作词 : Beastie Boys B-Boys makin' with the freak freak B-Boys makin' with the freak freak B-Boys makin' with the freak freak B-Boys makin' with the freak freak Yeah, yeah Putting songs together ain't no puzzle like YahtzeeSending this one out to K-Rob and RahmalzeeLet me introduce myself on this cut I'm Ad Rock, I'm lit like a motherfuck Well, I'm brewing up rhymes like I was using a still I've got an old school flow like Mike McGill' Cause Yauch's on the upright, the shit just ain't funny Got fat bass lines like Russel Simmons steals money Got clientele, you know I rock well And then you're on my dick because I'm D.F.L. Yeah, Mike 'cause playing the bass is my favorite shit I might be a hack on the stand up but I'm working at it I get my hair cut correct like Anthony Mason Then I ride the I.R.T. right up to Penn Station Penn Station up on 8th AveListen all y'all you get the ball bath He's got the savior faire because he's debonair Mike D with the vinyl with the grooves so rare And the rhymes that we're are doo doo B-Boys makin' with the freak freak B-Boys makin' with the freak freak B-Boys makin' with the freak freak Shee, if this gon be that kind of a party I'm gonna stick my dick in a mashed potato B-Boys makin' with the freak freak Been makin' with the freak freak, so unique I been learning from the elders now it's time to speak Oh that shit sounds nice Mike D come on and get it on y'all Talking shit about a mile a minute Put the wax on the table and let the D.J. spin it Excuse me motherfuckers, can I beg your pardon? I'm gonna see the Knicks at Madison Square GardenAnd like the Knicks I got game like I worked at HasbroOn the mic I Bug, like I was Prince JazzboThe rhymes are stupid to make you go coo-coo You can't sleep 'cause you're little Cindy Loo HooDown with the hurra since the raising hell tour Just listen to his cuts there's no reason to tell more Cyndy what I didn't catch the last one That shit sounded kinda nice, but bust a fast one Well I'm not known for my speed raps So grab the microphone and cut out the claps Ah yeah, I like that shit is kind of rough I'll grab the microphone and fuck it up Play upI might seem out there, a little deranged I've got to cool off, catch me on the driving range Well I'm the ladies' choice like I was J.J. EvansLegalize the weed and I'll say thank heavens I'm talking P.G.A. Pro Tour 2Doctor Beppers on the TV, in my golfing shoes Pass me an iron and I'll bust a chip shot Then you throw me off the green 'cause I'm strictly hip-hop I'll grab the tee, I'll tee off I'll grab the golf clubs and I'm off, I'm Audi so check me I've got the timbos on my toes when I'm not on the green I've got the custom made boots with the spikey things I'm working on my driving 'cause I'm going pro I've got the funky fly golf gear from head to toe Yeah, the b-boys makin' with the freak, freak, freak Mario's calling Nonni's about the Pesto Pizza And then he's on a mission and he's checking for peacha B-Boys makin' with the freak freak B-Boys makin' with the freak freak B-Boys makin' with the freak freak B-Boys makin' with the freak freak