballing getting bigger
An explosion in the chamber the hammer from the trigger
I seen him get stabbed I watched the blood spill out
He had more cuts than my man Chuck Chillout
24 is my age 22 is my gauge
I'm writing rhymes on a page going off in a rage
Out on a mission a stolen car mission
Had a little problem with the transmission

Adrock

Yeah
Get up
Yeeeah
uhh

Yes, here we go again give you more nothing lesser

You're coming off like you're Van Damme
You've got Kenny G, in your Trans Am
You've got names like Billy Ray
Now you sing Hip Hop Hooray
Put your Dakleys and your stone wash on
Watching MTV and you mosh on
number one on the side and don't touch the back
number six on the top and don't cut it wack, Jack

chorus) No sleep 'til - Brooklyn

Foot on the pedal - never ever false metal
Engine running hotter than a boiling kettle
My job's ain't a job - it's a damn good time
City to city - I'm running my rhymes
On location - touring around the nation
Beastie Boys always on vacation

Whether in a penthouse or a cave dweller
I can tell you 'bout now I'm not a fortune teller
Grab a treat from Yosi my muffin seller
Got mad technique like Rudy Van Gelder
And yes I got a plan I'm a carry out it
Yes I'm pro-choice I'm a scream and shout it

Yes I love life and I try not to doubt it

"Pass The Mic"

If You Can Feel What I'm Feeling Then It's A Musical Masterpiece
If You Can Hear What I'm Dealing With Then That's Cool At Least
What's Running Through My Mind Comes Through In My Walk
True Feelings Are Shown From The Way That I Talk
And This Is Me Y'All, I M.C. Y'All
My Name Is M.C.A. And I Still Do What I Please

Paul Revere lyrics

Now here's a little story I've got to tell
About three bad brothers you know so well
It started way back in history
With Adrock, M.C.A., and me - Mike D.
Been had a little horsy named Paul Revere
Just me and my horsy and a quart of beer

Yes, yes, y'all and you don't stop
You keep it on and shockin' the place
Well I'm M.C.A. I got nothing to prove
Pay attention my intention is to bust a move
I drink quarts and cans and bottles and sixes
Between the turntables keep the vodka and the mixes
I'm Mike D. I got the deuces wild
A list of girlies numbers that I've dialed

All aboard, track seventeen - all aboard
Yee-ha

This song is dedicated to all the hardworking pioneers of this country
Settin' out discoverin the West
Bringing the railroad to where no man has ever been before

Johnny, he worked on the railroad - pounding on iron and steel

Things get hectic quick
From the satellite dish to your joy stick
It's the night of the living cable box
Wires coming up from around the block
Remote control to change the station
But that won't change your situation
Have you seen what I mean
I'm the little gnome that's in your dreams

I don't see things quite the same as I used to
As I live my life I've got just me to be true to
And when I find that I don't know about
Just what to do

I turn and look within to see what I should do
Now I'm not sure what it takes to be hip
A lot of people making music that to be ain't shit

Because mutiny on the bounty's what we're all about
I'm gonna board your ship and turn it on out
No soft sucker with a parrot on his shoulder
'Cause I'm bad gettin' bolder - cold getting colder
Terrorizing suckers on the seven seas
And if you've got beef - you'll get capped in the knees
We got sixteen men on a dead man's chest
And I shot those suckers and I'll shoot the rest

Wait ...that was a false
Riot fight, Riot fight
Riot fight, Riot fight
Riot fight, no we don't fight on friday night
Find a trail so that we can all feast on mighty might
Riot fight, no we don't fight on friday night
On again, all my life, forget to take the house of white
Riot fight, Riot fight, Riot fight, Riot fight

It's Not A Put Down
I Put My Foot Down
And Then I Make Some Love, I Put My Root Down
Like Sweetie Pie By The Stone Alliance
Everbody Knows I'm Known For Dropping Science
I'm Electric Like Dick Hyman
I Guess You'd Expect To Catch The Crew Rhymin'
Never Let You Down With The Stereo Sound

I can't stand it, I know you planned it
I'm a' set straight, this watergate
I can't stand rocking when I'm in here
'Cause your crystal ball ain't so crystal clear
So while you sit back and wonder why
I got this fucking thorn in my side
Oh my god, it's a mirage
I'm tellin' y'all it's sabotage

Riddle me this brother can you handle it
Your style to my style you can't hold a candle to it
Equinox symmetry and the balance is right
Smokin' and drinkin' on a Tuesday night
It's not how you play the game it's how you win it
I cheat and steal and sin and I'm a cynic
For those about to rock we salute you
The dirty thoughts for dirty minds we contribute to

1989!!

Now I rock a house party at the drop of a hat
I beat a biter down with an aluminum bat
a lot of people they be Jonesin' just to hear me rock the mic
they'll be staring at the radio
staying up all night
so like a pimp I'm pimpin'

Well this girl came up to me, she says she's new in town
But the crew been said they seen her around
I thought they were right but I didn't want to know
The girlie was Def and she wanted to go
I think her name is Lucy but they all call Loose
I think I thought I seen her on eighth and forty-deuce
The next think she said, my place or yours?
Let's kick some bass behind closed doors!

There's no confusion in her conclusion
She wants to waste my time and that's no delusion
Her final decision is perfection and precision
She's grade A class - number one in her division

(chorus) She's on it

She acts like a nag - I don't know how it started

They got a committee to get me off the block
'Cause I say my rhymes loud and I say 'em nonstop
Because being bad news is what we're all about
We went to White Castle and we got thrown out
I got my boy Mike D., I got the King Adrock
I got the jammy with the ammo inside my sock
I shot homeboy but the bullet was a dud
So I reached in the Miller cooler, grabbed a cool Bud

Soba violence
Soba violence it's true
Soba violence
Soba violence it's you

Dropped my Yen into the ticket machine
Just getting some noodles the place wasn't too clean
Just tried to help my man out, but he started breaking fool

I Wish For Peace Between The Races
Someday We Shall All Be One
Why Fight Yourself
This One's Called Rectify
There's Something Coming To The Surface
There's Fire All Around
But This Is An Illusion

What makes you feel
And why you gotta be
Like you got the right
To look her up and down
What makes this world
So sick and evil
I know you don't know

50 cups of coffee and you know it's on
I move the crowd to the break of break of dawn
Can't rock the house without the party people
Cause when we're gettin down we are all equal
There's no better or worse between you and me
But I rock the mic so viciously
Like pins and needles and words that sting
At the blink of an eye I will do my thing

You Can't, You Won't And You Don't Stop
Mike D Come On And Rock The Sure Shot

I've Got The Brand New Doo-Doo Guaranteed
Like Yoo Hoo
I'm On Like Dr John, Yea Mr Zu Zu
I'm A Newlywed, Not A Divorcee
And Everything I Do Is Funky Like Lee Dorsey

Back on the scene for ya'll people's delight
You want peace for the people then ya say alright
Because George W's got nothing on me
We got to take the power from he
When I'm on the mic I feel good to go
Like a snow day for school with hot cocoa
So don't speak what I heard, just say what I know
And my, ahh

What the blood clot, I rap a lot
What you gonna do when the beat goes drop?
What you talking bout Willis, who's the illest?
You know my name is Adam, stop calling me Phyllis
You hear some fuss, you're like what's the clamor?
It's just me naked on the cover of Glamor
A phenomenon, pandemonium
The club is blowing up like plutonium

My DJ's got the cuts and the beats are on
We're comin' with the limericks and we're comin' strong
And the rhythm's on time to every word and rhyme
When it comes to keep it real I keep it really wrong
At the risk of sounding crass I would like to mention
That I am well aware of your wack intentions
To usurp my prose you so and so
It's my primary bone of contention

And on the cool check in
Center stage on the mic
And we puttin' it on wax
It's the new style
Four and three and two and one (what up!)
And when I'm on the mic the suckers run (word!)
Down with Ad-Rock and Mike D. and you ain't
And I got more juice than Picasso got paint

Get with it
Got beats that are boomin to keep the crowd movin
Cause this administration needs some removin
Since 9/11 got war on the brain
This US Nation needs show restraint

Oh no way, what’s that you say?
The UN don't mean nothin to the USA?

(Hey yo, Adam, what's up? This is Mix Master Mike, I'm calling from Sacramento, um
Ah, I've been wanting to hook up with you, um, maybe on some tracks
I've got some sick shit right here, if you could-
I hooked my turntable's through a wah-wah pedal
It's called the tweak scratch)

'Cause nobody can do it like Mixmaster can, come on!
I've got the D-double-O-D-double-O style

What's the time?
It's time to get ill
And what's the time?
It's time to get ill
So what's the time?
It's time to get ill
Now what's the time?
It's time to get ill

Butcher me on the court.
Too many elbows to report.
Now you`re poking me in the eye.
Bill laimbeer motherfucker, it`s time for you to die.

Tough guy, it`s time to check yourself.
Dribbling the ball like the biz can be bad for your health.
Tough guy, what you got to prove?

If You
If You
Wanna Know
Wanna Know
The real deal about the three
Well let me tell you
We're triple trouble ya'll
We're gonna bring you up to speed

Unite"

Yeah old time
New school old school
Keep it on and on

Uh.. Yea..
Goin' off the hook like Latrell Spreewell

You wake up late for school - man you don't wanna go
You ask you mom, "Please?" - but she still says, "No!"
You missed two classes - and no homework
But your teacher preaches class like you're some kind of jerk

(chorus) You gotta fight for your right to party

You pop caught you smoking - and he said, "No way!"