Beastie Boys - Alright Hear This lyrics

Because I Grab The Microphone And I Pick It Up

And Then I Fuck It Up And Then I Turn It In

And Then I Turn It Out, Got The Body Rockin' Sound

And Then You Know I'm Gonna Get Down And

Eat A Scooby Snack And Take Disco Nap

Because I'm Shopping At Sears, 'Cause I Don't Buy At The Gap

Sending This One Out To All The Funky Inspirations

Pretty Purdie On The Drums With The Beat Relations

Well, I'm Working On Rhymes, They're Coming Line By Line

Trying To Put What I Feel Into Word And Rhymes

I've Got A Feeling Coming On, I've Got To Make Some Shit

A Little Something Stupid, For The Twisted And Sick

Because I Drive Like A Maniac On The Streets

And I Don't Give Fuck 'Cause I've Got The Beats

Got My Nuts Swingin' From Left To Right And

Right To Left And I'm Death Defying

Alright Hear This

Alright Hear This

I Spin My Fortune On A Wheel Like Sajak

Here's The Payback Keep Going Strong Like Since The Way Back

I Try To Be Myself But I Lose Track

'Cause The Shit Gets Complicated Now I've Got To Get Back

As We Learn To Breed Love For One Another

In These Times Of Melying Cultures

I Give Respect For What's Been Borrowed And Lent

I Know This Music Comes Down From African Descent

Because I Don't Need A Magic Potion

Let Me Talk About Back Field In Motion

My Girls Got Cheeks For Weeks And I'm Happy

You Know I'm A Sneak Like My Old Grand Pappy

I Gotta Give Thanks To My Man Archie Shep

For Staying True To Inspiration And I Don't Half Step

So I Kick Out The Jams And Tell You Who I Am

And I Talk To The People Like Les Mccann

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I Ask God For A Rhyme Or Two

A Little Something For The Wise As Well As The Fool

A Little Something To Affect A Little Taste Of Change

For The Together And The Strong As Well As the Dearanged

I'll Do You Right Like Bobby Knight

And Then I'm Rapping On The Mic To The Broadway Light

Stomp My Hands, I Clap My Feet And

I'm Bugging Off Yusef Lateef

I Got A Match To My Ass And I'm A Keep It Lit

I Need To Get Some Cash, Call My Accountant Britt

I'm Rushing Around Town Taking Care Of My Functions

Always Got One More Thing So Forget About Function

We Create This World And The Problems Go On

Create Our Lives And The Things That Go Wrong

So To The Deaf, The Blind, Look Around And Listen

To What It Is You Want And For What You're Wishing

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