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Beastie Beastie Beastie Beastie Boys gettin' live on the spot 
Puttin' all kinds of shame in the game you got 
We keep the party movin' to the broad day light 
G E T L I V E alright 
 
Trans hypnotic robotic can't stop it 
No limit to this style you know you can't lock it 
First you mock it, rock it and then you stock it 
But I've got the styles that are always in the pocket 
 
Like a bird floating down on a New York breeze 
Every thought in the mind is a planted seed 
So watch the mind or the thoughts will stack 
Before you know it they're boomeranging on back 
 
I'm the king of boogle there is none higher 
I get 11 points off the word quagmire 
Fools can't see me and thats how it is 
And thats how I like it cause thats my biz 
 
Beastie Beastie Boys gettin' live on the spot 
Puttin' all kinds of shame in the game you got 
We keep the party movin' to the broad day light 
G E T L I V E alright 
 
Times an illusion as the moments race by 
Too fast to really grasp though we may try 
Deny, till we die, ooh my my 
These thoughts that mislead and then multiply 
 
Second by second and minute by minute 
It's like lotto you gotta be in it to win it 
Shakin' mind breakin' on their own demise 
Lies tax to the max and they'll be feelin'  those vibes 
 
So tell me what you need that you have got 
Fiending on power will make your blood clot 
It starts with the greed and then goes all wrong 
Thats why we can't all just get along 
 
Were all connected like a Leggo set 
One equals one together like a croquette 
Whether we have or have not yet met 
Well, it ain't no thing and it ain't no sweat 
 
Beastie Beastie Boys gettin' live on the spot 
Puttin' all kinds of shame in the game you got 
We keep the party movin' to the broad day light 
G E T L I V E alright 
 
Well you're caught in a panic and it's rattled your brain 
The selfish ways just can't maintain 
But these are the breaks when you try and come fake 
Don't come with the rhymes that you just half baked 
 
I'm the Benihana chef on the SP12 
I chop the fuck out the beats left on the shelf 
You be like 'Hello Nasty where you been' 
It's time you brought the grimy beats out the dungeon 
 
I jumped outside the house with my Walkman on 
I get so hyped when I hear this song 
It's gonna keep me happy like all day long 
So go and talk shit 'cause it just makes me strong 
 
Don't grease my palm with your filthy cash 
Multinationals spreading like a rash 
I might stick around or I might be a fad 
But I won't sell my songs for no TV ad 
 
Beastie Beastie Beastie Beastie Boys gettin' live on the spot 
Puttin' all kinds of shame in the game you got 
We keep the party movin' to the broad day light 
G E T L I V E alright 
 
Can't get enough of that funk, funk 
Can't get enough of that funk, funk 
Can't get enough of that funk, funk 
 
Junior