I don’t mean to brag, I don’t mean to boast, but I’m intercontinental when I eat French toast
I want to say a little something that’s long overdue / The disrespect to women has got to be through / To all the mothers and the sisters and the wives and friends / I want to offer my love and respect to the end
RIP MCA
AND LIKE A BOTTLE OF CHATEAUNEUF DU PAPE
I’M FINE LIKE WINE WHEN I START TO RAP
I don’t know this off hand, something from Hello Nasty?
I had a little horsey named Paul Revere
Just me and my horsey and a quart of beer
Riding across the land, kicking up sand
Sheriff’s posse’s on my tail 'cause I’m in demand
I got more stories than J.D.'s got Salinger, I hold the title and you are the challenger
JJR Tolkein: One ring to rule them all, one ring to
Beastie Boys: FIND 'EM
JRR Tolkein: One ring to bring them all, and in the darkness
Beastie Boys: BIND 'EM
Sometimes I like to brag
Sometimes I’m soft spoken
But when I’m in Holland I eat the pannekoeken
I’m a writer, a poet, a genius, I know it, I don’t buy cheeba, I GROW IT
I’ve got more rhymes than I’ve got gray hairs
And that’s a lot because I’ve got my share
been listening to Paul’s Boutique so much recently and this always sticks out to me
also
NO ONE REALLY KNOWS WHAT I’M TALKING ABOUT
YEAH THAT’S RIGHT, MY NAME’S YAUCH
I might stick around or I might be a fad
But I won’t sell my songs for no TV ad
Three Lions on a shirt
Beastie Boys still gleaming
Running from the law, the press and your parents
Is your name Michael Diamond?
Nah, mine’s Clarence
Now I’m Ad Rock, and I shock, and I tick, and I tock
And I can’t stop with the body rock
I’M MIKE D AND I’M BACK FROM THE DEAD
CHILLIN’ ON THE BEACH DOWN IN CLUB MED
Yeah it’s from Body Movin’
Dogs love me cos I’m kraaaazy sniffable
Well, I’m the king of Boggle, there is none higher
I get eleven points off the word ‘quagmire’
Got to do it like this, like Chachi and Joanie
Because she’s the cheese and I’m the macaroni