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BEASTIE BOYS : long burn the fire lyrics

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BEASTIE BOYS lyrics : "long burn the fire"

Jump out the window onto a parade balloon

My style is iller than the goblins in Troll 2

'Cause I'm the type of emcee with the most pizazz

You're stealing my books like I was Grandmaster Caz

Got rhymes about antihistamines and [email protected]#^gesics

Rhyme about expectorants? Y'all don't see it

Soothsayer, not a player, rhymesayer extreme


Burn like fire when I step on the scene

I got shark's teeth so I can bite your head

I got tiger's claws that'll scratch ya dead

I got wings like a dragon when I'm flying above

Shoot venom from eyes when it's time to get ruff

Step back and check yourself

'Cause emcee's got weapons that'll ruin your health

So if you're feeling strong then reach for yours

My book is my shield and my mic is my sword

(Sword, sword, sword, sword, sword, sword)

Now it's Adrock rapping, I'm back again

Like a Big Mac attack on your gut and it's whack, my friend

I'm a mack, so relax or end up chilling

I take that %#@! serious like Jerome DeQuillan

I burn you to a crisp, sucker, back up off the toaster

I'll make you sick like a Kenny Rogers roaster

See this rap thing is all about the braggadocio

I check my rear-view, emcees ain't getting closer

People think I'm slow 'cause I'm just a little challenged

See me and my band is a raw group of talent

Live round the clock like Disco Donut

I'm like a tampon 'cause I got the pink soda

Over rock, I make hits that move $$#es

Rhyme so much heat that I fog your mom's glasses

Proof is in the pudding and the pudding's in my pants

You heard me rapping now watch me dance

Save the date for one name who deliver to the rafters

Up from the heavens you can hear our laughter

Like goodness me or empty john

We done did it again and our game is still on

It's not tic-tac-toe or Operation

Just holding it down like the gravitation

Total hits, that's it, you couldn't do

Ad Rock's in the bathroom now check the fondue

String of nuts like the name is Mike Pizzini

Or a fine household name like Sergio Tacini

Now that we're here, back and raising hell

I'm running wild like rats in the Taco Bell

On the mic I %#@!, the match gets lit

Mike Dino, the Jew is rampant

Making music from librarians to curly jocks

The rapper Mike D not Gold-i-locks

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