Beastie Boys - Sure Shot Lyrics
You can't, you won't and you don't stopMike d come on and rock the sure shotI've got the brand new doo-doo guaranteed like yoo hooI'm on like dr john, yea mr zu zuI'm a newlywed, not a divorceeAnd everything i do is funky like lee dorseyWell, it's the taking fo pelham, one, two, threeIf you want a doodoo rhyme then come see meI've got the savior faire with the unique rhyme andI keep it on and on, it's never quitting time andStrictly hand held is the style i goNever rock the mic with the panty hoseI strap on my ear goggles and i'm ready to go'couse at the boards is the man they call the marioPull up at the function and you know i kojakTo all the party people that are on my bozakI've got more action than my man john wooAnd i've got mad hits like i was rod carewYou can't, you won't and you don't stopAd rock come and rock the sure shotHurricane will cross fade on your ass and bust your ear drumsListen everybody 'couse i'm shifting gears i'mFresh like dougie when i set my specs andOn the microphone i come correctTiming like a clock when i'rock the hip hopTop notch is my stock on the soap boxI´ve got more rhymes than i'v got grey hairsAnd that's alot because i've got my shareI've got a hole in my head and there's no one to fix itGot to straighten my thoughts, i'm thinking too much sick shitEveryone just takes and takes, takes, takes, takesI've got to step back, i've got to contemplateI'm like lee perry, i'm veryOn rock the microphone and then i'm goneI'm like vaughn bode, i'm a cheech wizardNever quitting, so won't you listenOh yes indeed, it's fun time'cause you can't, you won't and you don't stopMca come and rock the sure shotI want to say a little something that's long overdueThe disrespect to women has got to be throughTo all the mothers and sisters and the wives and friendsI want to offer my love and respect to the endWell you say i´m twenty something and should be slackingBut i´m working harder than ever and you could call it mackingSo i´m supposed to sit upon my couch watching my t.v.I'm still iistening to wax, i'm not using the cdI'm that kid in the cornerAll *****ed up and i wanna so i'm gonnaTake a piece of the pie, why not, i'm not quittingThink i'm gonna change up my style just to fit inI keep my underwear up with a piece of elasticI use a bullshit mic that's made out of plasticTo send my rhymes out to all nationsLike ma bell, i've got the ill communications(chorus)
