Alive - Beastie Boys LYRICS

We got rhyme selections in a wide array
J'ai des bons bons pour vous mangez
The party people scream, "oui oui, c'est vrai"
'Cause I got a remote for my bidet
A-d-r-o-c-k
I use the microphone like Picasso used clay
Down with freckles from around the way
Peace to Bambata and Jazzy Jay
I rock on the mic from here to Bombay
I give it my best and say come what may
'Cause everybody's got their dues to pay
I'm looking sideways like my man Pele
Gettin on like Ali boom ba yay
So fed up with racism today
Time to speak up and not turn away
Make the sun shine when it's cloudy and gray

Dip dip dive so-socialize
Open up your ears and clean out your eyes
If you learn to love you're in for a suprise
It could be nice to be alive

I'm taking doody rhymes to a brand new height
I shine on the mic like UltraBrite
Created a monster with these rhymes I write
Goatee metal rap please say goodnight
Now here's a little something that you might not like
My dj's name is Mix Master Mike
It's a real pity that you people got to bite
But I could understand because he sounds so nice
Reading you the news cause I'm Country Mike
Use a microphone like Shazam uses tights
Try to keep clear of that hate and spite
So I keep my mind still like the still of night
Now who in the world do you want to fight
It's against the system that we should unite
Homophobics ain't alright
If you larn to love then you might love life

Dip dip dive so-socialize
Open up your ears and clean out your eyes
If you learn to love you're in for a suprise
It could be nice to be alive

Now you can shuffle numbers but facts is facts
So many billionaires while so many lack
So before the poor decide to react
Come on party people and share up your stacks
Now I'm a break it down to the brass tacks
Do the Biz Mark dance and the cabbage patch
You try to turn the key but then you broke the latch
Sneak into my files for some rhymes to snatch
I'd like to have a say on the income tax
Don't wanna help build bombs and that's the facts
No money for health care so what's the catch
The man got you locked with no key to the latch
Mike and Adam have got my back
You bring the mic and we'll bring the rap
Turn on the P.A. and rock your shack
Don't smoke cheeba can't stand crack

Dip dip dive so-socialize
Open up your ears and clean out your eyes
If you learn to love you're in for a surprise
It could be nice to be alive