1. LOOKING DOWN THE BARREL OF A GUN

[Mike D yells]
AAAAAH!

[Mike D, MCA, Ad Rock]
Rolling down the hill, snowballing getting bigger
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
Twenty four is my age and twenty two is my gauge
I'm writing rhymes on a page, and going up in a rage
'Cause I'm out on a mission, a stolen car mission
Had a small problem with the transmission
Three on the tree in the middle of the night
I have this steak on my head 'cause I got into a fist fight
Life comes in phases take the good with the bad
You bought the coins on the street and you know you got had
Because it's all high spirit, you know you got to hear it
Don't touch the mic baby don't come near it
It's gonna getcha, it's gonna getcha
It's gonna getcha girl, it's gonna getcha

Looking down the barrel of a gun, son of gun
Son of a bitch getting paid getting rich
Ultra violence be running through my head
Cold medina y'all, making me see red
Rapid fire Louie like Rambo got bullets
I'm a die harder like my kid Bruce Willis
I love girlies, waxing and milking
Coordinating shit is my man Dave Scilken
Predetermined destiny is who I am
You got your finger on the trigger like the Son of Sam
I am like Clockwork Orange, going off on the town
I've got homeboys bonanza to beat your ass down
Well I'm mad at my desk and I'll be writing all curse words
Expressing my aggressions through my schizophrenic verse words
You're a headless chicken chasin, a sucker free basin
Looking for a fist to put your face in
Well get hip get hip, don't slip ya knuckle heads
Racism is schism on the serious tip.


2. SO WHAT'CHA WANT

Just plug me in just like i was eddie harris
You're eating crazy cheese like you'd think i'm from paris
You know i get fly you think i get high
You know that i'm gone and i'm a tell you all why
So tell me who are you dissing maybe i'm missing
The reason that you're smiling or wilding
So listen in my head i just want to take 'em down
Imagination set loose and i'm gonna shake 'em down
Let it flow like a mud slide
When i get on i like to ride and glide
I've got depth of perception in my text y'all
I get props at my mention 'cause i vex y'all
So what'cha what'cha what'cha want what'cha want
I get so funny with the money that you flaunt
I said where'd you get your information from huh?
You think that you can front when revelation comes

Yeah, you can't front on that

Well they call me mike d the ever loving man
I'm like spoonie gee well i'm the metropolitician
You scream and you holler about my chevy impala
But the sweat is getting wet around the ring around your collar
But like a dream i'm flowing without no stopping
Sweeter than a cherry pie with ready whip topping
Goin' from mic to mic kickin' it wall to wall
Well i'll be calling out you people like a casting call
Well it's wack when you're jacked in the back of a ride
With your know with your flow when you're out getting by
Believe me what you see is what you get
And you see me I'm coming off as you can bet
Well i think I'm losing my mind this time
This time i'm losing my mind
That's right, said i think i'm losing my mind this time
This time i'm losing my mind

Yeah, you can't front on that

But little do you know about something that i talk about
I'm tired of driving it's due time that i walk about
But in the meantime, i'm wise to the demise
I've got eyes in the back of my head so I realize
Well i'm dr. spock i'm here to rock y'all
I want you off the wall if you're playing the wall
I said what'cha what'cha what'cha want what'cha want
I said what'cha what'cha what'cha want what'cha want
Y'all suckers write me checks and then they bounce
So i reach into my pocket for the fresh amount
See i'm the long leaner vincent the cleaner
I'm the illest motherfucker from here to gardena
Well i'm as cool as a cucumber in a bowl of hot sauce
You've got the rhyme and reason but no cause
Well if you're hot to trot you think you're slicker than grease
I've got news for you crews you'll be sucking like a leech

You can't front on that
So what'cha what'cha what'cha want what'cha want
So what'cha what'cha what'cha want what'cha want
I said what'cha what'cha what'cha want what'cha want
I said what'cha what'cha what'cha want what'cha want
So what'cha want


3. NETTY'S GIRL

K, goodevening everybody
Everybody agh ready
Did you go pass the leader on the cassette there
Ohh, it's rollin, OK very good very good
Alright everybody take one...
1 2 3 4...

Hey there everybody
I'd like to tell everybody out there
A little story about, la someone that was very special to me
This is a special song about that special someone
About just how special things can be you know
I'm sure everybody out there has gone
Agh, felt, felt something very simmular to that
And it can uhh, it can be the best thing
It can be the worst thing
It can make you feel great or...

There Georgie Girl
Oh Georgie girl
Oh hey there Georgie girl
You can kiss that old crumb crack guy goodbye
Because you know agh yea baby you know
You're on the one, the funky one
Oh baby, yea
Yo you know, I saw you that day you...
How's your Girl Mike?
Agh she's pretty nice man but I tell you yo
I saw the other Girl at Netty's the other day
And she had her shit together
I'm talkin bout hip hop pow
Boomin' system up top in the back

Agh hey there Georgie Girl
Georgie Girl
Agh baby you look so nice
You on the one
You got your shit together Georgie Girl
Yea you're looking so nice Georgie Girl
Georgie Girl you know you're
On the one
Oh hey lonely Girl

Yea that's right baby that was you the first time
You know i saw you all alone
I was on the boardwalk you know
You know you were looking, agh
Lookin a, agh a little bit lonely and uh
You was squirting the water in the clowns mouth and everything
But hey baby you know I would win the whole prize for you
The whole nine yards, the, the ski ball tickets
Everything baby, for you baby.

Whether your into song wrighting or playing
I think this album will help keep the creative energies flowing
And to the magicians, I wish you many new tasty licks...
Oh yea... I'm sorry the album took so long...

That's insane, yo stupid
Huh?


4. SHAKE YOUR RUMP

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'
I got a boat to eat shrimp in
Nothing wrong with my leg just be-boy limpin'
Got arrested at the Mardi Gras for jumping on a float
My man MCA's got a beard like a billy goat
Oowah oowah is my disco call
MCA hu-huh I'm gettin' rope y'all
Routines I bust rhymes I write
And I'll be busting routines and rhymes all night
Like eating burgers or chicken or you'll be picking your nose
I'm on time homie that's how it goes
You heard my style I think you missed the point
It's the joint

Mike D yeah? With your bad self running things
What's up with your bad breath onion rings
Well I'm Mike D and I'm back from the dead
Chillin' at the beaches down at Club Med
Make another record 'cause the people they want more of this
Suckers they be saying they can take out Adam Horovitz
Hurricane you got clout
Other DJ's he'll take your head out
A puppet on a string I'm paid to sing or rhyme
Or do my thing I'm
In a lava lamp inside my brain hotel
I might be peakin' or freakin' but I rock well
The Patty Duke the wrench and then I bust the tango
Got more rhymes than Jamaica got Mango Kangols
I got the peg leg at the end of my stump
Shake your rump

Full clout y'all
Full clout y'all
And when the mic is in my mouth I turn it out y'all
Full clout

Never been dumped 'cause I'm the most mackinest
Never been jumped 'cause I'm known the most packinest
Yeah we've got beef chief
We're knocking out teeth chief
And if you don't believe us you should question your belief Keith
Like Sam the butcher bringing Alice the meat
Like Fred Flintstone driving around with bald feet
Should I have another sip no skip it
In the back of the ride and bust with the whippet
Rope a dope dookies all around the neck
Whoo ha got them all in check
Running from the law the press and the parents
Is your name Michael Diamond?
No mine's Clarence
From downtown Manhattan the village
My style is wild and you know that it still is
Disco bag schlepping and you're doing the bump
Shake your rump


5. EGG RAID ON MOJO

(Chorus)
Egg raid on mojo! (x4)

We dressed all in black.
We snuck 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!!


6. SHADRACH (Mosh Version)

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

I once was lost but now I'm found
The music washes over and you're one with the sound
Who shall inherit the earth the meek shall
I think I'm starting to peak now Al
From S.S. Decontrol and the man upstairs I hope that he cares
If I had a penny for my thoughts I'd be a millionaire
We're just three M.C.'s and we're on the go
Sharach...Mesach...Abednago (Sharach...Mesach...Abednago)

Only twenty four hours in a day
Only twelve notes a man can play
Music for all and not just one people
And now we're gonna bust with the Putney Swope sequel
More Adidas sneakers that a plumber got pliers
Got more suites that Jacoby & Meyers
If not for my vices my bugged out desires
My year would be good just like Goodyear's tires
So I'm out pickin' pockets at the Atlantic Antic
And nobody wants to hear you cause your rhymes are so frantic
I mix business with pleasure way too much
I mean wine and women and song and such
I don't get blue I gotta mean red streak
You don't pay the band your friends and that's weak
Get even like Steven like pulling a Rambo
Sharach...Mesach...Abednago (Sharach...Mesach...Abednago)

Steal from the rich and I'm out robbing banks
Give to the poor and I always give thanks
Got more stories that J.D. Salinger
I hold the title and you are the challenger
I've got money like Charles Dickens
Got the girlies in the Couple like the Colonel's got the chickens
Always go out dapper like Harry S. Truman
I'm madder than Mad's Alfred E. Newman
(Never gonna let them say that I don't love you)
My noggin is hoggin' all kinds of thoughts
Adam Yoggin is Yauch and he's rockin' of course
Smoke the holy chalice got my own religion
Rally round the stage and check the funky dope musicians
Jerry Lee Swaggert or Jerry Lee Falwell
You love Mario Andretti cause he always drives his car well

Vicious circle of reality since the day you were born
And we love the hot butter on what the popcorn
Sippin on wine and mackin'
Rockin on the stage with all the hands clappin'
Ride the wave of fate it don't ride me
(Being very proud to be an M.C.)
And the man upstairs I hope that he cares If I had a penny for my
Thoughts I'd be a millionaire
Amps and crossovers under my rear hood
The bass is bumpin' from the back of my Fleetwood Brougham D'Elegance
They tell us what to do hell no
Sharach...Mesach...Abednago (Sharach...Mesach...Abednago)


7. HOLY SNAPPERS

Holy Snappers
Holy this holy that
Holy funky big fat rat
Holy piss holy crappers
Jill Kuniff holy snappers
I like Batman
I Like Crass
Robin's got a new bus pass
Holy piss holy crappers
Jill Kuniff holy snappers

Holy this holy that
Holy funky big fat rat
Holy piss holy crappers
Jill Kuniff holy snappers
I like Batman
I like Crass
Robin's got a new bus pass
Holy piss holy crappers
Jill Kuniff holy snappers

Holy this holy that
Holy funky big fat rat
Holy piss holy crappers
Jill Kuniff holy snappers
I like Batman
I like Crass
Robin's got a new bus pass
Holy piss holy crappers
Jill Kuniff holy snappers
shit..


8. HEY LADIES

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
Ton 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
I threw the lasso around the tallest one and dragged her to the crib
I took off her moccasins and put on my bib
I'm wheelin' and dealin' I make a little bit of stealing
I'll bring you back to the place and your dress I'm peeling
Your body's on time and your mind is appealing
Staring at the cracks up there upon the ceiling
Some such nonsense is the bass that I'm throwing
Talking to a girl telling her I'm all knowing
She's talking to the kid to the who
I'm telling here every lie that you know that I never did
Hey Ladies, get funky

Me in the corner with a good looking daughter
I dropped my drawers and it was welcome back Kotter
We were cutting up the rug she started cutting up the carpet
In my apartment I begged her please stop it
The gift of gab is the gift that I have
And that girl ain't nothing but a crab
Educated no stupid yes
And when I say stupid I mean stupid fresh
I'm not James at fifteen or Chachi in charge
I'm Adam and I'm adamant about living large
With the white sassoons and the looks that kill
Makin' love in the back of my Coupe De Ville
I met a little cutie she was all hopped up on zootie
I liked the little cutie but I kicked her in the bootie
'Cause I don't kinda go for that messin' around
You be listening to my records' a number one sound
Step to the rhythm step step to the ride
I've got an open mind so why don't you all get inside
Tune in turn on to my tune that's live
Ladies flock like fish to my line
Hey Ladies, get funky

She's got a gold tooth you know she's hardcore
She'll show you a good time then she'll show you the door
Break up with your girl it ended in tears
Vincent Van Gogh and mail that ear
I call her in the middle of the night when I'm drinking
The phone booth on the corner is damp and it's stinking
She said come on over it was me that she missed
I threw that trash can through her window cause you know I got dissed
Your old lady left you and you went girls(x3) insane
You blew yourself up in the back of the six train
Take my advice at any price a gorilla like your mother is mighty weak
Sucking down pints till I didn't know
Woke up in the morning at the Won Ton Ho
'Cause I announce I like girls that bounce
With the weight that pays about a pound per ounce
Girls with curls and big long locks
And beatnik chicks just wearing their smocks
Walking high and mighty like she's number one and
She thinks she's the passionate one


9. SLOW AND LOW (Live)

(chorus)
Let it flow - let yourself go
Slow and low - that is the tempo

It's never old school all brand new
So everybody catch the bugaloo flu
Not like a fever not like a cold
The beats are clear the rhymes are bold
So don't see a doctor or see a nurse
Just listen to the music first things first
First of all get off the wall
It's time to party so have a ball
We slowed it on down so get the hell up
Like a volcano I'll erupt
We got determination - bass and highs
White Castle fries only come in one size
What you see is what you get
And you ain't seen nothing yet

(chorus)

I do not sing but I make a Def song
You could live your whole life and I hope you live long
On the Gong Show we won't get gonged
We're the Beastie Boys not Cheech and Chong
Strong as an ox fresh out the box
The crowd is so live they're coming in flocks
And when we go on the crowd goes off
It's all hard rock there's nothing soft

(chorus)

We don't only rock the house but we'll house we rock
We don't stroll but we roll straight to the top
M.C.A., Adrock, Mike D. makes three
And we can do it like this in the place to be
When I'm recorded you'll be rewarded
I know my song is Def 'cause you all applauded
Not P.C.P. or L.S.D. just me Mike D. in the place to be
This is not for free you must pay a fee
Cash on delivery like a C.O.D.

(chorus)

The beat is slow in order to dance
I wanna hear I dos and no I can'ts
First you move your legs and then your arms
It's not fast and nervous this dance is calm
It's truly stable and you ought to be able
To dance to the record when it's on the turntable

(chorus)


10. PASS THE MIC

If you can feel what i'm feeling then it's a musical masterpiece
But 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
And now i'd like to introduce
I'll pass the mic to D. for a fist full of truth

The name is D., y'all and i don't play
And i can rock a block party 'til your hair turns grey
"So what you sayin?" i explode on site
And like Jimmy Walker i'm "Dynomite"
And now i'd like to pass the mic
So Adrock c'mon and do anything you like

I'm the A.D.R.O.C.K.
In the place with the bass i'm going all the way
I can't stop y'all tock tick y'all
And if you think that you're slick you'll catch a brick y'all
'Cause i'm a turn it in and i'm a turn it out
But now i've got to pass the mic to Yauch

Well on and on and on and on
I can't stop y'all 'til the early morn'
So rock y'all tick tock y'all to the beat y'all
C'mon and rock y'all

I give thanks for inspiration
It guides my mind along the way
A lot of people get jealous, they're talking about me
But that's just 'cause they haven't got a thing to say

Everybody's rappin' like it's a commercial
Acting like life is a big commercial
So this is what I've got to say to you all
Be true to yourself and you will never fall
And now i'd like to pass the mic to the A
So what's your name, Yauch? My name is M.C.A.

I've been coming to where i am, from the get go
Find that i can groove with the beat when i let go
So put your worries on hold
Get up and groove with the rhythm in your soul
And now i'd like to pass the mic to my brother Adrock
C'mon and shine like a light

Yes yes y'all and yes yes y'all
I'm always on time never the less y'all
And that's right y'all, i shed light y'all
I've got no time in my life to get uptight y'all
So what you gonna say that i don't know already?
I'm like Clyde and i'm rockin' steady
But time flies when you're having fun
So Mike D. c'mon and get some

M.I.K.E. to the D.
You come and see me and you pay a fee
Do what i do professionally
To tell the truth i am exactly what i want to be
Now Ad-Rock and M.C.A.
Let's rock this joint in the old school way

Well i'm on 'til the crack of dawn
Mowing down M.C.'s like i'm mowing a lawn
I go off like nothing can phase me
You think we'll ever meet Stevie? One of these days, D.
But i can stand my ground and i am down
To wax an M.C. who acts like a clown
But for now, i'd like to ask you how
You like the feel of the bass in your face in the crowd


11. ASK FOR JANICE

The best in men's clothing
Call Paul's Boutique ask for Janice
The number is ah (718) 498-1043
That's Paul's Boutique and they're in Brooklyn...


12. SHADRACH (Abstract Imperssionist Version)

(See lyrics on track 6)