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Beastie Boys B - Boys Makin With The Freak Freak Here are the song lyrics for B - Boys Makin With The Freak Freak by Beastie Boys. For more excellent Beastie Boys lyrics, run a search! Putting song together aint no puzzle like yahtzee Sending this out to k-rob and rahmalzee Let me introduce myself on this cut Im ad rock, Im lit like a motherfuck Well, Im brewing up rhymes like I was using a still Ive got an old school flow like mike mcgill cause yauchs on the upright, the shit just aint funny Got fat bass lines like russel simmons steals money Got clientele, you know I rock well And then youre on my dick because Im d.f.l. Yeah, mike cause playing the bass is my favorite shit I might be a hack on the stand up but Im 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 ave. Listen all yall you get the ball bath Hes got the savior faire because hes debonair Mike d with the vinyl with the grooves so rare And the rhymes that were are doo doo Been makin with the freak freak, so unique Been learning from the elders now its time to speak Oh that shit sounds nice Mike d come on and get it on yall 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 Im gonna see the knicks at madison square garden And like the knicks I got game like I worked at hasbro On the mic I bug, like I was prince jazzbo The rhymes are stupid to make you go coo-coo You cant sleep cause youre little cindy loo hoo Down with the hurra since the raising hell tour Just listen to his cuts theres no reason to tell more Cyndy what I didnt catch the last one That shit sounded kinda nice, but bust a fast one Well Im not known for my speed raps So grab the microphone and cut out the claps Ah yea, I like that shit is kind of rough Ill grab the microphone and fuck it up I might seem out there, a little deranged Ive got to cool off, catch me on the driving range Well Im the ladies choise like I was j.j. evans Legalize the weed and Ill say thank heavens Im talking p.g.a. pro tour 2 Im doctor beppers in my t.v., in my golfing shoes Pass me an iron and Ill bust a chip shot Then you throw me off the green because Im strictly hip-hop Ill grab the tee, Ill tee off Ill grab the golf clubs and Im off, Im audi- so check me Ive got the timbos on my toes when Im not on the green Ive got the costom made boots with the spikey things Im working on my driving cause Im going pro Ive got the funky fly golf gear from head to toe Yea, the b-boys makin with the freak freak Marios nagging nonnis about the pesto pizza And then hes on a mission and hes checking for peacha
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