作曲 : Jonathan Davis/Michael Diamond/Adam Horovitz/Adam Yauch 1-2 1-2 keep it on Listen to the **** because we kick it until dawn Listen to the abstract got it going on Listen to the ladies come on and let me spawn All your eggs then you go up the river Listen to the abstract that freaky nigger I'm Ad Rock and I shock and I tick and I tock And I can't stop with the body rock See I've got heart like John Starks Hitting mad sparks Pass me the mic and I'll be rocking the whole park I'm the M to the C to the A and it's a must The rhymes that we bust on the topic of lust And my Moms is not butt, but **** it Let me get down to the rhythm Yes I'm getting funky and I'm shooting all my jism Like John Holmes, the X-rated nigger Listen to the **** 'cause I am the ill figure Nobody's getting any bigger than this *Get it together* *Get it together* Phone is ringing Oh my God *Get it together* *See what's happening* Ad Rock down with the Ione Listen to the **** because both of them is bony Got to do it like this like Chachi And Joanie Because she's the cheese and I'm the macaroni So why all the fight and why all the fuss Because hey *I ain't got no dust* Yeah, you know I'm getting silly I've got a grandma Hazel and a grandma Tilly Grand Royal prez and I'm also a member Born on the cusp in the month of November I do the Patty Duke in case you don't remember Well, I freak a funky beat like the **** was in a blender Well, I'm long gone word is born Don't need a mother ****ing fool telling me right from wrong I don't think I'm slick nor do I play like I'm hard But I shall drive the lane like I was Evan Bernhard And I'm working on my game because life is taxing Got to get it together and see what's happening *Get it together* *Get it together* *Get it together* *See what's happening* I go one two like my name was Biz Mark But I had to do the **** just let me embark On the lyric and the noun and the verb Let's kick the **** off 'cause yo, I'm not the herb Well, it's not the herb but the spice with the flavor to spare Tho Moog with the funk for your derriere While we're on that topic, yes I like to mention When it comes to boning I'm representing Spacing, zoning, talkin' on the phone and My brain is roaming and I don't know where it's going Talking lots of **** a little tweaking on the weekend I've got to get him by the reigns because I know that I'm freaking Well, I'm a funky skull and I'm a Scorpio And when I get my flow I'm Dr. on the go So Q-Tip, what you on the mic for Because I had to talk about the times that I rhyme And when MCs come in my face, I'm like mace Because I back them off with the quills 'Cause I tell you, nigger 'cause I'll keep you under frills Resting on nine one one Sixteenth Ave off the Farmers Boulevard I'm from Manhattan M.C.A.'s from Brooklyn Yea, M.C.A., your **** be cooking Praying mantis on the court and I can't be beat So, yo Tip, what's up with the boots on your feet? I've got the timbals on my toes and this is how it goes Oh, one two oh my God One two, oh my God I've got some **** I've got the kung fu grip behind my green trap kit Never ever ever smoking crack, crack Never ever ever ****ing wack I eat the ****in' pineapple Now & Later Listen to me now, don't listen to me later **** it 'cause I know I didn't make it ****in' rhyme for real But, yo technically I'm as hard as steel Gonna get it together, watch it Gonna get it together Ma Bell I'm like Ma Bell, I've got the ill communications Like Ma Bell, I've got the ill communications (Who's that?) Ma Bell (Word 'em up word word 'em up) Ma Bell... Keep it on and on
作曲 : Jonathan Davis/Michael Diamond/Adam Horovitz/Adam Yauch 1-2 1-2 keep it on Listen to the **** because we kick it until dawn Listen to the abstract got it going on Listen to the ladies come on and let me spawn All your eggs then you go up the river Listen to the abstract that freaky nigger I'm Ad Rock and I shock and I tick and I tock And I can't stop with the body rock See I've got heart like John Starks Hitting mad sparks Pass me the mic and I'll be rocking the whole park I'm the M to the C to the A and it's a must The rhymes that we bust on the topic of lust And my Moms is not butt, but **** it Let me get down to the rhythm Yes I'm getting funky and I'm shooting all my jism Like John Holmes, the X-rated nigger Listen to the **** 'cause I am the ill figure Nobody's getting any bigger than this *Get it together* *Get it together* Phone is ringing Oh my God *Get it together* *See what's happening* Ad Rock down with the Ione Listen to the **** because both of them is bony Got to do it like this like Chachi And Joanie Because she's the cheese and I'm the macaroni So why all the fight and why all the fuss Because hey *I ain't got no dust* Yeah, you know I'm getting silly I've got a grandma Hazel and a grandma Tilly Grand Royal prez and I'm also a member Born on the cusp in the month of November I do the Patty Duke in case you don't remember Well, I freak a funky beat like the **** was in a blender Well, I'm long gone word is born Don't need a mother ****ing fool telling me right from wrong I don't think I'm slick nor do I play like I'm hard But I shall drive the lane like I was Evan Bernhard And I'm working on my game because life is taxing Got to get it together and see what's happening *Get it together* *Get it together* *Get it together* *See what's happening* I go one two like my name was Biz Mark But I had to do the **** just let me embark On the lyric and the noun and the verb Let's kick the **** off 'cause yo, I'm not the herb Well, it's not the herb but the spice with the flavor to spare Tho Moog with the funk for your derriere While we're on that topic, yes I like to mention When it comes to boning I'm representing Spacing, zoning, talkin' on the phone and My brain is roaming and I don't know where it's going Talking lots of **** a little tweaking on the weekend I've got to get him by the reigns because I know that I'm freaking Well, I'm a funky skull and I'm a Scorpio And when I get my flow I'm Dr. on the go So Q-Tip, what you on the mic for Because I had to talk about the times that I rhyme And when MCs come in my face, I'm like mace Because I back them off with the quills 'Cause I tell you, nigger 'cause I'll keep you under frills Resting on nine one one Sixteenth Ave off the Farmers Boulevard I'm from Manhattan M.C.A.'s from Brooklyn Yea, M.C.A., your **** be cooking Praying mantis on the court and I can't be beat So, yo Tip, what's up with the boots on your feet? I've got the timbals on my toes and this is how it goes Oh, one two oh my God One two, oh my God I've got some **** I've got the kung fu grip behind my green trap kit Never ever ever smoking crack, crack Never ever ever ****ing wack I eat the ****in' pineapple Now & Later Listen to me now, don't listen to me later **** it 'cause I know I didn't make it ****in' rhyme for real But, yo technically I'm as hard as steel Gonna get it together, watch it Gonna get it together Ma Bell I'm like Ma Bell, I've got the ill communications Like Ma Bell, I've got the ill communications (Who's that?) Ma Bell (Word 'em up word word 'em up) Ma Bell... Keep it on and on
