Текст (слова) песни: Beastie Boys - Professor Booty

Well, I got more bounce to the fuckin` bump and
Then you want to know why it`s `cause I`m motherfuckin` truckin`
I`m in the pocket just like Grady Tate
I got supplies of beats so you don`t have to wait
`Cause I`m the master blaster drinking up the shasta
My voice sounds sweet `cause it has to
So light a match to my ass `cause I`m blown up
I`d like to thank the people for just showin` up
But now I want y`all to move it
Put your point on the floor and just prove it
And I`m smurfin` not rehearsin` gettin` live y`all
A little puffy so you now what I`m doin` right
`Cause that`s the kind of mind I`m in
I got a feelin` that`s back again
So don`t touch me `cause I`m electric
And if you touch me you`ll get shocked!
You`ve got the boomin` system but it`s blasting out doo-doo
You think it`s chocolate mild but it`s watered down yoo-hoo
I`ve been through many times in which I thought I might lose it
The only thing that saved me has always been music
We`ve got our own studio the son of the G
It`s no question life`s been good to me
`Cause life ain`t nothing but a good groove
A good mix tape to put you in the right mood
This one goes out to my man the groove merchant
Coming through with beats for which I`ve been searching
Like two sealed copies of expansions
I`m like Tom Vu with yachts and mansions
The logo I sport is the face of the monkey
Union made Ben Davis quality it`s no junk see
My chrome is shining just like an icicle
I ride around town on my low-rider bicycle
So many wack M.C.`s you get the T.V. bozack
Ain`t even gonna call out your names `cause you`re so wack
But one big oaf whose faker than plastic
A dictionary definition of the word spastic
You should have never started something that you couldn`t finish
`Cause writin` rhymes to me is like popeye to spinach
I`m bad ass move your fat ass `cause you`re wack son
Dancin` around like you think you`re Janet Jackson
Thought you could walk on me to get some ground to walk on
I`ll pull the rug out from under your ass as I talk on
I`ll take you out like a sniper on a roof
Like an M.C. at the fever in the D.J. booth
With your headphones strapped you`re rockin` rewind pause
Tryin` to figure out what you can do to go for yours
But like the pencil to the paper I got more to come
One after another you can all get some
So you better take your time and meditate on your rhyme
`Cause your shit`ll be stinking when I go for mine
And that`s right y`all don`t get uptight y`all
You can say shit because you`re biting what I write y`all
And that`s wrong y`all over the long haul
You can`t cut the mustard when you`re fronting it all

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