Tekster:
Beastie Boys

All you Trekkies and TV addicts Don't mean to diss, don't mean to bring static All you Klingons in the fuckin' house Grab your backstreet friend and get

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

Yes, here we go again, give you more, nothing lesser Back on the mic is the anti-depresser Ad-Rock, no pressure, yes we need this The best is yet to come

Yea 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

bed and the chest of drawers The mirror, the TV, the new guitar cord My remote control and my old skateboard She robbed us blind, she took all we owned And the boys

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

Hold it now, hit it! Yo Leroy! Aw yeah, yo yo, yeah Why don't you do that def jam right about now? Now I chill real ill when I start to chill When I

the King Ad Rock 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

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