The Scoop Lyrics - Ill Communication - Beastie Boys

I don't get blind, I don't drink wine 

I went and took a sledgehammer and I broke my nine 

Because my life is mine, word is bond I rhyme 

And every day I write the book down line by line 

I'm feeling good when I do it like this 

So come on and turn it up because you can't resist 

Because I'm back with another track in which you lack 

'Cause things is wack and that's a fact 

Because I'm on time, you're shouting rewind 

You know it's Adrock that's blowing your mind 

My shit is rough and you know it is (so damn tough!) 

I'm getting intense, not talking nonsense 

I made up my mind, not sitting on the fence 

I don't always know the right from the wrong 

Do my best to figure it out and work it out in the long 

I try to do a lot, more than I can chew 

I balance out my ambitions what I got to do 

Check it, better believe it y'all 

Check it, better believe it y'all 

This is rough and tough 

'Cause you hide in broad day light, a parasite 

A hypocrite, you take a peek quick 

You turn your nose up (what), you think you're high up 

You play it real safe and now your shit's fake 

I seen you hawking and then you clock my style 

And then you try to play it off like you think you're wild 

D.I.Y., that means do it yourself 

I don't sit around waitin' for someone's help 

I don't sit back and say "Good enough" 

I keep on striving, reinventing, keepin' it off the cuff 

So I kick the level up cahoot-ified 

Mackadocius vibes, positively fortified 

I'm throwing rhymes down, kickin' them downtown 

Traveling high speed through the underground 

I kick it freestyle, make it worth your while 

I've got shelves of rhymes that I keep on file 

I'm feeling good now, back home again 

Well, New York City is the city that I feel at home in 

A blast from the Grasshoff, awhile it's been 

Stepping into the future again 

Uh, and now I'm straight from eighty-eight 

To ninety-three, to ninety-four, I'm out the door 

Step into the party with the Fila fresh gear 

People looking at me like I was David Koresh here 

Kicking rhymes from the heart cause that's where I'm at 

Fuck the bullshit, be it far from me to pop that 

In the search for truth, I go a lot of ways 

There's not a lot of peace that I find these days 

I try to stay cool, I try to stay calm 

But my life is getting hectic like a smoke bomb 

So I'll say it like the group Huggy Bear 

There's a boy-girl revolution of which you should be aware 

You can't dis me, it ain't worth it, B 

You put yourself down and you don't even see 

'Cause I don't play that, I know who I am 

For a minute I didn't but now I'm back again 

I'm feeling strong, see, trust myself, G 

Well, I stopped smoking cheeba and that was part of the key 

We, we, we've got fire, we need water 

There ain't no water, so I guess I ought to 

Leave you broke in a comatose state of mind 

And I'm blind and I'm working overtime, so check it 

I keep my rhymes in my little black book 

And I know you wanna take another look