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Beastie Boys


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Откуда Brooklyn, New York, United States
Жанры Hip-hop
Rap Rock
Alternative Hip-Hop
Hardcore Punk
Годы 1981—н.в.
Лейблы Def Jam Recordings
Capitol Records
Rat Cage Records
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Бывшие участники
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Альбом Beastie Boys


Some Old Bullshit (08.02.1994)
08.02.1994
1.
Egg Raid On Mojo (demo version)
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9.
10.
Transit Cop (demo version)
11.
12.
13.
14.
Cooky Puss (censored version)
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Egg raid on Mojo
Egg raid on Mojo
Egg raid on Mojo
Egg raid on Mojo

We dressed all in black
We snuck up around the back
We began to attack
The eggs did crack on Mojo's back go

Egg raid on Mojo
Egg raid on Mojo
Egg raid on Mojo
Egg raid on Mojo

Don't scream, gonna fight, let's have an egg raid tonight
Don't scream, gonna fight, let's have an egg raid tonight


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. . .



Boys out pushin vin
Friday night intimacy
Going out the family boar
Another dead through this door, listen
Yo yo from the CIA, they're going
Yo yo what an artist said, they're going

Yo yo yo!
Yo yo yo!

Brad's off twisting a win
And I can't afford to pay the feds
And now I'm never late on Friday night
By a transit cop looking to fight, he said
Yo yo from the CIA, and I'm
Yo yo what an artist said, they're going

Yo yo yo!
Yo yo yo!

Don't hit fudging I'm
Fucking stupid roll up fight
Now I'd rather jump than pay

. . .



Oh whoa, let's like, get my bong,
and do up some heavy weed, man, I got some really
heavy megsy meg stuff.. stone joints.. it's totally lost
It's totally.. all the time

Hey, a lot of drugs, go to hell
You ain't got nothing nothing to say
Why don't you just go away
You ain't got nothing nothin to tell
Why don't you just go to hell
You ain't got nothing nothing in your head
Odds are coming, you could be dead

Ah, let's get back to my bong..
yea..aah.. it's like..

. . .



Holy Snappers
Holy this holy that
Holy funky big fat rat
Holy piss holy crappers
Jill Kuniff holy snappers
I like Batman
I Like Crass
Robin's got a new bus pass
Holy piss holy crappers
Jill Kuniff holy snappers

Holy this holy that
Holy funky big fat rat
Holy piss holy crappers
Jill Kuniff holy snappers
I like Batman
I like Crass
Robin's got a new bus pass
Holy piss holy crappers
Jill Kuniff holy snappers

Holy this holy that
Holy funky big fat rat
Holy piss holy crappers
Jill Kuniff holy snappers
I like Batman
I like Crass
Robin's got a new bus pass
Holy piss holy crappers
Jill Kuniff holy snappers

. . .



wait ...that was a false
Riot fight, Riot fight
Riot fight, Riot fight
Riot fight, no we don't fight on Friday night
Find a trail so that we can all feast on mighty might
Riot fight, no we don't fight on Friday night
On again, all my life, forget to take the house of white
Riot fight, Riot fight, Riot fight, Riot fight
Riot fight, no we don't fight on Friday night

. . .



I saw bureaucrat looking at me
I'm gonna' go on a killing spree
Don't vote for him vote for me
He's a bureaucrat now I'm Beastie
The new Reagan policy is getting the best of me
The new Reagan policy is getting the best of me
You know that tendency KFC baby

Ri-ri-riot fight
Walking around late at night
Adjusting things in my sight
Everyone smokes a joint
Everyone's carrying a grudge
The new Reagan policy is getting the best of me
Oh yes KFC tendency Beastie

I saw bureaucrat looking at me
I'm gonna' get to go on a killing spree
Don't vote for him vote for me
He's a bureaucrat now I'm Beastie
Walking around late at night
See the things in my sight

Ri-ri-right now

. . .



yee haa oh shut up you pig fucker you're so ugly,
You're like a zebra adam your so ugly
You're a pony ass motherfucker
Why don't you get a haircut farm boy?

Fuck the chickens I don't like milk fuck the chickens
I don't like milk barnyard stoats raid the pen
If you don't shoot 'em they'll do it again fuck the chickens
I don't like milk fuck the chickenss I don't like milk
Farmer joe fucks a cow he likes it so much he sucks a sow

Now you, everyday I'm going to school.
I wish I could be satisfied,
But it's hogwash.
Fuck the chickens I don't like milk now fuck the chickens
I don't like milk Branyard Bob mows
The field sees how much wheat will yield fuck the chickens
I don't like milk now fuck the chickens
I don't like milk barnyard stoats raid
The pen if you don't shoot 'em they'll do it again

And everyday I'm going to school
I wish that I could find gratitude
But it's hogwash

Fuck the chickens I don't like milk
Now fuck the chickens I don't like milk barnyard
Stoats raid the pen if you don't shoot 'em they'll
Do it again fuck the chickens I don't like milk now
Fuck the chickens I don't like milk fuck the chickens
I don't like milk now fuck the chickens I don't like milk

now me everyday I'm riding to school
I'm learning a bunch of brainwash

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Egg raid on Mojo
Egg raid on Mojo
Egg raid on Mojo
Egg raid on Mojo

We dressed all in black
We snuck up around the back
We began to attack
The eggs did crack on Mojo's back go

Egg raid on Mojo
Egg raid on Mojo
Egg raid on Mojo
Egg raid on Mojo

Don't scream, gonna fight, let's have an egg raid tonight
Don't scream, gonna fight, let's have an egg raid tonight


. . .



Boys out pushin vin
Friday night intimacy
Going out the family boar
Another dead through this door, listen
Yo yo from the CIA, they're going
Yo yo what an artist said, they're going

Yo yo yo!
Yo yo yo!

Brad's off twisting a win
And I can't afford to pay the feds
And now I'm never late on Friday night
By a transit cop looking to fight, he said
Yo yo from the CIA, and I'm
Yo yo what an artist said, they're going

Yo yo yo!
Yo yo yo!

Don't hit fudging I'm
Fucking stupid roll up fight
Now I'd rather jump than pay

. . .



The shit with this bitch
Yo I said I'm calling you B.
Yo B it's the phone
Yo B.
"May I help you?"
"Yes what's your name?"
"Hello?"
"Hello man you got Cookypuss's number?"
"Here's my supervisor, he'll help you"
"Yo man, where's the supervisor at?
I-I got the number anyway baby!
That bitch hang up on me"
These pussy crumbs are making me itch!
Ah Cookypuss, HEY! Ah Cookypuss
Maybe I should scratch
Aaahhn, B-E-A-S-T-I-E go!
"My real name is"
"My real name is"
"My sisters name was"
Scratch
Cookypuss, cook, cook, cook, scratch, scratch.
Oh,cook, cook, cook, cook oh cookypuss
"And my mother got to call us for dinner"
"Yo, yo, yo!"
Cookypuss. Pussy crumbs, what are pussy crumbs?
"Take me home and eat me, yeah!"
Bitch, I'll fuckin' kick your ass bitch.
"Hello, Carvel?"
"Yo man Cookypuss there?"
"Who?"
"Cookypuss, I want to speak to Cookypuss man!"
"No. Nobody here by that name."
"A Cooky O' Puss then. Cookychic, anybody man, I want to speak to them!"
"There not here."
"I said, I house ya, where's Cookie Puss at?
Yo I'm serious, I wanna talk to.. yo man
Cookypuss, alright let, let me order one then, let me get one."
"When do you want it for?"
"Anytime man, just like now and shit, you know, that shit now.
I'm talkin' now B. Damn bitch hang up, I'll kick your ass bitch"
"Yo yo yo"
"Yo yo yo"
"Beastie Boys rock!"

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B-E-A-S-T-I-E Go..

[Instrumental]

. . .



Good evening and welcome to Beastie Revolution
Bim bim bim Ibi Ibi bim
Bum mamama milly milly ma yea
Ma Ma mily Ma ma mily
Bim bim bim pouw
How many in your party please

Ibi yea
All the ancient chinese rastafarian..
The man called Gurie yea right
A boy called Cookypuss
Bum bum ma mily bum Bummaly mamamily mily bum
Dima!
Here come now
Here come now
My man now, Adam mate
Say Adam yeah
My zion monochrome monty tay de dream
Dima,
My monochrome de tatte ita ja ja ja yes
right
Rasta, come on Ibi you know
You don't se it man
You're bloodclot, you're blind Dima
You're blind, you're bloodclot
Fire burned ya
Your mother

Dima, bima a .....
Bim, a beastie revolution
Why not a beastie revolution Dima
I say why not a beastie revolution Ibi
I say why not a beastie revolution
I say why not a beastie revolution
Bim, Rastafariyeah
I don't like that
Da Bum ma mily mily bily bum bim bim
Dum Dum dadum mamily mily bum
Yea say we have mi, we have mi Michael yea
We say we have mi adam yea
We say we have mi Kate
We're the Beastie Boys
We are gonna have a Beastie revolution yea

Adam man on guitar,rrright
My man Michael on vocal, you see that now
hear that, Kate Schellenbach right, play the drum
And we got the Adam Yauch on the bass too you know
Yeah
Bassy
Right
Muraahh
Jinx
Jinx now Adam yea
One two a burrito outta you
Go!
Ma mann ma mann
Man on guitar

Beastie - eastie -astie
Beastie revolution

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The shit with this bitch
Yo I said I'm calling you B.
Yo B it's the phone
Yo B.
"May I help you?"
"Yes what's your name?"
"Hello?"
"Hello man you got Cookypuss's number?"
"Here's my supervisor, he'll help you"
"Yo man, where's the supervisor at?
I-I got the number anyway baby!
That bitch hang up on me"
These pussy crumbs are making me itch!
Ah Cookypuss, HEY! Ah Cookypuss
Maybe I should scratch
Aaahhn, B-E-A-S-T-I-E go!
"My real name is"
"My real name is"
"My sisters name was"
Scratch
Cookypuss, cook, cook, cook, scratch, scratch.
Oh,cook, cook, cook, cook oh cookypuss
"And my mother got to call us for dinner"
"Yo, yo, yo!"
Cookypuss. Pussy crumbs, what are pussy crumbs?
"Take me home and eat me, yeah!"
Bitch, I'll fuckin' kick your ass bitch.
"Hello, Carvel?"
"Yo man Cookypuss there?"
"Who?"
"Cookypuss, I want to speak to Cookypuss man!"
"No. Nobody here by that name."
"A Cooky O' Puss then. Cookychic, anybody man, I want to speak to them!"
"There not here."
"I said, I house ya, where's Cookie Puss at?
Yo I'm serious, I wanna talk to.. yo man
Cookypuss, alright let, let me order one then, let me get one."
"When do you want it for?"
"Anytime man, just like now and shit, you know, that shit now.
I'm talkin' now B. Damn bitch hang up, I'll kick your ass bitch"
"Yo yo yo"
"Yo yo yo"
"Beastie Boys rock!"

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