Oh Word Lyrics by Beastie Boys

Oh Word Lyrics

    Yo what the schnitzel we're back
    Shit's getting duller and duller and that's a fact
    I don't care what you heard or care what you seen
    I swear it wasn't me in Bear magazine
    Because I'm not that hairy oh contrary
    I go with the flow though the tempo varies
    So twist the cap and pop the cork
    My name's Adrock made in New York

    Oh word?

    What the ponytail, I don't eat snail
    I'll steal your keys and then I'll check your mail
    'Cause I'm the creepy crawler that be crawling your walls
    And I'm the shot caller when it comes to shot calls
    And I'll be rockin' parties from block to block
    And block party to party the neighborhoods on lock
    So hide your eyes, wait, I saw you looking
    The name's MCS made in downtown Brooklyn

    Oh word?

    Yo what the parsley, parsley to the teeth
    I'm a rhyme style writer you're a rhyme style thief
    I may be paranoid you tried to fade me
    Here's a song for you "Lady"
    Make you bug out like you don't know what to do
    Your momma says "shame on you"
    When you're dancing with your crew
    So get that poor chicken up off your fork
    My name's Mike D made in New York

    Oh word?

    Yo what the talafel you gotta get up awful
    Early to fool Mr. Furley
    And that's word to Aunt Shirley and you could
    Stick your head in the toilet give yourself a swirley
    Listen up biters go please stop
    While I'm politicin' at Murray's Cheese Shop
    Believe what you heard when you talk
    My name is Adrock made in New York

    Oh word?
    What the phone booth word to hair moose
    You're on the corner and you're selling a hog's tooth
    Don't mean to dis but I've got to point out
    The hogs tooth belong inside the hog's mouth
    Like Ernest Shackleton said to Ord Lees
    I'll have dog pemmican with my tea
    Now pass the wok 'cause I'm cookin'
    The names MCS made in Downtown Brooklyn

    Oh word?

    Yo, what the doofus, say good night
    You're Snidely Whiplash I'm Dudley Do-you-right
    Times are off the hinges leave your 2 way at the door
    We're all up the creek a long way from shore
    Not walking around looking to get you cake
    The D is for Diamonds not for Drakes
    This not a fantasy and I'm not Mr. O'Rourke
    The name's Mike D made in New York

    Oh word?

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