Testo: Beastie Boys. Alright Hear This (beastie Boys).

All right your scrathin' it right now
Cuttin' the record back and forth against the needle
Back and forth, back and forth, makin' it scratch
But let me tell you somethin'
Don't try it at home with your dads stereo
Only under hip-hop supervision

Alright hear this
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Alright hear this
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Because I grab the microphone and I pick it up
And then I fuck it up and then I turn it in
And then I turn it out, got the body rockin' sound
Then you know I'm gonna get down and

Eat a Scooby Snack and take disco nap
And then I'm shopping at Sears, 'cause I don't buy at the Gap
I'm sending this one out to all the funky inspirations
Pretty Purdie on the drums with the beat relations

Well, I'm working on rhymes, they're coming line by line
Trying to put what I feel into word and rhymes
I've got a feelin' comin' on, I've got to make some shit
A little somethin' stupid, for the twisted and sick

Because I drive like a maniac on the streets
And I don't give fuck 'cause I've got the beats
Got my nuts swingin' from left to right and
Right to left and I'm death defying

Alright hear this
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Alright hear this
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I spin my fortune on a wheel like Sajak
Here's the payback keep going strong like since the way back
I try to be myself but I lose track
Because the shit gets complicated now I've got to get back

As we learn to breed a love for one another
In these times of melding cultures
I give respect for what's been borrowed and lent
I know this music comes down from African descent

'Cause I don't need a magic potion
Let me talk about back field in motion
My girls got cheeks for weeks and I'm happy
You know I'm a sneak like my old grand pappy

I gotta give thanks to my man Archie Sheep
For staying true to inspiration 'cause I don't half step
So I kick out the jams and tell you who I am
And then I talk to the people like Les Mccann

Alright hear this
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Alright hear this
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Alright hear this
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Alright hear this
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I ask God for a rhyme or two
A little somethin' for the wise as well as the fool
A little somethin' to affect a little taste of change
For the together and the strong as well as the deranged

Because you do you right like Bobby Knight
And then I'm rappin' on the mic to the broadway light
Stomp my hands, I clap my feet and
I'm buggin' off Yusef Lateef

I got a match to my ass and I'm a keep it lit
Or when I need to get some cash, call my accountant Britt
Because I'm rushing around town taking care of my functions
Always got one more thing so forget about function

We create this world and the problems go on
Create our lives and the things that go wrong
So to the deaf, the blind, look around and listen
To what it is you want and for what you're wishin'

Alright hear this
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Alright hear this
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Alright hear this
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