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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Beastie Boys
Beastie Boys
Blockflöte
Jon Weiner
Jon Weiner
Blockflöte
Andre Kelman
Andre Kelman
Blockflöte
Michael Diamond
Michael Diamond
Stimme und Gesang
Adam Yauch
Adam Yauch
Stimme und Gesang
Adam Horovitz
Adam Horovitz
Stimme und Gesang
Mix Master Mike
Mix Master Mike
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Michael Diamond
Michael Diamond
Komponist:in
Adam Yauch
Adam Yauch
Komponist:in
Adam Horovitz
Adam Horovitz
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Beastie Boys
Beastie Boys
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Jon Weiner
Jon Weiner
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Andre Kelman
Andre Kelman
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Philippe Zdar
Philippe Zdar
Mischtechniker:in
Vlado Meller
Vlado Meller
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Mark Santangelo
Mark Santangelo
Mastering-Ingenieur:in

Lyrics

Yeah, get up Yeah, uh Yes, here we go again, give you more, nothing lesser Back on the mic is the anti-depressor Ad-Rock, no pressure, yes, we need this The best is yet to come and yes, believe this Leggo my Eggo while I flex my ego Sip on Prosecco, dressed up tuxedo Sippin' coffee, playing Keno in the casino Want a lucky number, ask Mike Dino I burn the competition like a flamethrower My rhymes, they age like wine as I get older I'm getting bolder, competition is wanin' I got the ball and I see the lane and We got a party on the left, a party on the right We gotta party for the motherfuckin' right to fight Make some noise if you're with me Make some noise if you're with me Crazy, crazy, crazy Armed insurrection, popular election Get paid every year like tax collection Hear my perfection, rotary connection Taking MCs down by lethal rap injection I'm like an ornithologist when I get pissed You must have drank a Fizzy-Lifting Drink and you got lifted And sifted, I'm just riffin' And when I catch MCs, it's time for wing clippin' I fly like a hawk, or better yet an eagle A seagull, I sniff suckers out like a beagle My ego is off and running and gone 'Cause I'm about the best and if you fess, well, that's wrong We got a- We got a party on the left, a party on the right We gotta party for the motherfuckin' right to fight Make some noise if you're with me Make some noise if you're with me Crazy, crazy, crazy The break is crazy Crazy-crazy Pass me the scalpel, I'll make an incision I'll cut off the part of your brain that does the bitchin' Put it in formaldehyde and put it on the shelf And you can show it to your friends and say, "That's my old self" Can't do me nothing, can't tell me nada Don't bug me now because I'm doing the lambada The forbidden dance, here's my chance To make romance in my B-boy stance Parlay romancin' into financin' Opened up a restaurant with Ted Danson The roaches check in, but they never check out I set the record straight, no doubt We got a- We got a party on the left, a party on the right We gotta party for the motherfuckin' right to fight Make some noise if you're with me Make some noise if you're with me We got a party on the left, a party on the right Make some noise if you're with me We gotta party for the motherfuckin' right to fight Make some noise if you're with me Crazy, crazy, crazy
Writer(s): Michael Louis Diamond, Adam Horovitz, Adam Nathaniel Yauch Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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