SNEAKIN' OUT THE HOSPITAL

YEAR:1998   MUSIC:Beastie Boys/Eric Bobo/Michael Scwartz/Marcel Hall   LYRICS:None

RELEASES:Hello Nasty

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**Green Color = Marcel Hall aka Biz Markie**

Go by the name of the King Adrock rock
Super educated I'm smarter than Spock spock
Everytime you here me you will agree
Ain't no brother like the K-I-D d
You know what I mean? yup yeah
I'm tellin' you with the echo.. I'm tellin' you

"H-H-Help Me" "Ooh"

(instrumental)

PUTTING SHAME IN YOUR GAME

YEAR:1998   MUSIC:Beastie Boys/Michael Scwartz   LYRICS:Beastie Boys

RELEASES:Hello Nasty

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Beatsie Beatsie
Beatsie Beatsie 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

Transhypnotic robotic can't stop it
No limits to this style and you know you can't lock it yea
First you mock it, rock it and then you stock it
But I've got the styles that are always in the
Well 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
Well I'm the king of boogle there is none higher
I gets 11 points off the word quagmire
Fools can't see me that's how it is
And that's how I like and that's my biz

Beatsie Beatsie Boys gettin' live on the spot
Puttin' all types 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

Time's 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
Well second by second and minute by minute
"It's like lotto you have to 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
That's why we can't all just get along
We're all connected like a Lego set
One equaling 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

Beatsie Beatsie 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

"Non-stop hip-hop" "Non-stop hip-hop"
"Non-stop hip-hop" "Non-stop hip-hop"

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
Well 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

Beatsie Beatsie
Beatsie Beatsie 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

"Our sound is the nicest, it's the sweetest sound"
"Our sound is the nicest, it's the sweetest sound"
"Can't get enough of that f-f-funk"
"Can't get enough of that f-funk"
"Can't get enough of that f-f-funk"
"Can't get enough of that f-funk"

Junior..

FLOWIN' PROSE

YEAR:1998   MUSIC:Beastie Boys   LYRICS:Adam Yauch

RELEASES:Hello Nasty

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I'm flowing prose to cons and cons to pros
I'm scheming rhyme against reason like it was flow against know
But beyond the concepts and emotions that rise
To the interconnectedness that underlies
The lies upon lies have lost their meaning
The plies upon plies of consciousness that is being
Over and over I fall I learned to walk from a crawl
It's not sad it's just the way and the purpose of it all

Now every word that you heard that I said that you felt
Was put in place in the space as they were shuffled and dealt
I steal feels from reels but I pay my respects
Paying compliments and disses and deciphering affects
Words are water as I court her, as she is pristine
Words and mics fall to dust and all that's left is the feelings
I give in and I win I try to never complain
Intentions venture to center and then they set the stage
But I'll remain sane making gain without pain
Staining trains with names and driving lanes to the refrain
And keep it positive as painstaking as it is
I'll never turn back cause that's the way I've got to live
I'll never turn back cause that's the way I've got to live
I'll never turn back cause that's the way I've got to live

So like a cloud carries rain I'm gonna carry my rhyme
Coming like thunder with lightening timing
No hesitation in gestation of thoughts and plans
Ferment time like wine no ploys or scams
Like the islands dot the oceans in the endless seas
Ideas coming to me in answer to my pleas
Woke up this morning right out of a dream
Reached for my pen and pad because my mind was on a rhyme scheme
What can I do with these bones and flesh?
With these animated thoughts in a world repressed?
I'm going down like the rhythms on the winds of change
I'm keeping calm under pressure like a deep-sea range
I'm flowing prose to cons and cons to pros
I'm like Toucan Sam when I follow my nose
I'm giving shouts to Gandhi, Gravy and King
His Holiness and all enlightened beings
I'll be the one who screams it on the microphone
I'll be the one who brings it inside your home
But the words ain't mine I just pass em along
For Betty Williams and her friends I sing this song
And more ink from my pen and more tears from my eyes
And more crimes are committed as I say these lines

"Youth enough, we put down the gun"

AND ME

YEAR:1998   MUSIC:Beastie Boys   LYRICS:Adam Horovitz

RELEASES:Hello Nasty

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Once again I'm all wrapped up in me
My best friend's my own worst enemy
Electricity and gravity
Oh my god now take a look at me
My life line's run by AT&T
They got their wires all up in me
Is push and pull the way it's got to be

Once again I'm all wrapped up in me and me
My best friend's my own worst enemy
Electricity and gravity

Once again I'm all wrapped up in me and me
Once again I'm all wrapped up in me and me
Once again I'm all wrapped up in me and me
Once again I'm all wrapped up in me and me..

"You know, I wish that there was some way
that I could be outside playin' basketball in the rain
and not get wet. Now wouldn't that be great, hmm?"

THREE MC'S AND ONE DJ

YEAR:1998   MUSIC:Beastie Boys/Michael Scwartz/Wendell Fite   LYRICS:Beastie Boys

RELEASES:Hello Nasty, Three Mc's And One Dj (pr), Three Mc's And One Dj/Remote Control (s), Three Mc's And One Dj/Body Movin' (pr)

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**Green Color = Michael Scwartz aka Mix Master Mike**

Hey yo Adam what's up? This is Mix Master Mike
I'm calling from Sacramento. Um I've been wanting to hook up with
you maybe on some tracks. I've got some shit right here
if you could.. My turntable's through a wah wah pedal.
It's called the tweak scratch

'Cause nobody can do it like Mix Master can
Come on..
I've got the D double O D double O style
Here we go again because it's been awhile
Do me a favor don't touch that dial
I rock from Manhattan to the Miracle Mile
My name's Mike D and I'm the ladies choice
I want to get next to you like Rose Royce royce
Y'all gather round to hear my golden voice voice
'Cause when its time to rhyme you know I get noice
Cruising like a fan boat on the glade
He'll tweak your ass across the cross fade
So watch your back when he takes the stage whoo
Or he'll send you off on a naked rampage

3 MC's and one DJ
We be getting down with no delay
Mix Master Mike what'cha got to say

"My god" "oh Mike" "All the time"

Sweet and sour like a tangerine
Fresh like a box of Krispy Kremes
Kenny Rogers' Gambler is my gambling theme
Mix Master Mike with the scratch routine
Always updated and in the know know
You know we break it down going toe to toe
The bass is booming from down below
And Norton is chillin with Mario whoowee
Well my name is Adrock I'm a Scorpio
Don't ask me cause I just don't know
I'm known to mop I'm known to glow glow
But don't get mad cause I got to go

Three MC's and one DJ
We be getting down with no delay
Mix Master Mike what cha got to say

"Gotta' - Gotta' - Gotta' get down"

Mix Master ah cut faster
Ah Mix Master ah cut cut ah cut faster

All top secret and classified fied
I grab a hold of a mic and let the words glide
It's all hypnotic and sanctified whoowee
I never wanna' let a bad day slip by
Now we be getting stupid in your area haa
Causing all kinds of hysteria
My beats is sick like malaria
But don't worry I'll take care of ya
Me and Adam Adam and Mario C
In the studio with the place to be
To all the party people who are happy and free free
With Mix Master Mike we're making history

Three MC's and one DJ
We be getting down with no delay
Mix Master Mike what you got to say

"God damn that DJ made my day"

_biz markie_
You came off with that one Joe, oh my goodness