Alright Hear This Lyrics by 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

    (Chorus)

    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 Melding 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 Sheep
    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

    (Chorus)

    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 Gor Wrong
    So To The Deaf, The Blind, Look Around And Listen
    To What It Is You Want And For What You're Wishing

    (Chorus)

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