Unite Lyrics - Beastie Boys

Goin' off the hook like Latrell Spreewell 

I've got the ill technique so you know me fe well 

We be kickin bass all up in your face 

And when it comes to beats well I'm the rhythm ace 

Now if you check my pulse it beats skull snaps 

I keep all my rhymes in my Le Sportsac 

So what if I'm a ham and cheese on rye? 

I got to do my thing and that's no lie 

Well ice is cold and fire is hot 

When it comes to competition we've got them locked 

You-N-I-T-E 

A little shout to Ian and little Zoe 

One can wonder why but can't deny 

If we could work it out it would be so fly 

We'll never know unless we try 

So tell me party people what's your Zodiac sign? 

Breakdancers of the world unite 

BBoys of the world unite 

I went inside the deli and my man's like "what?" 

I write the songs that make the whole world suck 

I need to break it down every chance I get 

So "Ssshhh we keep it raw on the set" 

Automation circulation 

This is for the people all around the nations 

I got books with hooks and it looks like rain 

Would someone on the Knicks please drive the lane? 

Now rhymes are montaquilla on a track by us 

I've got to keep my mind clear so I don't bust 

If you got bad breath then maybe try Scope 

And if you wash your ass you best use soap 

People of the world you realize 

We got to get together and harmonize 

I feel I'm comin down with the bugallo flu 

"Explain to me really what doctors must do, I said..." 

Ravers of the world unite 

We're the scientists of sound 

We're mathematically puttin' it down 

When lightning strikes best grab a ground 

Got to get up to get down 

I've got the terminator style with a touch of the tweak 

Technic 1200's I'm known to freak 

I don't like to fight, I don't carry a piece 

I wear permanent press so I'm always creased 

Mike D with the rump shakin' action 

Do it like this for the intergalaction 

I practice asana daily so I'm very flexible 

I'm a Scorpio so you know I'm very sexual 

Shouts to Rach and my brother Matthew 

In money makin' it's how we do 

I be smokin' roaches in the vestibule 

In the next millennium I'll still be old school 

High roller, big baller! 

I call em crullers but you know they're called crawlers! 

We keep it movin' to the broad day light 

BGirls of the world unite alright 

Keep it on and on (x14)