[00:05.00]Mic check, mic check
[00:10.60]One (one), two (two), three (three)
[00:12.80]Too many rappers and there's still not enough MC's
[00:15.40]It goes three (three), two (two), one (one)
[00:17.70]MCA, Ad-Rock, Mike D, that's how we get it done like
[00:21.10]Ladies and gents attention, Nas in the house
[00:23.70]With Beastie Boys, we can turn it out
[00:26.10]Perpetrators, we can point 'em out
[00:27.80]So if you got somethin' on your mind, let it out
[00:30.60]Yo, I been in the game since before you was born
[00:33.20]I might still be emceein' even after you're gone
[00:35.90]Strange thought, I know, but my skills still grow
[00:38.60]The 80's, the 90's, 2000's, and so
[00:41.40]On and on until the crack of dawn
[00:43.50]Until the year 3000 and beyond
[00:46.30]Stay up all night, and I emcee and never die
[00:49.40]'Cause death is the cousin of sleep
[00:51.20]Because I'm back with a bang boogie oogie oogie
[00:54.00]Strawberry letter 23 like Shuggie
[00:56.70]Oh, my God, just look at me
[00:59.00]Grandpa been rappin' since '83
[01:01.50]Oh, I'm supersonic like J.J. Fad
[01:04.40]Got crazy ass shit pullin' out the bag
[01:06.70]Don't forget the tartar sauce, yo, 'cause it's sad
[01:09.20]All these crap rappers, they're rappin' like crabs
[01:11.40]I have carte blanche, the vagabond
[01:14.00]Nas is the narcissist, my pockets are rotund
[01:16.90]I'm no killa, but compared to you, I'm more real'a
[01:19.50]You ain't a shot, a mobster, or a drug dealer
[01:22.10]A slug peeler, you're not, mafioso, no
[01:24.80]You ain't got the cutthroat in ya, beginner
[01:27.40]I ain't tryin' to hear your racket
[01:29.10]You work with police dog, you snitch, you rat, you wear that jacket
[01:32.10]How many rappers must get dissed
[01:35.00]Gimme eight bars, and watch me bless this
[01:37.10]I start to reminisce, oh, when I miss
[01:40.00]The real hip hop with which I persist
[01:42.50]Like rum in mojitos, bullets and banditos
[01:45.00]Matzah balls in soup, jackets and troop
[01:47.70]Yes, y'all, this is one for the history books
[01:50.10]Nasty Nas, what's the word, count it off on the hook
[01:52.50]Let's go! One (one), two (two), three (three)
[01:55.00]Too many rappers and there's still not enough MC's
[01:57.70]It goes three (three), two (two), one (one)
[02:00.00]MCA, Ad-Rock, Mike D, that's how we get it done like
[02:03.40]Ladies and gents attention, Nas in the house
[02:06.10]With Beastie Boys, we can turn it out
[02:08.30]Perpetrators, we can point 'em out
[02:10.20]So if you got somethin' on your mind, let it out
[02:33.80]'Cause this the type of lyric goes inside your brain
[02:36.10]To blow you bullshit rappers straight out the frame
[02:38.80]My lyrics spin round like a hurricane twister
[02:41.40]So get your hologram on off of Wolf Blitzer
[02:44.10]Too many rappers to shake a stick at
[02:46.00]I outta charge a tax for every weak rap
[02:48.50]I had to listen to 'cause we be makin' stacks
[02:51.10]Like Stax Records, my squad we gotta pack, we never coming whack
[02:56.50]To all you crab rappers and hackers
[02:59.10]And Circuit Fenders, two-tone splendor
[03:01.50]I take the cake, I stole the mold
[03:04.50]The golden microphone, well that's mine to hold
[03:07.10]And why all these biters all up in my crotch space?
[03:09.80]Sniffin', puffin', huffin', and mean muggin' with a Blimpie Bluffin
[03:15.00]Back up off me, sucka, you ain't sayin' nothin'
[03:17.30]I'm broader than Broadway, I was in project hallways
[03:19.60]Dual tape recorder, lacin' oratorials all day
[03:22.50]I'm just getting started on this beat, this is foreplay
[03:25.10]And when this song finished, y'all can sing along with this
[03:27.50]By the way, I have a strong fetish for Christian Louboutin steppers
[03:31.10]I hear Russian blonde's the wettest
[03:32.90]But anyway, I better pay homage to my fellas
[03:35.30]And that's what's on my mind and the rhyme, who's next up?
[03:38.30]Mike D, the man of mystery
[03:40.50]History in the makin', and now we're takin'
[03:43.10]Titles, awards, and accolades
[03:45.50]Scarin' the competition as I sharpen my blades
[03:48.10]We come together like peanut butter and sandwiches
[03:50.60]Like pen and paper, like Picasso and canvases
[03:53.60]Rockin' stadiums and shitty bars
[03:55.80]Go back in time, send a fax from my car
[03:58.30]One (one), two (two), three (three)
[04:00.40]Too many rappers and there's still not enough MC's
[04:03.10]It goes three (three), two (two), one (one)
[04:05.40]MCA, Ad-Rock, Mike D, that's how we get it done like
[04:08.80]Ladies and gents attention, Nas in the house
[04:11.60]With Beastie Boys, we can turn it out
[04:13.90]Perpetrators, we can point 'em out
[04:15.60]So if you got somethin' on your mind, let it out