Unite - Beastie Boys

Yeah old time

New school old school

Keep it on and on Uh.

Yea.

Goin’off the hook like Latrell Spreewell

I’ve got the ill technique so you know me fe well

We be kickin’bass all up in your face

And when it comes to beats well I’m the rhythm ace

Now if you check my pulse it beats skull snaps

I keep all my rhymes in my Le Sportsac

So what if I’m a ham and cheese on rye

I gots to do my thing and that’s no lie

Well ice is cold and fire is hot

And when it comes to competition we’ve got them locked

A little shout to Ian and little Zoe

One can wonder why but can’t deny

If we could work it out it would be so fly

We’ll never know unless we try

So tell me party people what’s your zodiac sign

Breakdancers of the world unite

«Oh shit.""Yeah»

BBoys of the world unite

«Well wicked»

I went inside the deli and my man’s like what

I write the songs that make the whole world suck

I need to break it down every chance I get

So Ssshhh we keep it raw on the set

Automation circulation

Well this is for the people all around the nations

I got books with hooks and it looks like rain

Would someone on the Knicks please drive the lane

Now rhymes are montaquilla on a track by us

I’ve got to keep my mind clear so I don’t bust

If you got bad breath then maybe try scope

And if you wash your ass you best use soap

Now people of the world you realize

We got to get together and harmonize

I feel I’m comin’down with the bugallo flu

«Explain to me really what doctors must.xqzzawzu.»

Ravers of the world unite

«Come on now.»

We’re the scientists of sound

We’re mathematically puttin’it down

When lightning strikes best grab a ground

Got to get up to get down

I’ve got the terminator style with a touch of the tweak

Technique 1200's I’m known to freak

I don’t like to fight, I don’t carry a piece

I wear permanent press so I’m always creased

Mike D with the rump shakin’action

Do it like this for the intergalaction

Asana daily so I’m very flexible

I’m a Scorpio so you know I’m very sexual

Shouts to Rach and my brother Matthew

In money makin’it’s how we do

I be smokin’roaches in the vestibules

In the next millennium I’ll still be old school

High roller ah big baller

I call 'em crullers but you know they’re called crawlers

I keep it movin’to the broad daylight

BGirls of the world unite alright

Keep it on and on Keep it on and on Keep it on and on Keep it on and on Keep it on and on Keep it on and on Keep it on and on Keep it on and on Keep it on and on Keep it on and on

Keep it on and on Keep it on and on Keep it on and on Keep it on and on Hehehahaa.

ah with the rump shakin’action.