Songtexte: Beastie Boys. Ill Communication. Flute Loop.

"I Ain't Goin' No Place, Move Me..."

Give It Up And You Don't Quit
Like That Ya'll Pop Some More Shit

So So So Just Sit Back And Max And Relax
Off Tracks That I Kick "Come On" And Give It Up 'Cause
I Get Funky Like Diaper Rash And nah
You Know I'm Mad Spunky And I'm Making Cash
Well I Got Sex Rhymes Like Victoria Got Secrets
To All You Porno Peepers Who Are Trying To Peep This
I'm Like Al Goldstein And I'm All About Screwing
Lead My Team To Sixty Wins Like My Man Pat Ewing
Like Gettin' Shot Out The Barrel Of A Wave
Like Virgin Pow On The Peaks Of A.K.
Like A Sound That To The Depths Of The Soul
Well That's The Feeling That I Make My Goal

"Music To Rock The Nation"
"Music To Rock The Nation"

Ah.. Ah.. Ah Check It Out Ah Leave It Out..

A Little Wine With My Dinner So I'm The Grape Ape
I Feel Like A Winner When I Make A Mix Tape
'Cause I Get Ill When I'm On The Pause Button
And Then I Get My Fill And Now You Can't Say Nothin'
More Soul On This Train Then Don Cornelious
Got The Mad Subwoofer Pumpin' Bass For Your Anus
Just Getting On The Mic At The Monthly Function
The Wires Hitting Switches Connecting At The Junction
Well Perlman's Got Beats And It Ain't No Secret
Dante Found His Shit And You Know He Freaked It
And So The Story Goes On And On
Down In S.D. 50 'til the Early Morning

"Music To Rock The Nation"
"Music To Rock The Nation"