Lyrics Beastie Boys – No Sleep ‘Til Brooklyn
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No sleep ’til…
Brooklyn!
Foot on the pedal never ever false metal
Engine running hotter than a boiling kettle
City to city I’m running my rhymes
On location
Touring around the nation
Beastie Boys always on vacation
Itchy trigger finger but a stable turntable
I do what I do best because I’m illing and able
Ain’t no faking
Your money I’m taking
Going coast to coast to watch all the girlies shaking
While you’re at the job working nine to five
The Beastie Boys at the Garden cold kickin’ it live
No sleep ’til
Another plane another train
Another bottle in the brain
Another girl another fight
Another drive all night
Our manager’s crazy he always smokes dust
He’s got his own room at the back of the bus
Tour around the world you rock around the clock
Plane to hotel girls on the jock
Trashing hotels like it’s going out of style
Getting paid along the way ’cause it’s worth your while
Four on the floor Ad-Rock’s out the door
M.C.A.’s in the back ’cause he’s skeezin’ with a whore
We got a safe in the trunk with money in a stack
White boys got more rhymes
No sleep ’til
No sleep ’til Brooklyn
No sleep ’til Brooklyn
Ain’t seen the light since we started this band
So, M.C.A. get on the mic my man
Born and bred in Brooklyn, U.S.A
They call me Adam Yauch but I’m M.C.A
Like a lemon to a lime a lime to a lemon
I sip the def ale with all the fly women
Limos, arenas, and TV shows
Autograph, pictures and classy hos
Step off homes get out of my way
Taxing little girlies from here to L.A
Waking up before I get to sleep
‘Cause I’ll be rocking this party eight days a week
No sleep ’til
No sleep ’til Brooklyn
No sleep ’til Brooklyn
No sleep ’til Brooklyn
No sleep ’til Brooklyn
No sleep ’til Brooklyn
No sleep ’til Brooklyn
No sleep ’til Brooklyn
No sleep ’til Brooklyn
No sleep ’til Brooklyn
No sleep ’til Brooklyn
Album
Beastie Boys – Beastie Boys - Licensed To Ill
