Shake your rump
par Beastie Boys
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Now I rock a house party at the drop of a hat
I beat a biter down with an aluminum bat
a lot of people they be Jonesin´ just to hear me rock the mic
they´ll be staring at the radio
staying up all night
so like a pimp I´m pimpin´
I got a boat to eat shrimp in
Nothing wrong with my leg just B-boy limpin´
Got arrested at the Mardi Gras for jumping on a float
My man MCA´s got a beard like a billy goat
oowah oowah is my disco call
MCA hu-huh I´m gettin´ rope y´all
Routines I bust rhymes I write
And I´ll be busting routines and rhymes all night
Like eating burgers or chicken or you´ll be picking your nose
I´m on time homie that´s how it goes
You heard my style I think you missed the point
it´s the joint
Mike D Yeah?with your bad self running things
What´s up with your bad breath onion rings
Well I´m Mike D and I´m back from the dead
Chillin´ at the beaches down at Club Med
Make another record ´cause the people they want more of this
Suckers they be saying they can take out Adam Horovitz
Hurricane you got clout
Other DJ´s he´ll take your head out
A puppet on a string I´m paid to sing or rhyme
Or do my thing I´m
In a lava lamp inside my brain hotel
I might be peakin´ or freakin´ but I rock well
The Patty Duke the wrench and then I bust the tango
Got more rhymes than Jamaica got Mango Kangols
I got the peg leg at the end of my stump
Shake your rump
Full Clout y´all
Full Clout y´all
And when the mic is in my mouth I turn it out y´all
Full Clout
Never been dumped ´cause I´m the most mackinest
Never been jumped ´cause I´m known the most packinest
Yeah we´ve got beef chief
We´re knocking out teeth chief
And if you don´t believe us you should question your belief Keith
Like Sam the butcher bringing Alice the meat
Like Fred Flintstone driving around with bald feet
Should I have another sip no skip it
In the back of the ride and bust with the whippet
Rope a dope dookies all around the neck
Whoo ha got them all in check
Running from the law the press and the parents
Is your name Michael Diamond?
No mine´s Clarence
From downtown Manhattan the village
My style is wild and you know that it still is
Disco bag schlepping and you´re doing the bump
Shake your rump
I beat a biter down with an aluminum bat
a lot of people they be Jonesin´ just to hear me rock the mic
they´ll be staring at the radio
staying up all night
so like a pimp I´m pimpin´
I got a boat to eat shrimp in
Nothing wrong with my leg just B-boy limpin´
Got arrested at the Mardi Gras for jumping on a float
My man MCA´s got a beard like a billy goat
oowah oowah is my disco call
MCA hu-huh I´m gettin´ rope y´all
Routines I bust rhymes I write
And I´ll be busting routines and rhymes all night
Like eating burgers or chicken or you´ll be picking your nose
I´m on time homie that´s how it goes
You heard my style I think you missed the point
it´s the joint
Mike D Yeah?with your bad self running things
What´s up with your bad breath onion rings
Well I´m Mike D and I´m back from the dead
Chillin´ at the beaches down at Club Med
Make another record ´cause the people they want more of this
Suckers they be saying they can take out Adam Horovitz
Hurricane you got clout
Other DJ´s he´ll take your head out
A puppet on a string I´m paid to sing or rhyme
Or do my thing I´m
In a lava lamp inside my brain hotel
I might be peakin´ or freakin´ but I rock well
The Patty Duke the wrench and then I bust the tango
Got more rhymes than Jamaica got Mango Kangols
I got the peg leg at the end of my stump
Shake your rump
Full Clout y´all
Full Clout y´all
And when the mic is in my mouth I turn it out y´all
Full Clout
Never been dumped ´cause I´m the most mackinest
Never been jumped ´cause I´m known the most packinest
Yeah we´ve got beef chief
We´re knocking out teeth chief
And if you don´t believe us you should question your belief Keith
Like Sam the butcher bringing Alice the meat
Like Fred Flintstone driving around with bald feet
Should I have another sip no skip it
In the back of the ride and bust with the whippet
Rope a dope dookies all around the neck
Whoo ha got them all in check
Running from the law the press and the parents
Is your name Michael Diamond?
No mine´s Clarence
From downtown Manhattan the village
My style is wild and you know that it still is
Disco bag schlepping and you´re doing the bump
Shake your rump