1 ) SURE SHOT (BEASTIE BOYS/DJ HURRICANE/CALDATO)

You can’t, you won’t and you don’t stop

Mike D come and rock the sure shot

I’ve got the brand new doo-doo guaranteed like Yoo Hoo
I’m on like Dr. John, Yea Mr. Zu Zu
I’m a newlywed, not a divorcee
And everything I do is funky like Lee Dorsey
Well, it’s the taking of Pelham, one, two, three
If you want a doodoo rhyme then come see me
I’ve got the savoir faire with the unique rhyme and
I keep it on and on, it’s never quitting time and
Strictly hand held is the style I go
Never rock the mic with the panty hose
I strap on my ear goggles and I’m ready to go
‘Cause at the boards is the man they call the Mario
Pull up at the function and you know I Kojak
To all the party people that are on my Bozack
I’ve got more action than my man John Woo
And I’ve got mad hits like I was Rod Carew


You can’t, you won’t and you don’t stop
Ad Rock come and rock the sure shot


Hurricane will cross fade on your ass and bust your ear drums
Listen everybody ‘cause I’m shifting gears I’m
Fresh like Dougie when I get my specs and
On the microphone I come correct
Timing like a clock when I rock the hip hop
Top notch is my stock on the soap box
I’ve got more rhymes than I’ve got grey hairs
And that’s alot because I’ve got my share
I’ve got a hole in my head and there’s no one to fix it
Got to straighten my thoughts, I’m thinking too much sick shit
Everyone just takes and takes, takes, takes, takes
I’ve got to step back, I’ve got to contemplate
I’m like Lee Perry, I’m very
On rock the microphone and then I’m gone
I’m like Vaughn Bode, I’m a Cheech Wizard
Never quitting, so won’t you listen


Oh yes indeed, it’s fun time
‘Cause you can’t, you won’t and you don’t stop
M.C.A. come and rock the sure shot


I want to say a little something that’s long overdue
The disrespect to women has got to be through
To all the mothers and the sisters and the wives and friends
I want to offer my love and respect to the end
Well you say I’m twenty something and I should be slacking
But I’m working harder than ever and you could call it macking
So I’m supposed to sit upon my couch watching my T.V.
I’m still listening to wax, I’m not using the CD
I’m that kid in the corner
All fucked up and I wanna so I’m gonna
Take a piece of the pie, why not, I’m not quitting
Think I’m gonna change up my style just to fit in
I keep my underwear up with a piece of elastic
I use a bullshit mic that’s made out of plastic
To send my rhymes out to all nations
Like Ma Bell, I’ve got the ill communications

(chorus)
2) TOUGH GUY (BEASTIE BOYS/SMITH)

Butcher me on the court

Too many elbows to report
Now you’re poking me in the eye
Bill Laimbeer Motherfucker, it’s time for you to die

Tough guy, it’s time to check yourself

Dribbling the ball like the Biz can be bad for your health
Tough guy, what you got to prove
Moving like an elephant, that’s your favorite move
Tough guy, your shit is going out

Tough guy

Box me out with your fat ass

Throw me around like a bounce pass
You’ve got a tombstone hangin’ over your dick
Cause a minor earthquake when you throw a moving pick

Tough guy, you think you’re like the Shaq

Keep running around, you’ll catch a heart attack
Tough guy, what are you giving me
The way you’re playing ball, you’ll stop me from living B

Tough guy, Tough guy

Tough guy, you’re shit is weak

Tough guy, you fucking freak
Tough guy, I’ll stick your shit
Tough guy



3) B-BOYS MAKIN’ WITH THE FREAK FREAK (BEASTIE BOYS)

Putting songs together ain’t no puzzle like Yahtzee

Sending this one out to K-Rob and Rahmalzee
Let me introduce myself on this cut
I’m Ad Rock, I’m lit like a motherfuck
Well, I’m brewing up rhymes like I was using a still
I’ve got an old school flow like Mike McGill
‘Cause Yauch’s on the upright, the shit just ain’t funny
Got fat bass lines like Russell Simmons steals money
Got clientele, you know I rock well
And then you’re on my dick because I’m D.F.L.
Yeah, Mike ‘cause playing the bass is my favorite shit
I might be a hack on the stand up but I’m working at it
I get my hair cut correct like Anthony Mason
Then I ride the I.R.T. right up to Penn station
Penn station up on 8th Ave.
Listen all y’all you get the ball bath
He’s got the savoir faire because he’s debonair
Mike D. with the vinyl with the grooves so rare
And the rhymes that we’re kicking are doo doo

Been makin’ with the freak freak, so unique

Been learning from the elders now it’s time to speak
Oh that shit sounds nice
Mike D. come on and get it on y’all
Talking shit about a mile a minute
Put the wax on the table and let the D.J. spin it
Excuse me motherfuckers, can I beg your pardon
I’m gonna see the Knicks at Madison Square Garden
And like the Knicks I got game like I worked at Hasbro
On the mic I bug, like I was Prince Jazzbo
The rhymes are stupid to make you go coo-coo
You can’t sleep ‘cause you’re little Cindy Loo Hoo
Down with the Hurra since the Raising Hell tour
Just listen to his cuts there’s no reason to tell more
Cyndy what I didn’t catch the last one
That shit sounded kinda nice, But bust a fast one
Well I’m not known for my speed raps
SO grab the microphone and cut out the claps
Ah yea, I like that shit is kind of rough
I’ll grab the microphone and fuck it up
I might seem out there, a little deranged
I’ve got to cool off, catch me on the driving range
Well, I’m the ladies’ choice like I was J.J. Evans
Legalize the weed and I’ll say Thank Heavens
I’m talking P.G.A. Pro Tour 2
I’M Dr. Beepers IN MY T.V., in my golfing shoes
Pass me an iron and I’ll bust a chip shot
Then you throw me off the green because I’m strictly hip-hop
I’ll grab the tee, I’ll tee off
I’ll grab the golf clubs and I’m off, I’m Audi- so check me
I’ve got the Timbos on my toes when I’m not on the green
I’ve got the custom made boots with the spikey things
I’m working on my driving ‘cause I’m going pro
I’ve got the funky fly golf gear from head to toe
Yea, the B-Boys makin’ with the freak freak
Mario’s nagging Nonni’s about the pesto pizza
And then he’s on a mission and he’s checking for Peacha

4) BOBO ON THE CORNER (BEASTIE BOYS/BOBO/NISHITA)

(instrumental)

5) ROOT DOWN (BEASTIE BOYS)


I kick it root down
I put my root down
It’s not a put down
I put my foot down
And then I make some love, I put my root down
Like Sweetie Pie by the Stone Alliance
Everybody knows I’m known for dropping science
I’m electric like Dick Hyman
I guess you’d expect to catch the crew rhymin’
Never let you down with the stereo sound
So Mike, get on the mic and turn it out
We’re talking root down, I put my boot down
And if you want to battle me, you’re putting loot down
I said root down, it’s time to scoot down
I’m a step up to the mic in my goose down
Come up representing from the upper west
Money makin’ putting me to the test
Sometimes I feel as though I’ve been blessed
Because I’m doing what I want so I never rest
Well, I’m not coming out goofy
Like the Fruit of the Loom guys
Just strutting like The Meters
With the Look-ka Py Py
‘Cause Downtown Brooklyn is where I was born
But when the snow is falling, then I am gone
You might think that I’m a fanatic
A phone call from Utah and I’m throwing a panic
But we kick it from the root when we break it on down
Jimmy Smith is my man, I want to give him a pound

(chorus)

Ad Rock don’t stop, just get on the mic with the tic and the toc
I’ll fill you to the fuckin’ rim like Brim
I’m walking down your block and you say that’s him

There goes the guy with the funky sound

The Beatsie Boys you know we come to get down
Because I’ve got the flow where I grab my dick
And say Oh my god, that’s the funky shit
So I’m going to pass the mic and cause a panic
The original nasal kid is doing damage
Every morning I took the train to the high street station
Doing homework on the train, what a fucked up situation
On the way back up hearing battle tapes
Through the underground, underneath the sky scrapes
Like Harlem world battles on the Zulu beat show
It’s Kool Moe D vs. Busy Bee There’s one you should know
Enough of that, I just want to give some respect due
M.C.A. grab the mic and Ma Bell will connect you
BOB MARLEY WAS A PROPHET FOR THE FREEDOM FIGHT
“If dancing’ prays to the Lord then I shall feel alright”
It feels good to play a little music
Tears running down my face ‘cause I love to do it
And no one can stop this flow from flowing on
A flow master in disaster with a sound that’s gone
I'll give a little shout out to my dad and mom
For bringing me into this world and so on
(chorus)



6) SABOTAGE (BEASTIE BOYS)



I can’t stand it I know you planned it
But I’m gonna set it straight, this Watergate
I can’t stand rockin’ when I’m in here
Because your crystal ball ain’t so crystal clear
So while you sit back and wonder why
I got this fuckin’ thorn in my side
Oh my, it’s a mirage
I’m tellin’ y’all it’s sabotage


So listen up ‘cause you can’t say nothin’
You’ll shut me down with a push of your button?
But I’m out, and I’m gone
I’ll tell you now I keep it on and on


‘Cause what you see you might not get
And we can bet so don’t you get souped yet
You’re scheming on a thing that’s a mirage
I’m tryin’ to tell you now it’s sabotage


Why; our backs are now against the wall
Listen all of y’all it’s a sabotage


I can’t stand it, I know you planned it
But I’m gonna set it straight this Watergate
I can’t stand rockin’ when I’m in this place
Because I feel disgrace because you’re all in my face
But make no mistakes and switch up my channel
I’m Buddy Rich when I fly off the handle
What could it be, it’s a miracle
You’re scheming on a thing; that’s sabotage

7) GET IT TOGETHER (BEASTIE BOYS/J. DAVIS)



1-2 1-2 Keep it on
Listen to the shit because we kick it until dawn
Listen to the abstract got it going on
Listen to the ladies come on and let me spawn
All your eggs then you go up the river
Listen to the abstract that freaky nigger
I’m Ad Rock and I shock and I tick and I tock
And I can’t stop with the body rock
See I’ve got heart like John Starks
Hitting mad sparks
Pass me the mic
And I’ll be rocking the whole park
I’m the M to the C and to the A and it’s a must
The rhymes that we bust on the topic of lust
And my MOMS is not butt, but fuck it
Let me get down to the rhythm
Yes I’m getting funky and I’m shooting all my jism
Like John Holmes, the X-rated nigger
Listen to the shit ‘cause I am the ill figure
Nobody’s getting any bigger than this


Ad Rock’s down with Ione
Listen to the shit because both of them is boney
Got to do it like this like Chachi and Joanie
Because she’s the cheese and I’m the macaroni
So why all the fight and why all the fuss
Because I ain’t got no dust
Yea, you know I’m getting silly
I’ve got a Grandma Hazel and a Grandma Tilly
Grand Royal Prez and I’m also a member
Born on the cusp in the month of November
I do the Patty Duke in case you don’t remember
Well, I freak a funky beat like the shit was in a blender
Well, I’m long gone word is born
Don’t need a mother fucking fool telling me right from wrong
I don’t think I’m slick nor do I play like I’m hard
But I shall drive the lane like I was Evan Bernard
And I’ve been working on my game because life is taxing
Got to get it together and see what’s happening


I go one two like my name was Biz Mark
But I had to do the shit just let me embark
On the lyric and the noun and the verb
Let’s kick the shit off ‘cause yo, I’m not the herb
Well, it’s not the herb but the spice with the flavor to spare
The moog with the funk for your derriere
While we’re on that topic, yes, I’d like to mention
When it comes to boning I’m representing
Spacing, zoning, talking’ on the phone and
My brain is roaming and I don’t know where it’s going
Talking lots of shit a little tweaking on the weekend
I’ve got to get him by the reigns because I know that I’m freaking
WEll, I’m a funky skull and I’m a Scorpio
And when I get my flow I’m Dr. on the go
So Q-Tip, what you on the mic for
Because I had to talk about the times that I rhyme
And when the M.C.s come in my face, I’m like mace
Because I back them off with the quills
Nigger ‘cause I tell you, Nigger ‘cause I’ll keep you under prills
Resting on nine one one sixteenth ave
Off of Farmer’s Boulevard
I’m from Manhattan, M.C.A.’s from Brooklyn
Yea, M.C.A., your shit be cooking
Praying Mantis on the court and I can’t be beat
So, Yo Tip, what’s up with the boots on your feet
I’ve got the Timbos on the toes and this is how it goes
Oh one two, oh my god
One two, oh my god, I’ve got some shit
I’ve got the kung fu grip behind my green trap kit
Never ever ever smoking crack
Never ever ever fucking wack
I eat the fuckin’ pineapple Now & Laters
Listen to me now, don’t listen to me later
Fuck it ‘cause I know I didn’t make it fuckin’ rhyme for real
But, yo, technically I’m as hard as steel
Gonna get it together, watch it, gonna get it together Ma Bell
I’m like Ma Bell, I’ve got the ill communications
8) SABROSA (BEASTIE BOYS/BOBO/NISHITA)

(instrumental)



9) THE UPDATE (BEASTIE BOYS/CALDATO/NISHITA)



I can hear the trumpets blowing screaming out the end of time
Look around and listen and you’ll see every sign
The waters are polluted as the forests are cut down
Bombing and drilling deep below the ground
Check the prophecies from around the world
And look around now as it all unfurls
Look into yourself and see what goes on
Get a feeling in your heart of the right from wrong
Because the Mother Earth needs to be respected
Been far too long that she’s been neglected
Race against race, such a foolish waste
It’s like cutting off your nose to spite your face
And at the end of the wars, what was the cost
It’s clear that the earth was the one who lost
We are one with her as she is one with us
It’s unreal how she is treated so unjust
As our planet grows smaller each and every day
Everyone affecting everyone in every way
We’re all citizens of the world community
All here together and we’re searching for unity
Over the years, I’ve grown and changed so much
Things I know now years ago, I couldn’t touch
There are things I’ve done that I wouldn’t do again
But I’m glad that I did ‘cause I’ve learned from them
I just try to stay present right here, right now
No worries, no fears and without any doubts It’s about time
‘Cause in these times, these changing times
A transition is occurring and I am not blind
As the pendulum swings a new age we enter
And with every swing, it draws closer to the center
Yes the storm before the calm and the wars that lead to love
Things must run their course so we push and we shove
But we’re here to work it out in one way or another
To find a mutual respect for ourselves and one another
And the true key is a trust in self
For when I trust myself, I fear no one else
I took control of my life, just as anyone can
I want everyone to see it’s in the palm of your hand
The past is gone, the future yet unborn
But right here and now is where it all goes on
I know we can fix it and it’s not too late
I give respect to King and his nonviolent ways
I dream and I hope and I won’t forget
Someday I’m going to visit on a free Tibet
Someday I’m going to see us all joined as one
And it would be too bad to blow it up before we’re done
‘Cause we long behind the rage learning from the pain
The love behind the tension, like the sun behind the rain
I’m sending loving light to all that is
To all creation and the life we live
I’m not preaching bull shit, just speaking my mind
‘Cause I’m here now and it’s about time

10) FUTTERMAN’S RULE (BEASTIE BOYS/NISHITA)

“When two are served, you may begin to eat”

- Gene FuTTerman
1 1) ALRIGHT HEAR THIS (BEASTIE BOYS)

Because I grab a microphone and I pick it up

And then I fuck it up and then I turn it in
And then I turn it out,got the body rockin’ sound
And THEN you KNOW I’m gonna Get down and
Eat a Scooby snack and take a disco nap
Because I’m shopping at Sears, ‘cause I don’t buy at the Gap
Sending this one out to all the funky inspirations
Pretty Purdie on the drums with the beat relations
Well, I’m working on rhymes, they’re coming line by line
Trying to put what I feel into word and rhyme
I’ve got a feeling coming on, I’ve got to make some shit
A little something stupid, for the twisted and sick
Because I drive like a maniac on the streets
And I don’t give a fuck ‘cause I’ve got the beats
Got my nuts swingin’ from left to right and
Right to left and I’m death defying


(Chorus)



I spin my fortune on a wheel like Sajak

Here’s the payback keep going strong like since the way back
I try to be myself but I lose track
‘Cause the shit gets complicated now I’ve got to get back
As we learn to breed love for one another
In these times of melding cultures
I give respect for what’s been borrowed and lent
I know this music comes down from African descent
Because I don’t need a magic potion
Let me talk about back field in motion
My girls got cheeks for weeks and I’m happy
You know I’m a sneak like my old grand pappy
I gotta give thanks to my man Archie Shepp
For staying true to inspiration and I don’t half step
So I kick out the jams and tell you who I am
And I talk to the people like Les McCann


(Chorus)



I ask God for a rhyme or two

A little something for the wise as well as the fool
A little something to affect a little taste of change
For the together and the strong as well as the deranged
I’ll do you right like Booby Knight
And then I’m rapping on the mic to the Broadway light
Stomp my hands, I clap my feet and 

I’m bugging off Yusef Lateef
I got a match to my ass and I’m a keep it lit
I need to get some cash, call my accountant Britt
I’m rushing around town taking care of my functions
Always got one more thing so forget about punction
We create this world and the problems that go on
Create our lives and the things that go wrong
So TO the deaf, the blind, look around and listen
To what it is you want and for what you’re wishing

(Chorus)

12) EUGENE’S LAMENT (BEASTIE BOYS/BOBO/GORE/NISHITA)

(instrumental)
13) FLUTE LOOP (BEASTIE BOYS/CALDATO)
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 you know I’m mad spunky and I’m making cash
I’ve got sex rhymes like Victoria’s got secrets
To all you porno peepers who are trying to peep this
I’m like Al Goldstein, I’m all about screwing
Lead my team to sixty wins like my man Pat Ewing
Like getting shot out the barrel of a wave
Like Virgin Pow on the peaks of A.K.
Like a sound that goes to the depths of the soul
Well that’s the feeling that I make my goal
A little wine with my dinner so I’m the grape ape
I feel like a winner when I make a mix tape
Because I get ill when I’m on the pause button
And I get my fill and you can’t say nothing
More soul on this train then Don Cornelious
Got the mad subwoofer pumping bass for your anus
Just getting on the mic at the monthly function
Wires hitting switches connecting at the junction
Perlman’s got beats and it ain’t no secret
Dante found his shit but you know he freaked it
And so the story goes on and on
Down in S.D. 50 ‘till the early morning


14) DO IT (beastie boys/hall/nishita/caldato)

(Chrous)


Like the black birds I’m a do it fluid
Building rhymes like buildings, like a Stonehenge druid
Step up and get enlightened, educating my mind
I play the tape forward, it’s not time to rewind
Step inside the mother fucker and I get my flow on
Amalgamating styles so I’ve got something to grow on
Season’s change when it comes their time
Fall brings the winter and on back to springtime
Well, it’s the King Ad Rock and that’s who I am
Listen all of y’all I’m not the Son of Sam
‘Cause I’m thin and I don’t grin and I’m not a grinner
But check it out people ‘cause I love to go and swim
Caught up on the phone fiber optic distraction
Information super highway got the brain contraction
I’m the Kung Fu master vs. the Sumo wrestler
Got the beats in Manhatten you can hear in Westchester
Well, my mother was born out in Coney Island
Raised on the L.E.S. Manhatten Island
My dad came out from Detroit and they had me
And back on through Ellis Island goes through the family tree
Well, I’m a six point seven on the richter scale
I’ve got rhymes gallot and then I never fail
Like gravy to potatos, Luke to Darth Vader
I’m a souped up sucker and I’ll see you all later


(Chorus)



You see me coming down the block with the funky cuts
You say Mike D. and I say mic these nuts
I’ve got attractions like I’m Elvis Costello
Adam Yauch grab the mic ‘cause you know you’re my mellow
Well when I get it into the zone
I’m gonna take my mind to a place where it’s all one
My shit is on and the rhyme style’s kicking
My brain is flowing honest like Abe Lincoln
‘Cause I’m the fuckin’ rhythm ace with the rhyme selection
Listen all y’all I rap with perfection
Because I got the mother fuckin’ old school flavor
That you savor so watch your behavior
Talking other dimensions, levels higher
Why did Billy Joel say “We didn’t start the fire”
Take you to another realm, another level
I’ve got the funky rhymes but I’m not the funky devil
I step from minute to minute, lifetime to lifetime
Step from stage to stage to see it all unwind
Slowly but surely I seek to find my mind
And every wall that I face is of my own design
Glendale Boulevard Boulevard
Glendale Boulevard is where I’m at
It’s where I’m at, where I live
Check it out because my head is like a siv and we turn it out

(Chorus)



15) RICKY’S THEME (beastie boys/bobo/nishita)

(instrumental)

16) HEART ATTACK MAN (beastie boys/smith)



Drink a six pack and then you play some ball
Walking down the stairs and then he starts to fall
Add on two joints and he starts to sweat
Two hundred seventy five pounds that you can’t forget


Heart attack, heart attack man
Spend all your money on your health insurance plan
Heart attack, heart attack man
Keep on getting bigger because you know that you can


Why do you force yourself on top of that girl
Laugh with all your buddies because it’s a man’s man’s world
Someday that shit will come back to you
You’ve been throwing your weight around and your shit is through


Heart attack, heart attack man
Going nowhere, got no master plan
Heart attack, heart attack man
Heart attack
(mosh part)

Weighs in at two seventy five

My man is lucky to be alive
Smokin’ and drinkin’ too
The Heart attack man is gonna be running over you
Got no god damn respect
Had to put the big big bitch In check


Heart attack, heart attack man
Lungs full of tar and a stomach full of Spam
Heart attack, heart attack man
Time to change your ways, heart attack man



17) THE SCOOP (beastie boys/caldato)




I don’t get blind most of the time I don’t drink wine
I took a sledge hammer and I broke my nine
Because my life is mine, Word is born 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
Beause I’m back with another track in which you lack
‘Cause things is wack and that’s a fact
Beause I’m on time, you’re shouting rewind
You know it’s Ad Rock 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
I 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
Balance out my ambition’s what I’ve got to do


Because you hide in broad day light, a parasite
A hypocrite, you take a peek quick
You turn your nose up, 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
Don’t sit around waiting for someone’s help
Don’t sit back and say good enough
Keep on striving, reinventing but keeping it off the cuff
So kick the level up Cuhootnified
Mackadocious vibes positively fortified
I’m throwing rhymes down kicking them downtown
Traveling high speed through the underground
I kick it free style, make it worth your while
I’ve got shelves of rhymes that I keep on file
I’m feeling good now back home again
New York City is the city that I feel at home in


A blast off from Grasshoff awhile it’s been
Stepping into the future again
I’m straight from 88 to 93 to 94, 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-grrrl 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 did 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’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 a little black book
And I know you want to take another look



18) SHAMBALA (beastie boys/bobo/NIshita)


(instrumental)


19) BODHISATTVA VOW (beastie boys/caldato)

As I develop the awakening mind

I praise the BuddHAs as they shine
I bow before you as I travel my path
To join your ranks, I make my full time task
For the sake of all beings I seek
The enlightened mind that I know I’ll reap
Respect to Shantideva and all the others
Who brought down the Dharma for sisters and brothers
I give thanks for this world as a place to learn
And for this human body that I’m glad to have earned
And my deepest thanks to all sentient beings
For without them there would be no place to learn what I’m seeing
There’s nothing here that’s not been said before
But I put it down now so that I’ll be sure
To solidify my own views
And I’ll be glad if it helps anyone else out too


If others disrepect me or give me flack
I’ll stop and think before I react
Knowing that they’re going through insecure stages
I’ll take the opportunity to exercise patience
I’ll see it as a chance to help the other person
Nip it in the bud before it can worsen
A chance for me to be strong and sure
As I think on the Buddhas who have come before
As I praise and respect the good they’ve done
Knowing only love can conquer hate in every situation
We need other people in order to create
The circumstances for the learning that we’re here to
generate
Situations that bring up our deepest fears
So we can work to release them until they’re cleared
Therefore, it only makes sense
To thank our enemies despite their intent


The Bodhisattva path is one of power and strength
A strength from within to go the length
Seeing others are as important as myself
I strive for a happiness of mental wealth
With the interconnectedness that we share as one
Every action that we take affects everyone
So in deciding for what a situation calls
There is a path for the good for all
I try to make my every action for that highest good
With the altruistic wish to achieve Buddhahood
So I pledge here before everyone who’s listening
To try to make my every action for the good of all beings
For the rest of my lifetimes and even beyond
I vow to do my best to do no harm
And in times of doubt I can think on the Dharma
And the enlightened ones who’ve graduated samsara



20) TRANSITIONS (beastie boys/nishita)

(instrumental)
BOUNUS DISC:
1 ) Root Down (Free Zone Mix) (M. Diamond/A. Horovitz/A. Yauch)
Remixed by The Prunes P1995 Capitol Records, LLC.
2) Resolution Time (M. Diamond/A. Horovitz/A. Yauch)
P1994 Capitol Records, LLC.
3) Get It Together (Buck-Wild Remix) (M. Diamond/A. Horovitz/A. Yauch/J. Davis)
Remixed by Buck-Wild for Still Diggin’ Productions P1994 Capitol Records, LLC.
4) Dope Little Song (M. Diamond/A. Horovitz/A. Yauch)
P1994 Capitol Records, LLC.
5) Sure Shot (European B-Boy Mix) (M. Diamond/A. Horovitz/A. Yauch/W. Fite/
M. Caldato, Jr./J. Steig) Remixed by The Prunes P1994 Capitol Records, LLC.
6) Heart Attack Man (Unplugged) (M. Diamond/A. Horovitz/A. Yauch/
M. Nishita/A. Smith) Recorded at G-Son Studios, Atwater Village, CA
P1995 Capitol Records, LLC.
7) The Vibes (M. Diamond/A. Horovitz/A. Yauch/M. Nishita)
P1994 Capitol Records, LLC.
8) Atwater Basketball Association file No. 172-C (M. Diamond/A. Horovitz/
A. Yauch) P2009 Capitol Records, LLC.
9) Heart Attack Man (Live) (M. Diamond/A. Horovitz/A. Yauch/A. Smith)
Recorded live in Europe, winter 1995 P1995 Capitol Records, LLC.
10) The Maestro (Live) (M. Diamond/A. Horovitz/A. Yauch)
Recorded live in Europe, winter 1995. Contains elements of “Sardines”
written by S. Harrison, M. Strong, S. Watkins, V. Powell, D. Ingram, M. Gray,
R. Smith, D. Baker, E. Holton. Published by Universal Music Corp. (BMI).
Used By Permission. All Rights Reserved. P1995 Capitol Records, LLC.
1 1) Mullet Head (M. Diamond/A. Horovitz/A. Yauch)
P1994 Capitol Records, LLC.
12) Sure Shot (European B-Boy Instrumental) (M. Diamond/A. Horovitz/
A. Yauch/W. Fite/M. Caldato, Jr./J. Steig) Remixed by The Prunes P1994
Capitol Records, LLC.
Tracks 1, 9 and 10 are taken from the Root Down EP (#33603, 1995)
Tracks 2, 3 and 4 are taken from the Sabotage/Get It Together
12” single (#58171, 1994)
Tracks 5, 7 and 1 1 are taken from the Sure Shot 12” single (#58226, 1994)
A percentage of the proceeds from “Alright Hear This,” “Shamabala”
and “Bodhisattva Vow” will go to a not-for-profit
Fender Jazz, Zelinger and Acoustic uprights: MC Adam Yauch
Trap kits: Mike D
Guitar: Adrock
Keyboard Money Mark: What else
Percussion: Eric Bobo
Hardcore beats on “Heart Attack Man” and “Tough Guy”: Amery Smith
Violin on his own lament: Eugene Gore
Q-Tip appears courtesy of Jive Records
Biz MarkiE APPEARS COURTESY OF HIS OWN DAMN SELF
Engineer: Mario Caldato, Jr.
Produced by: Beastie Boys & Mario Caldato, Jr.
Recorded & Mixed at: G-Son Studios, with the parquet floor,
Atwater Village, CA. and Tin Pan Alley, New York, N.Y.
(assistant engineer SeTtley)
Sequenced at Bundy’s Playhouse
Mastered at Futuredisc by Tom Baker
Remastered by Beastie Boys and Chris Athens at Sterling Sound, NYC
Management: John Silva AND “OLD SCHOOL RON” for Gold Mountain
Entertainment
COVER PHOTO BY BRUCE DAVIDSON All OTHER photos by Ari Marcopoulos
INSIDE PAINTING BY ALEX GREY
DesIGN: GIBRAN EVANS
Inspiration Provided By:
Sure Shot: Contains a sample from “The Funny Side of Moms Mabley”
recording courtesy of MCA Records, Inc.; and embodies portions of the
composition “Howlin’ For Judy” (J. Steig) published by EMI Deshon Music,
Inc. (BMI), performed by Jeremy Steig, courtesy of Blue Note Records, a
division of Capitol Records, Inc.
Root Down: contains samples from “Root Down (And Get It)”
(J. Smith) published by Jimmy’s Music and performed by Jimmy Smith under
license from Polygram Special Markets, a division of Polygram Group
Distribution, Inc.
Get It Together: Contains samples from “Headless Heroes
(E. McDaniels) published by Lonport Music (BMI), performed by Eugene
McDaniels, courtesy of Atlantic Recording Corporation,
by arrangement with Warner Special Products.
The Update: Contains a sample from “Children of the Earth Flames”
performed by John Klemmer, courtesy of MCA Records, Inc.
ALRIGHT HEAR THIS: CONTAINS EXCERPTS FROM “GRAFFITI ROCK” PERFORMED BY
MICHAEL HOLMAN, COURTESY OF MICHAEL HOLMAN.
Flute Loop: contains elements from “Flute Thing” (Al Kooper) published
by Unichappell Music, Inc., Sea-Lark Entertainment and Six Continents Music
(BMI). All rights administered by Unichappell Music, Inc. All rights reserved.
Used by permission. “Flute Thing” performed by The Blues Project, under
license from Polygram Special Markets, a division of Polygram Group
Distribution, Inc.; and contains a sample from “Craps (After Hours)”
performed by Richard Pryor, courtesy of Richard Pryor.
The Scoop: Contains a sample from “Jacob’s Ladder” (C. Walton, Jr.)
published by Vernita Music (BMI) and performed by Cedar Walton, Jr.,
courtesy of Columbia Records; and contains samples from “Atma-
Tomorrow” performed by Michael Urbaniak’s Fusion, courtesy of Columbia
Records; and contains samples from “I Know I Could Love You Better”
performed by The Free Movement, courtesy of Columbia Records; and
contains samples from “Tough” (J. Moore, L. Smith, R. Ford & R. Simmons)
published by Neutral Gray Music, Original J.B. Music, Funkgroove Music
& Rushgroove Music (ASCAP) and performed by Kurtis Blow, under
license from Polygram Special Markets, a division of Polygram Group
Distribution.
All samples cleared by Pat Shannahan at My Forte
remastered editiOn
TRACK LIST: Bonus Tracks:
1 ) Sure Shot 1 1 ) Alright Hear This 1 ) Root Down 7 ) The Vibes
(Free Zone Mix)
2) Tough Guy 12) Eugene’s Lament (remixed by the prunes) 8) Atwater Basketball
Association file No. 172-C
3) B-Boys Makin’ With 13) Flute Loop 2) Resolution Time
The Freak Freak 9) Heart Attack Man
14) Do It 3) Get It Together (Live)
4) Bobo On The Corner (Buck-Wild Remix)
15) Ricky's Theme 10) The Maestro
5) Root Down 4) Dope Little Song (Live)
16) Heart Attack Man
6) Sabotage 5) Sure Shot 1 1 ) Mullet Head
17 ) The Scoop (European B-Boy Mix)
7 ) Get It Together (remixed by the prunes) 12) Sure Shot
18) Shambala (European B-Boy Instrumental)
8) Sabrosa 6) Heart Attack Man (remixed by the prunes)
19) Bodhisattva Vow (Unplugged)
9) The Update (Previously Unreleased)
20) Transitions
10) Futterman's Rule

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