Lyrics Language: German Song writer/composer(s): M Nishita, Adam Yauch, Adam Horovitz, Mario Caldato, Mike Diamond
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Beastie BoysDo It Lyrics:
Do it, oh, let's do it, ah, let's do it
Oh, let's do it, ah, let's do it, oh, let's do it
Ah, let's do it with a disco flip it
Like the black birds I'ma do it fluid
I'm buildin' rhymes of buildings like a stone age druid
Step up and get enlightened educatin' my mind
I play the tape forward it's not time to rewind
Step inside the mother fucker and I get my flow on [Incomprehensible] style so I got somethin' to grow on
Seasons change when there comes the time
Fall brings the winter and all back to springtime
Well, it's the king of rock and that's who I am
Listen all of you I'm not the son of Sam
'Cause I'm thin and I don't grin
But check it out people 'cause I loves to go and swim
Caught up on the phone fiber optic distraction
Information super highway got the brain contraction
I'm the kung fu master versus the sumo wrestler
Got the beats in Manhattan you can hear in Westchester
Well, my mother was born out in Coney Island
Raised on the L.E.S. Manhattan Island
My dad come out from Detroit and they had me
And back on through Ellis Island goes the family tree
Well, I'm a six point seven on the Richter scale
I've got rhymes galore and then I never fail
Like gravy to potatoes, Luke to Darth Vader
I'm a souped up sucker and I'll see you all later
Oh, do it, oh, let's do it, ah, let's do it, do it
Oh, let's do it, ah, let's do it, oh, let's do it, do it
You see me coming down the block with the funky cuts
You say, "Yeah Mike D" and I say "Mike D's nuts"
I've got attractions like I'm Elvis Costello
Adam Yauch grab the mic 'cause you know you're my mellow
Well, when I get it into the zone
I'm gonna take you to a place where I'm all alone
When I've got my shit and people's rhyme style's kicking
My brain is flowing honest like Abe Lincoln
'Cause I'm the fuckin' rhythm ace with the rhyme selection
Listen all y'all I rap with perfection
Because I got the mother fuckin' old school flavor
That you savor so watch your behavior
Taking other dimensions, levels higher
Why did Billy Joel say "We didn't start the fire"
Take you to another realm, another level
I've got the funky rhymes but I'm not the funky devil
I step from minute to minute, lifetime to lifetime
Step from stage to stage to see it all unwind
Slowly but surely I seek to find my mind
And every wall that I face is of my own design
Yeah, Glendale Boulevard, Boulevard
Glendale Boulevard is where I'm at
It's where I'm at, where I live
Check it, check it out, good behavior's like a sin
And we turn it out
Let's do it, let's do it
Break your mind, put your body and do it
Let's do it, let's do it
Break your mind, put your body and do it
Let's do it, let's do it
Break your mind, put your body and do it
Let's do it
We got the funk, we got the funk, we got the funk
We got the funk, we got the funk
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