1. ROCK HARD

We're we're we're
We're the b-boys, we don't regret
There's nothing wrong with your TV set
We're a gettin loose
We couldn't be harder
Our beats are bigger and better and longer
Got real rock shit
You must admit
Not fake, not false, not counterfit
I can play the drums, I can play gituar
Not just b-boys, but real rock stars
Rock, rock rock...

When we borrow your shit, you better hit the deck
You'll walk the plank for your dis
Respect, respect, respect...
If you front on the Rock, best run and hide
If you got static, we'll take it outside
And you start to get dulled by the Beastie Boys
Use real rock beats, show off big toys
Like claps of thunder from the cumulus clouds
So we'll pump up the beat and make it real loud
Loud...
A, then scrach it...
Heavy metal tension running through your blood
Too much rock step off the pud
Too much treble mid-range and bass
The beat's so hard it'll dick your face
You'll crush out hard rock hard beats hard
Rock cold rythms for fanitic freaks
Some people say this has been done
We're hear we're now
And the battles won

Fists...
Fists of fury in an MC bout
Rock so hard it'll knock you out
The very first blow is a kick in the snout
The beat's so def that you better beware
When you're talkin' bass right in your face
The walls crumble down, destroying the place
The finishing touch is the bokasat-slam
The final blow in the five finger jam

Some...
Sometimes I write rythms rather write rhymes
He writes his and I write mine
Rock 'n roll rythms are raunchy and ronkis
We're from Manhatten, you're from Secaucus
Mike D AdRock and MCA
Not before long I can hear you say
In a way these boys got juice
They're goin' off you know they love to get loose
Get loose get loose...
Poose
Gettin' the Ad Ad AdRock

MCA Mike D. in the place to be
The Beastie Boys showin' up in toy
That's right
Uh, Uh
In the place to be
You know it, you know it
AdRock, uh uh
When the party gets loose
Slop one, slop one
And your goin' the boots
Everybody gettin' trouble
LOV on the New York C.
Double R double R
Better off the by
Just takin' off the jile
Like I lost my style
Gonna' grab my rhyme
All the nigros the got style
Oh...


2. PARTY'S GETTING ROUGH

Got the groove Got the groove
Everybody say Oh-waaaa Oh-waaaa
Say Oh-waaaa Oh-waaaa
Say Ta-Daaa Ta-Daaa
Say Ta-Daaa Ta-Daaa
Agh yea - Agh Yea
Oh-waaaa Ta-daaa Oh-waaaa Ta-daaa
Ta-daaa Agh yea yo Ta-daaa Agh yea
Say Oh-waaaa Ta-daaa Oh-waaaa Ta-daaa
Ta-daaa Agh yea Ta-daaa Agh yea
Say Oh-waaaa Ta-Ta Agh yea Oh-waaaa Ta-Ta Agh yea
Say Oh-waaaa Ta-Ta Agh yea Oh-waaaa Ta-Ta Agh yea
Say Oh-waaaa Ta-Ta Agh yea Oh-waaaa Ta-Ta Agh yea
Agh, ohh, Aghhh...
Get on the spit, deal with it again

Hey, has got the groove
Mr. Mix has got the groove
Abs One has got the groove
Classtina has got the groove
Chuck D has got the groove
Sensini has got the groove
Atook Adecima, has got the groove
Sthamolt, has got the groove
I said Troy, has got the groove
Shock One, has got the groove, that's right
Ted Knight (?), has got the groove
Special K, has got the groove
Our pal, has got the groove
Beastie Boys, has got the groove
DMC, has got the groove
Driver Janyo, has got the groove
Mark Ole, has got the groove
Has got the groove

Yo..
Yo man Mark K what's up with that
Everything's rollin along, and everything and now...
Agh man
It all drops out..
Towel, you tryin'
You tryin to ruin this record man
We seen you with them long dollars and you know that
And now what do you do
You wanna' make this sound nice
You just fessin' man
I don't even wanna hear about it
You just fessin'
That's it, that it
I give up I can't make a record with you guys
You guys are a bunch of funky funky idiots
Man I'm outta hear, by
Fine man, just get outta hear man
You don't know how to produce a record no how
Just take a walk, man
Yea we don't even need you here in the studio
We can do it better ourselves
And Burzootie, your not even helpin' anyway
So you get out
Word man
That's right man, you guys didn't even, agh, look at this man
Look at this man they didn't even turn on the boombox...
Agh man, word man
Aghhh...
Yea...
Oh wait, hold up man
Where's the funky bass at
Agh the bass man
The funky bass
Yo I hook it up, I hook it up
Yea, word Rick
Agh yea
Agh the bass is tight
The bass is fresh
That's not too wild for me
No man
But yo when that bass start breakin man
That'll be smokin' man
That's crazy fresh
Word man word word
Oh that that is, that's that's..

"Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba-Bass"
Beastie Beastie
Say Beastie Beastie
Say Beastie Boys Beastie Boys
The Beastie Boys The Beastie Boys
Say Beastie Beastie
The Beastie Boys The Beastie Boys
Say Beastie Groove Beastie Groove
The Beastie Groove The Beastie Groove
The Beastie... Groove
That'll make you sore


3. BEASTIE GROOVE

Now don't start a fessin your on the check
We're so damn hard we never sweat
A gonna' rock gonna' roll we'll take control
But if ya had to rock the mic it's in the soul
In the heart in the mind it'll make you blind
It'll make the other rappers a drop the time
Do you mind huh.. It can take you home
And teach you how to fess on the microphone
MCA
M-A-C-I-N-G
I'm a messing on the mic at all the cool parties
I've been on the mic in Rome and Capri
And all the fine women italian fell in love with me
Now Mike D.'s strool, stealin the show
I say come on Mike D. lets flash some dough
On the go all of the time
When you're rappin your rhyme you know you ring my chime
And now he's the one who's gonna show you how to dance
The King AdRock, don't give him a chance
When he starts to dance, the ladies gather around
The King AdRock, he's gonna' get down
He'll bust the know how to do it to you
Just four fresh folks and we form a fresh crew
AdRock just make that move
Just rock to the rythme on the Beastie groove
I say K-I-N-G A-D Rock
You know the whole world is on my jock
I got girls at the Met on the T.I.P.
And I will do it to you Eddie know it's you I please
Cause I'm a man who needs no introduction
Got a big tool of reproduction
Bouncin' in your ears what you always wishin'
For the day to come when I start to dishin'
On your body, yes your mind
Just take another and get in line
Cause when I get you into bed you know I sue
Then you'll know the real meaning of the Beastie groove
And now something new a double time cool rhyme
From my boy AdRock sendin' tickels up your spine
Suck on this this beat rocks tiny
A B-E-A-S-T-I-E well everyone knows me
You know that I can surely be the number one in frequency
I'm hip I'm hopin I'm takin' time
For everyone that's on my jock
You know that I can surely rock
I like to talk I take the time
Turn it in I turn it out
Makin' rhymes, screem and shout
King of the mic I rock
I know how to turn you on just like a light
I'm number one and I'm the one
King AdRock of physico to the last
Is the day of the Beastie groove
So bet the fly rhymes to make you move
Everybody in the world who ever you are
You better get ready D.T. double R huh...

"That's right"
"Hey, hey mom"
Mike D.
Just make that move
Just rock to the rythm of the Beastie groove
Well I'll put it to you I'm Mike D.
I'm rappin' on the mic anumber one MC
When I'm on the go I put the ball in the hoop
I throw you ten bucks as I do the allie-oop
Just throw me the ball, and watch me get down
I'll take you for a sucker and I'll throw you to the ground
Take that if you think you can
Meet the floor and that to this here rap
Now you know you can bust that move
Everybody dance to the Beastie groove
MCA
Just make that move
Just rock to the rythm of the Beastie groove
Come on georgous pretty little french fly girlie
See me standin on the stage and wanna tour around the world
If you wanna see some more when I'm not on the floor
Just come on back stage and I'll tell you how to turn it
You don't know what to do, I'll do it to you
Well just a take off your clothes and start the boogaloo
Now all the nice ladies, all say please
Please
And I'll know that's me
MCA makin' the party
with the ultimate rhymes from tip to bass
Just doin those ladies all over the place
On the floor, in the back, and if I'm doin lack
Just a put 'em in a line layin on their back
And then I'll do them all one at a time
MCA so loose with the rhyme
Ohh....
The Beastie groove


4. SHE'S ON IT

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

'Cause she's on it
And she's on it

She acts like a nag, I don't know how it started
Even when I'm chillin' she acts retarded
It gets annoying so high on the tip
If a pirate had a Def Jam shirt, she'd be hard on his ship

'Cause she's on it
'Cause she's on it

Cold chillin' in the spot and she won't stop
She'll do what's best just to reach the top
She studies real hard, all night she'll cram
In school she majors in advanced Def Jam

'Cause she's on it
And she's on it
'Cause she's on it
'Cause she's on it
'Cause she's on it
'Cuase she's on it

She's cold in the winter and cool like ice
Sometimes she gets loose, sometimes she gets nice
Her heart starts beatin', her hands get clammy
'Cause she used to be stucked up, now she's on my jammy

'Cause she's on it
And she's on it

Her bedroom eyes, they start to twitch
But she won't front 'cause she's got that itch
She'd drop to her knees if I'd only say please
Instead of counting sheep, cold counting Beasties

'Cause she's on it
'Cause she's on it
And she's on it


5. CAUGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF A 3 WAY MIX

"Stop that train I wanna' get off"

Well..
It's 4:00 a.m. I've got the Dr. Hfuhruhurr Ale
I've got nothing to lose so I'm pissin' on the third rail
Groggy eyed and fried I'm headed for the station
D-Train ride Coney Island vacation
Dedicated to the boofers in the back of the 1 train
They'll be kickin' out windows high on cocaine
And then I jump the turnstyle I lost my last token
Riding between the cars pissin' smokin'
Head for the last car fluorescent light blackout
Policeman told my homeboy yo put that crack out
You know you light up when the lights go down
And then you read the New York Post Fulton St. downtown
Same faces every day but you don't know their names
Party people going placed on the D-Train

"Stop that train I wanna' get off"
"Stop that train I wanna' get off"

Check it..
Trench coat wing tip going to work
And you be pulling a train like Captain Kirk
Pick pocket gangsters paying their debts
I caught a bullet in the lung from Bernie Goetz
Overworked and underpaid staring at the floor
Prostitutes spandex caught in the slide doors
Now you're stuck between the stations and it seems like an eternity
Sweating like sardines in a flophouse fraternity
A $50.00 fine for disturbing the peace
The neck tortoise the Lees I creased
Hot cup of coffee and the donuts are Dunkin'
Friday night and Jamaica Queens funkin'
Elevated platform I'm never gonna' conform
Riding over the diner where I always get my toast warm
Bust into the conductor's booth and busted out rhymes
Over the loud speaker about the hard times
Sat across from a man readin' El Diario
Riding the train down from the El Barrio
Went from the station to Orange Julius
I Bought a hot dog from who George Drakoulias


6. AND WHAT YOU GIVE IS WHAT YOU GET

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..
Shadrach Mesach Abednago
Shadrach Mesach Abednago
Shadrach Mesach Abednago
Shadrach.. Hey, hey hey..

Shadrach Mesach Abednago
Shadrach Mesach Abednago
Here's something fresh
Oh, that was nice
Let me be your barber now

Shadrach Mesach Abednago
Shadrach Mesach Abednago
Shadrach Mesach Abednago
Shadrach.. Hey, hey hey..

Come on lets get down
You ready
God damn bitch
What was that that you put on me
Never gonna' let em say that I don't love you
Now let me hear my man now Mike
Mike can do it, Mike you can do
Mike can do it, Mike you can do
Mike can do it, Mike you can do
Do it..
Say what" for popcorn
Hey you very proud to be an MC
I can do it, you can do it
They can do it, we can do it
Hey man this is 75, that rope shit is dead
I can do it, you can do it
They can do it, we can do it
I can do it, you can do it
They can do it, we can do it
I can do it, you can do it
They can do it, we can do it
I can do it, you can do it
They can do it, we can do it
And what you give is what you get


7. SOME DUMB COP GAVE ME 2 TICKETS ALREADY

Ummmm.... yea baby
Don't you know it like, don't it feel good
Like you know it should
In '89, right on time
Always so quick with the rhymes
Aghhh..

Girl you know it's true
You know you know it's true
Mike D. is in love with you
In love with you
In love with you, oh baby
Girl you know it's true
Whooo, awwghoo..
Mike D. is in love with you

Aghhhhoooo..
Yea baby you know
Listen
Everybody knows that I broke your heart you know
Everybody knows Mike D. broke your heart
But you gots to stop tell them how I stole your car
You know just ain't fair
Hey, you know
Just as I got the, the better side of the bargain just means
That the cars were built to my favor you know

Girl you know it's true
Mike D. is in love with you

Yea, I remember the first time I saw you
And you were standin there lookin all lovely and everything
I went over, you know
And I started smellin your ass
And then Ricky Powell came over
You know, started doin the A.T.D. and everyting
Agh... Yeah baby...

Girl you know it's true
Mike D. is in love with you
Is in love with you baby, whooo, in love with you
Girl you know it's true
Mike D. is in love with you
Oh it's true it's true it's true baby..
Girl you know it's true
True-a true-a true-a true-a true-a baby auhnn..
Mike D. is in love with you
Ouhhh..
Girl you know it's true
It's so true now baby..
Oghhh... it's true it's true it's true
Mike D. is in love with you
I love you... aghooo...
Girl you know it's true

You know alot of MC's these days
They make records about, you know
Women taken over the money
Hey, you know I'm straight up honest
I just be leachin off my girl, you know
Just leachin off my bitch, that's what it's about
You know, hey..
If you can get a roof over your head
And a pot to piss in, man
Shit, that's better then havin' money in the pocket
You know..
Agh yea..
Agh Mike D. Mike D. Mike D. Mike D. Mike D...

I'd like to welcome everybody to the
Quiet Mike D. swarm
Starrin' Mike D.
Featuring Mike D.
And, agh, special appearance by Mike D.
Da Da-da-daa-da daa-da-da-da-daa
Ohhh, oh baby you

Girl you know it's true
Incredible
Mike D. is in love with you
Invinceable
Most incredible
Unstopable, Achnicolus
Liz Clayborn, Coochie,Your mother
Girl you know it's true
That's right, baby
When you weren't lookin'
When you went out shoppin that day
Your mother came over
She was lookin' kinda nice, you know
Uhh, you wouldn't believe what she was wearing under that dress, you know
Anyway... so
You know, one thing lead to another
You know, i'm real sorry you had to walk in like that and see
Hey, shit happens you know
Mike D. is in love with you

Aaghh yeah...
Mm do do doon
Do do do do doon
Aaah do doon
Do de di de du doon
Da do do doon
Daa doon..
Girl you know it's true
That's right baby..


8. 33% GOD

Can you feel it "Can you feel it"
I say get up get up get up get up
Get up get up get up get up get up
Get down
I know-I know-I know
I know your going to dig this
It's the joint
Whooooo.. Who's car it that
Wait a minute..

Get down
Just like this

Is your name Michael Diamond
Wohoohaa.. yeah
G-G-G-Get down


9. DIS YOURSELF IN '89 (Just Do It)

Hey Ladies.. Break dance
Hey ladies get funky
All the ladies in the house
The ladies the ladies
Hey ladies" "get funky
Girl girl girl
Hey ladies in the place
Girl girl girl
Hey yo, ladies
Girl girl girl
Hey, ladies in the place
"irl girl girl
Hey young ladies
Girl girl girl
Foxy ladie
Girl girl girl
Get on your back
Ladies, ladies, ladies
Ladies get funky
Girls girls
Any funky now
Any funky you now
Hey ladies, break dance
Girl.. I been watchin' you
Girls girls girls girls
She thinks shes the passionate one
Hey ladies, get funky
Huh, good god
Good god, damn
Huh good god
Baby baby baby
Is it funky brother
Hey hey hey hey ladies
Hey ladies...


10. IT'S THE NEW STYLE (Extended Version)

And on the cool check in
Center stage on the mic
And we're 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 Adrock and Mike D and you ain't
And I got more juice than Picasso got paint
Got rhymes that are rough and rhymes that are slick
I'm not surprised you're on my dick
B-E-A-S-T-I-E what up Mike D.
Ah yeah that's me
I got franks and pork and beans
Always bust the new routines
I get it I got it I know it's good
The rhymes I write you wish you would
I'm never in training - my voice is not straining
People always biting and I'm sick of complaining
So I went into the locker room during classes
Went into your locker and I smashed your glasses
You're from Secausus I'm from Manhattan
You're jealous of me because your girlfriend is cattin'

"There it is"
Kick it

Father to many married to none
And in case you're unaware I carry a gun word
Stepped into the party the place was over packed
Saw the kid that dissed my homey and shot him in the back
Man I had to get a beeper 'cause my phone is tapped
You better keep your mouth shut 'cause I'm fully strapped
I got money in the bank I can still get high
That's why your girlfriend thinks that I'm so fly
I've got money and juice twin sisters in my bed
Their father had envy so I shot him in the head
If I played guitar I'd be Jimmy Page
The girlies I like are underage check it
Girls with boyfriends are the kind I like
I'll steal your honey like I stole your bike
My father he's jealous 'cause I'm making that green what up
I've got the girlie's numbers from the places I been

"There it is"
Kick it

You wanna know why because I'm..
October 31st - that is my date of birth
I got to the party you know what I did the Smurf
Taxing all females from coast to coast
And when I get my fill I'm chilly most
We ragtag girlies back at the hotel
And then we all switch places when I ring the bell
I chill at White Castle 'cause it's the best
But I'm fly at Fat Burger when (when he's) I'm way out west check it
K-I-N-G-A-D whammy
All the fly ladies they are on my jammy
Went to the prom wore the fly blue rental
Got six girlies in my Lincoln Continental
I Met a girl at the party and she started to flirt
I told her some rhymes and she pulled up her skirt check it
Spent some bank - I got a high powered jumbo
Rolled up a wooly (what did he do) and I watched Colombo

Let me clear my throat
Kick it over here baby pop
And let all the fly skimmies.. feel the beat..
Mmm..drop

Coolin' on the corner on a hot summer's day
Just me and my posse and MCA
A lot of beer a lot of girls and a lot of cursin'
Twenty-two automatic on my person
Got my hand in my pocket and my finger's on the trigger
My posse's gettin' big and my posse's gettin' bigger
Some voices got treble some voices got bass
We got the kind of voices that are in your face
Like the bun to the burger and like the burger to the bun
Like the cherry to the apple to the peach to the plum
I'm the king of the Ave. and I'm the king of the block
Well I'm MCA and I'm the King Adrock
Well I'm Mike D I got all the fly juice
On the checkin' at the party on the forty deuce
Walking down the block with the fresh fly threads
Beastie Boys fly the biggest heads

Ho ho hoe ho hoe..
Hoe ho ho hoe ho hoe..
Brooklyn hoe ho hoe


11. PAUL REVERE

(Instrumental)


12. HOLD IT NOW, HIT IT (Acapella)

Hold it now, hit it
Yo, Leeroy
Ahh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Why don't you hook up that def jam right about now?

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 Thunderbird wine
Miller drinking, chicken eating, he dresses so fly
I got friends in high places that are keeping me high
Dip down with Mike D and it ain't no hassle
I got the ladies of the eighties from here to White Castle

Hold it now, hit it
Yo, Leeroy
It's my drum, it's my, hold it now, it's my rhyme

Now I'm Adam Yauch in the place to be
And all the girls are on me 'cause I'm down with Mike D
I'm down with Mike D and it ain't no baloney
For real, not phony O.E. and Rice-a-Roni
I come out at night 'cause I sleep all day
Well, I'm the King Adrock and he's MCA
Well, I'm cruisin', I'm bruisin', I'm never ever losing
I'm in my car I'm going far and dust is what I'm using
Around the way is where I'm from
And I'm from Manhattan and I'm not a bum
Because you're pud-slapping, ball-flapping, you got that juice
My name's Mike D and I can do that Jerry Lewis

Hold it now, hit it
Yo, Leeroy
Yo, that was real def man, try that again, man
I like that def stuff, boy

Hip-hop and body rockin', doin' the do
Beer drinking, breath stinking, sniffing glue
Belly flipping, always illing, busting caps
My name's Mike D and I write my own snaps
I'm a peep show seeking on the forty-deuce
I'm a killer at large and I'm on the loose
Pistol packing, Monkey drinking, no money bum
I come from Brooklyn 'cause that's where I'm from
Cheap-skate, perpetrating, money-hungry jerk
Everyday I drink O.E. and I don't go to work
You drippy nose knuckle-head, you're wet behind the ears
You like men and we like beer

Hold it now, hit it
Yo, Leeroy
Bust that choco-lotto
What, huh, yo, man, pass that over here, man, alright

King of the Ave with the def female
You're rhyming and stealin' with the freshest ale
King cooling at the crib, watching my TV
Ed Norton, Ted Knight, and Mr E-D
Pump it up, homeboy, just don't stop
Chef Boyardee cooling on the pot
I take no slack 'cause I got the knack
I'm never dusting out 'cause I tossed that crack
The King Adrock that is my name
You all drinking Moet and we got the champagne
A quarter dropping, going shopping, buying wigs
Surgeon general, cut professor, DJ Thigs

Hold it now, hit it
Hit it
Hold it now, hit it
Yo, Leeroy


13. INTERVIEW