Crazy Ass Shit - Beastie Boys

Cat scans, honorary degrees

Rhymes fresh pressed like eighty-three Lees

«You can’t stop you’ve got to keep on»

«Keep, keep-keep-keep, keep-keep on»

«You can’t stop you’ve got to keep on»

Well that’s all I got, except I just got…

Touchin all my nails when my feets in the cab (cab)

I am but her past is bad (bad)

All you perfect bums that are into crabs (crabs)

Come take a shower and wash that ass

Rock non-stop in the New York City (City)

Got the heat on the mic lookin so damn pretty (pretty)

Sittin by me well it must feel shitty (shitty)

The real thing to say — here it goes — tough titty!

I got my rhymes in the picture and it’s time to floor (floor)

I’m at the two and I’m screamin four (four)

Get into your party as I declare war (war)

I’m gonna feed this hunger that smile like a dinosaur

«You can’t stop you’ve got to keep on»

«Keep, keep-keep-keep, keep-keep on»

«You can’t stop you’ve got to keep on»

«Keep, keep-keep-keep, keep-keep on»

«You can’t stop you’ve got to keep on»

«On and on, to the break of dawn»