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Live at P.J.'s
by Beastie Boys
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Well, back to the back to the beat y'all
Down with the sound so sweet y'all
Just how fresh can you get y'all?
Those that are blessed say yes y'all
I'ma come inside and do my thing
I'ma take off my drawers and I'mma let myself swing
Tantalize my tummy with a booboo-snack
But now, I got to get back
Yeah, oh, this one's for you and you and you
Gonna break it down to the nitty grit
I'm gonna tell you motherfuckers why you ain't shit
'Cause suckers like you just make me strong
You be poppin that bullshit all day long
I'm gonna bust my shoes, I'm gonna bust my socks
I'm gonna spread my word from standin on this box
This drive-through world, it just ain't right
Gonna run to Joe and Tony's and get my hair cut nice
Yeah, yeah, real nice y'all
Well, come on y'all, and just come on y'all and just
Work-work-work-work it out, y'all
I'm tryin' to get up, so don't you get me down
Life, I love you, now give me a pound
Up from the fryin pan into the fire
Look within and try to admire
Yeah, what's going on y'all?
Aww yeah, gimme a little claps, soul clap
And I'ma get my shit together boy, aw yeah
Gonna, gonna, aww yeah
Gonna get it together
Everybody, gonna get it together
Can you hear me one time? Fo' yo' mind
Aww yeah
Okay, that's the end of it for the night folks
It's good to hear y'all out there, come back next week
We'll have some sheets for ya
Remember on your way home
If you're drivin, don't drink and if you drink, don't drive
Well, back to the back to the beat y'all
Down with the sound so sweet y'all
Just how fresh can you get y'all?
Those that are blessed say yes y'all
I'ma come inside and do my thing
I'ma take off my drawers and I'mma let myself swing
Tantalize my tummy with a booboo-snack
But now, I got to get back
Yeah, oh, this one's for you and you and you
Gonna break it down to the nitty grit
I'm gonna tell you motherfuckers why you ain't shit
'Cause suckers like you just make me strong
You be poppin that bullshit all day long
I'm gonna bust my shoes, I'm gonna bust my socks
I'm gonna spread my word from standin on this box
This drive-through world, it just ain't right
Gonna run to Joe and Tony's and get my hair cut nice
Yeah, yeah, real nice y'all
Well, come on y'all, and just come on y'all and just
Work-work-work-work it out, y'all
I'm tryin' to get up, so don't you get me down
Life, I love you, now give me a pound
Up from the fryin pan into the fire
Look within and try to admire
Yeah, what's going on y'all?
Aww yeah, gimme a little claps, soul clap
And I'ma get my shit together boy, aw yeah
Gonna, gonna, aww yeah
Gonna get it together
Everybody, gonna get it together
Can you hear me one time? Fo' yo' mind
Aww yeah
Okay, that's the end of it for the night folks
It's good to hear y'all out there, come back next week
We'll have some sheets for ya
Remember on your way home
If you're drivin, don't drink and if you drink, don't drive
