The New Style

Beastie Boys

And on the cool check in



Center stage on the mic



And we're puttin' it on wax



It's the new style




Four and three and two and one (What up!)



And when I'm on the mic - the suckers run (Word!)



Down with Adrock and Mike D. and you ain't



And I got more juice than Picasso got paint



Got rhymes that are rough and rhymes that are slick



I'm not surprised you're on my dick



B-E-A-S-T-I-E, what up Mike D.



Ah yeah, that's me



I got franks and pork and beans



Always bust the new routines



I get it - I got it, I know it's good



The rhymes I write - you wish you would I'm never in training - my voice is



not straining



People always biting and I'm sick of complaining



So I went into the locker room during classes



Bust into your locker and I smashed your glasses



You're from Secausus - I'm from Manhattan



You're jealous of me because your girlfriend is cattin'




(bridge) There it is - kick it!!!




Father to many - married to none



And in case you're unaware I carry a gun



Stepped into the party - the place was over packed



Saw the kid that dissed my homey and shot him in the back



I had to get a beeper 'cause my phone is tapped



You better keep your mouth shut 'cause I'm fully strapped



I got money in the bank - I can still get high



That's why your girlfriend thinks that I'm so fly



I've got money and juice - twin sisters in my bed



Their father had envy so I shot him in the head



If I played guitar I'd be Jimmy Page



The girlie's I like are underage (Check it!)



Girls with boyfriends are the kind I like



I'll steal your honey like I stole your bike



Your father - he's jealous 'c

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