Alive Lyrics - Singles - Beastie Boys

(Mike D) 

We got rhyme selections in a wide array 

J'ai des bons bons pour vous mangez 

The party people scream oui oui, see'est vrai 

'Cause I got a remote for my bidet 

(Adrock) 

A-d-are-o-see-k 

I use the microphone like Picasso used clay 

Down with freckles from around the way 

Peace to Bambata and Jazzy Jay 

(MCA) 

I rock on the mic from here to Bombay 

I give it my best and say come what may 

'Cause everybody's got their dues to pay 

I'm looking side ways like my man Pele 

(Mike D) 

Getting on like Ali boom ba yay 

So fed up with racism today 

Time to speak up and not turn away 

Make the sun shine when it's cloudy and gray 

(chorus) 

Dip dip dive so socialize 

Open up your ears and clean out your eyes 

If you learn to love your in for a surprise 

It could be nice to be alive 

(Adrock) 

I'm taking doody rhymes to a brand new height 

I shine on the mic like UltraBright 

Created a monster with these rhymes I write 

Goatee metal rap please say goodnight 

(MCA) 

Now here's a little something you may not like 

My dj's name is Mix Master Mike 

It's a real pity that you people got to bite 

But I could understand because he sounds so nice 

(Mike D) 

Reading you the news cause I'm Country Mike 

Use a microphone like Shazam uses tights 

Try to keep clear of that hate and spite 

So I keep my mind still like the still of night 

(Adrock) 

Now who in the world do you want to fight? 

It's agianst the system we should unite 

Homophobics ain't alright 

If you learn to love then you might love life 

(chorus) 

(MCA) 

Now you can shuffle numbers but facts is facts 

So many billionares while so many lack 

So before the poor decide to react 

Come on party people and share up your stacks 

(Mike D) 

Now I'm a break it down to the brass tacks 

Do the Biz Mark and the cabbage patch 

You try to turn the key but then you broke the latch 

Sneak into my files for some rhymes to snatch 

(Adrock) 

I'd like to have a say on the income tax 

Don't want to help build bombs and that's the facts 

No money for health care so what's the catch? 

The man got you locked with the keys to the latch 

(MCA) 

Mike and Adam have got my back 

You bring the mics and we'll bring the raps 

Turn on the P.A. and rock your shack 

Don't smoke cheeba can't stand crack 

(chorus)