Finger Lickin Good (Cheesey Remix)
So Mike D What's Up? Yo Yauch What's Up? Come On Mike Let's
Tear It Up Hear No Evil See No Evil Talking No Bullshit So Many
Damn People Are So Damn Full Of It Keyboard Money Mark You
Know He's Not Having It Just Give Him Some Wood And He'll Build
You A Cabinet I'm Convinced That Vince Is Ripping Me Off I Think It's
His Girdle That's Tipping Me Off Mike D's Out Back And He's Growing
Onions I've Got Bigger Buns Than My Man Paul Bunyon's I've Been
Going Nuts Gettin' All Cooped Up Fully Hermitizing But Now I'm
Getting Souped Up It's Time To Turn The Page To A Brand New
Chapter Setting My Sights And You Know What I'm After I'll Be In
The Paper The News With Ernie Ernesto They'll Even Print My
Recipe For Pasta With Pesto Now Here's Another Special Of The Day
I've Got More Spice Than The Frugal Gourmet
Well Mike D What Got For Me Show These Good People What It
Means To Be D Well They Call Me Mike D With The Mad Man Style I Put
The Mic Up To My Lips And I Can Scream For A While Created A Sound
At Which Many Were Shocked I've Got A Million Ideas That I Ain't
Even Rocked I've Got The Light Bulb Flashing At The Top Of My Head
Never Wake Up On The Wrong Side Of The Bed You're An Idea Man
Not A Yes Man With A Point To Make You're Bound To Take A Stand
'Cause I'm Pete The Puma Minnie The Moocher Got Every Type Of
Flavor That Will Suit Ya You Know The Bass Is Real Fat Because It's
Gotta Be Like That A Snare On The Funky Tin And A Taste Of The High Hat
Yo Yauch What's Up? Mike D What's Up? Come On Yauch, Let's Tear
It Up I Could Catch A Groove Like A Flash In The Dark Grab A Hold Of
Your Attention Like A Thief In The Park 'Cause I Can Fl
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Finger Lickin' Good
It's finger licken, finger licken good y'all
Finger licken, finger licken good y'all
So mike d what's up? yo yauch what's up?
Come on mike let's tear it up
Hear no evil see no evil talking no bullshit
So many damn people are so damn full of it
Keyboard money mark you know he's not having it
Just give him some wood and he'll build you a cabinet
I'm convinced that vince is ripping me off
I think it's his girdle that's tipping me off
Mike d's out back and he's growing onions
I've got bigger buns than my man paul bunyon's
I've been going nuts gettin' all cooped up
Fully hermitizing but now i'm getting souped up
It's time to turn the page to a brand new chapter
Setting my sights and you know what i'm after
I'll be in the paper the news with ernie ernesto
They'll even print my recipe for pasta with pesto
Now here's another special of the day
I've got more spice than the frugal gourmet
Well mike d what got for me
Show these good people what it means to be d
Well they call me mike d with the mad man style
I put the mic up to my lips and i can scream for a while
Created a sound at which many were shocked
I've got a million ideas that i ain't even rocked
I've got the light bulb flashing at the top of my head
Never wake up on the wrong side of the bed
You're an idea man not a yes man
With a point to make you're bound to take a stand
'cause i'm pete the puma minnie the moocher
Got every type of flavor that will suit ya
You know the bass is real fat because it's gotta be like that
A snare on the funky tin and a taste of the high hat
Yo yauch what's up? mike d what's up?
Come on yauch, let's tear it up
I could catch a groove like a flash in the dark
Grab a hold of your attention like a thief in the park
'cause i can flip a rhyme off the tip of my tongue
Switching up the rhythm like the rhyme's a piece of chewing gum
Now i might chew but i don't bite
My ideas are mine when i begin to write
In my sleep i'll be thinking 'bout beats
And getting on the mic and busting some treats
And sporting the crazy funky threads that you've never even seen before
What i'm lacking from the macking i can find at the thrift store
I won't scuff nor scuffle just grin as they walk by
Take time to rhyme for a girl i hear talk fly
Down some papaya down with the revolution
Always wear my goggles 'cause there's so much pollution
I can do the freak, the patty duke and the spank
Gotta free the funky fish from the funky fish tanks
I'll sell my house, sell my car and i'll sell all my stuff
I'm going back to new york city i do believe i've had enough
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Hold It Now - Hit It!
Now I chill real ill when I start to chill
When I fill my pockets with a knot of dollar bills
Sipping pints of ale out the window sill
When I get my fill I'm chilly chill
Now I just got home because I'm out on bail
What's the time? - it's time to buy ale
Peter eater - parking meter all of the time
If I run out of ale - it's Thunderbird wine
Miller drinking - chicken eating - dress so fly
I got friends in high places that are keeping me high
Dow with Mike D. and it ain't no hassle
Got the ladies of the eighties from here to White Castle
(chorus) Hold it now - hit it!
M.C. - Adam Yauch in the place to be
And all the girls are on me cause I'm down with Mike D.
I'm down with Mike D. and it ain't no baloney
For real
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Crazy Little Stalker Named Mike
This stalker named Mike he just can't handle it
This stalker named Mike he just can't get over it
He's so loco
Crazy little stalker named Mike
This stalker named Mike (named Mike)
He cries (Like a baby)
In a cradle all night
He screams (whoo hoo)
He moans
He shakes all over like a lunatic
I once kinda loved him
Now I more then kinda hate him
Wish that I could just get rid of him
Crazy little stalker named Mike
There goes his mind
He's losing his grip on reality that's for sure
He drives me crazy
He gives my computer viruses and so much damn spyware
Then he cries when I won't take him back
Breaking out in cool cool sweat
Wondering how he next try to get my attention
Boy needs to learn how to be cool, relax, get off my back
Hit the road Mike
Hitch-hike
And maybe take a fatal ride on the back of a psycho's motorbike
Just leave me the hell alone
Crazy little stalker named Mike
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Time To Get Ill
Im not the type of person who likes to waste my time
And when Im on the mic - I just say my rhymes
Because Im out on bail - the check is in the mail
They can sentence me to life - but I wont go to jail
Im cool calm collected - from class I was ejected
Just me, mike d., and m.c.a. - were rarely disrespected
I got all the time that I need to kill
Whats the time? - its time to get ill
You been fully captivated by that funky ass bass
Your girlfriend screams when m.c.a.s in the place
He stumbles in the room with the chivas in his hand
Cold chillin on the spot at the microphone stand
Id have the pedal to the metal if I had a car
But Im chiller with the miller - cold coolin at the bar
I can drink a quart of monkey and still stand still
Whats the time? - its time to get ill
Went outside my house - I went down to the deli
I spent my last dime to refill my fat belly
I got rhymes galime - I got rhymes galilla
And I got more rhymes than phillis diller
M.c.a. takes a stand - man youre in command
Homeboy, turn it out and dont give a damn
My name is m.c.a. - Ive got a license to kill
Whats the time? - its time to get ill
Riding down the block with my box in my hand
Today I feel like chillin just as chill as I can
Coolin on the corner with a forty of o.e.
cause me and m.c.a. were down with mike d.
When I run a jam - I dont give a damn
When Im throwing bass - I say, thank you maam.
Fuel injected, rhyme connected - running things
Im the king adrock and Im the king of all kings
Im looking for a spot - things are gettin hot
Im m.c.a., Im here to stay - and you sir, are not
Oh no, it could not be - its such a sight to see
Its such a trip - youre on my tip so listen to mike d.
My work is my play - cause Im playing when I work
My names mike d., as you can see and I can dot the jerk
M.c.a., adrock, mike d. - its chill
Whats the time? - its time to get ill
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Still 10 Years Of Faith
My son no longer walks but this is not the end,
cause we have a friend in Jesus and this we can depend. Mike you are so special and so close to my heart,
Im thankful to our lord your here and for our Brand new start. I've cried an awful lot Mike just like you say I do,
But their only tears of Joy son because I still have you. My son Mike that I remember just ran all around,
not once to even notice his pants were falling down. We didn't have new things son we always had the old,
But we had a full stomach and we were out of the cold. Your no longer a boy Mike your this wonderful man,
10 years in a wheel chair and you faith still with stands. Im not feeling well either your their when Im in pain,
I don't have to holler Mike I just call out your name. You wheel right there for me son and I listen as you pray,
and you stay rite there beside me till my pain just goes away. I loved you as my little boy and now my grown up man,
I can explain things better now because you understand. I love you as my grown up man yet miss that little son,
Who used to let his pants hang down if even just for fun.
.p.s. my son Mike is my pleasure.
poem by Eva Fernandez
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Pass The Mic (Green Mix)
If you can feel what I'm feeling then it's a musical masterpiece
But if you can hear what I'm dealing with then that's cool at least
What's running through my mind comes through in my walk
True feelings are shown from the way that I talk
And this is me, y'all-I M.C.,
Y'all my name is M.C.A. and I still do what I please
And now I'd like to introduce
I'll pass the mic to D. for a fist full of truth
The name is D., y'all and I don't play
And I can rock a block party 'til your hair turns grey
"So what you sayin?" I explode on site
And like Jimmy Walker I'm "Dynomite"
And now I'd like to pass the mic
So Adrock c'mon and do anything you like
I'm the A.D.R.O.C.K.
In the place with the bass I'm going all the way
I can't stop y'all tock tick y'all
And if you think that you're slick you'll catch a brick y'all
'Cause I'm a turn it in and I'm a turn it out
But now I've got to pass the mic to Yauch
Well on and on and on and on
I can't stop y'all 'til the early morn'
So rock y'all tick tock y'all to the beat y'all
C'mon and rock y'all
I give thanks for inspiration
It guides my mind along the way
A lot of people get jealous, they're talking about me
But that's just 'cause they haven't got a thing to say
Everybody's rappin' like it's a commercial
Acting like life is a big commercial
So this is what I've got to say to you all
Be true to yourself and you will never fall
And now I'd like to pass the mic to the A
So what's your name, Yauch? My name is M.C.A.
I've been coming to where I am, from the get go
Find that I can groove with the beat when I let go
So put your worries on hold
Get up and groove with the rhythm in your soul
And now I'd like to pass the mic to my brother Adrock
C'mon and shine like a light
Yes yes y'all and yes yes y'all
I'm always on time never the less y'all
And that's right y'all, I shed light y'all
I've got no time in my life to get uptight y'all
So what you gonna say that I don't know already?
I'm like Clyde and I'm rockin' steady
But time flies when you're having fun
So Mike D. c'mon and get some
M.I.K.E. to the D.
You come and see me and you pay a fee
Do what I do professionally
To tell the truth I am exactly what I want to be
Now Ad-Rock and M.C.A.
Let's rock this joint in the old school way
Well I'm on 'til the crack of dawn
Mowing down M.C.'s like I'm mowing a lawn
I go off like nothing can phase me
You think we'll ever meet Stevie? One of these days, D.
But I can stand my ground and I am down
To wax an M.C. who acts like a clown
But for now, I'd like to ask you how
You like the feel of the bass in your face in the crowd
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Pass The Mic
If you can feel what i'm feeling then it's a musical masterpiece
If you can hear what i'm dealing with then that's cool at least
What's running through my mind comes through in my walk
True feelings are shown from the way that i talk
And this is me y'all, i m.c. y'all
My name is m.c.a. and i still do what i please
And now i'd like to introduce what's up?
I'll pass the mic to d. for a fist full of truth
The name is d. y'all and i don't play
And i can rock a block party 'til your hair turns grey
So, what you sayin'? i explode on site
I'm like jimmy walker i'm dynomite
And now i'd like to pass the mic
To adrock c'mon and do anything you like
I'm the a.d.r.o.c.k.
In the place with the bass i'm going all the way
I can't stop y'all tock tick y'all
And if you think that you're slick you'll catch a brick y'all
'cause i'm a turn it in and i'm a turn it out
But now i've got to pass the mic to yauch
Well on and on and on and on i can't stop y'all 'til the early morn'
So rock rock y'all tick tock y'all to the beat y'all
C'mon and rock y'all
I give thanks for inspiration it guides my mind along the way
A lot of people get jealous, they're talking about me
But that's just 'cause they haven't got a thing to say
Everybody's rapping like it's a commercial
Actin' like life is a big commercial
So this is what i've got to say to you all
Be true to yourself and you will never fall
And now i'd like to pass the mic to the a
So what's your name, yauch? my name is m.c.a.
I've been coming to where i am from the get go
Find that i can groove with the beat when i let go
So put your worries on hold
Get up and groove with the rhythm in your soul
And now i'd like to pass the mic
To my brother adrock c'mon and shine like a light
Yes yes y'all and yes yes y'all
I'm always on time never the less y'all
And that's right y'all, i shed light y'all
I've got no time in my life to get uptight y'all
So what you gonna say that i don't know already?
I'm like clyde and i'm rockin' steady
But time flies when you're having fun
So mike d that's me c'mon and get some
M.i.k.e. to the d.
You come and see me and you pay a fee
Do what i do professionally
To tell the truth i am exactly what i want to be
Now ad-rock huh? and m.c.a. yeh?
Let's rock this joint in the old school way
Well i'm on 'til the crack of dawn
Mowing down m.c.'s like i'm mowing a lawn
I go off like nothing can phase me
You think we'll ever meet stevie? one of these days, d.
But i can stand my ground and i am down
To wax an m.c. who acts like a clown
But for now, i'd like to ask you how
You like the feel of the bass in your face in the crowd
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Lonely Heart
Mike and a girl talking to each other:
Girl: mike..
Mike: yeah, baby
Girl: its over
Mike: how can you say that?
Girl: Im sorry. the love is gone.
Mike: no, please dont leave me.
Girl: dont feel bad.
Mike: how can I not feel bad. I love you.
Girl: but, its better this way.
Mike: no. I dont believe this.
Girl: no, baby
I never thought that it could be
You would turn and do this to me
I can feel the love that we had between us
Merely fade away
You told me youd never go away
And for me youd always be here
Now you tell me that somethings wrong and you must move on
Chorus:
Lonely heart is what Ill be
And no one cares for me
Let me show you now
The way that it would be if you were with me
Now I can feel the love we share
When you say its not there
Deep inside I know that you still care
But I need you to show me now
Im lookin for a quiet place where love is free
And the dreams we shared last eternally
I feel now that its the time
So wont you please come over here
The closer and the closer I get to you
Keeps me warm to know that youll stay around
So please keep your promise to me and dont go
Chorus
Let me show you now
The way that it would be if you were with me
Now I can feel the love we share
When you say its not there
Deep inside I know that you still care
But I need you to show me now
Chorus (fades out)
song performed by by Boyz II Men
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Three Mcs & One Dj
Cause nobody can do it like mix master can,
Come on now
Ive got the d double o, d double o style
Here we go again because its been awhile
Do me a favor dont touch that dial
I rock from manhattan to the miracle mile
My names mike d and Im the ladies choice
I want to get next to you like rose royce
Yall gather round to hear my golden voice
Cause when its time to rhyme you know I get noice
Cruising like a fan boat on the glade
Hell tweak your ass across the cross fade
So watch your back when he takes the stage
Or hell send you off on a naked rampage
3 mcs and one dj
We be getting down with no delay
Mix master mike what cha got to say
Bug out/to the mic/all the time
Sweet and sour like a tangerine
Fresh like a box of krispy kremes
Kenny rogers gambler is my gambling theme
Mix master mike with the scratch routine
Always updated and in the know
You know we break it down going toe to toe
The bass is booming from down below
And norton is chillin with mario
Well my name is adrock Im a scorpio
Dont ask me cause I just dont know
Im known to mop Im known to glow
But dont get mad cause I got to go
Three mcs and one dj
We be getting down with no delay
Mix master mike what cha got to say
Gotta get down
Mix master cut faster
All top secret and classified
I grab a hold of a mic and let the words glide
Its all hypnotic and sanctified
I never wanna let a bad day slip by
Now we be getting stupid in your area
Causing all kinds of hysteria
My beats is sick like malaria
But dont worry Ill take care of ya
Me and adam adam and mario c
In the studio its the place to be
To all party people who are happy and free
With mix master mike were making history
Three mcs and one dj
We be getting down with no delay
Mix master mike what you got to say
Goddamn that dj made my day
song performed by by Beastie Boys
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Q, Mike, Slim, Daron (Interlude)
If you are available
If you are available
Verse1
This is what we're lookin' for
Sexy, independent, never scared to let it go
Always positive, willing to communicate
Baby, this is what we're lookin' for
Verse2
She's gotta sex appeal, keep it real
Kinky as we wanna be
And she gotta give in, always giving
Gotta be very spiritual and emotional
Baby if you really wanna know
So if you are available
(Q,Mike,Slim,Daron)
Repeat Verse1
(Q,Mike,Slim,Daron)
Repeat Verse1
Repeat Verse2
If you really wanna know
(Q,Mike,Slim,Daron)
Repeat Verse1
If you are available
(Q,Mike,Slim,Daron)
Oh if you are available
(Q,Mike,Slim,Daron)
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Push
Step 1... step off to the dance floor
Step 1... step off to the dance floor
Push (hey) ((push up on it))
(good God)
Push - lord (push, yeah) ((push up on it))
Every time u get some
People wanna take it back
They rather see u on the run
Than see u get it like that
Every time they stop u
Change up like a sock
Every time they try 2 clock u
Tick more than they tock
Push I push
Dont let them pull u down, yeah
Push I push
Until u get 2 higher ground
Push
Ure never 2 young, never 2 old
Push
Dont stop until u go
Did u ever stop 2 wonder
Why u put another down?
No man should asunder
The joy that another man found
Maybe bout the business u was worried
Wasnt ever filed in your name
Maybe the cartridge u was playin
Dont fit in your video game
Push I push
Dont let them pull u down
Push I push
Until u get 2 higher ground
Push
Ure never 2 young, never 2 old, yeah
Push
Dont stop until u go, hey
(alright) I push (push) ((push up on it))
(push) I push (push, push, hey)
(push) (come on and push it now, hey push)
((push up on it)) (push) I push
Every time u get some push
People wanna take it back p-push
They rather see u on the run push
Than see u get it like that
Every time they stop u
Change up like a sock push
Every time they try 2 clock u push
U gotta tick more than they can tock
Push I push
Dont let them pull u down
Push I push
Until u get 2 higher ground (higher)
Push
Ure never 2 young, never 2 old, yeah
Push
Dont stop until u go
(no, dont) (push) I push
(push) I push
(push) I push
(push) I push
Did u ever stop 2 wonder (did u ever stop 2 wonder) (push)
Yeah - Im a-push up on it... (push)
(push)
(push, push)
(tony...) yo?
(get on the mike...) Im a push up on it (get on the microphone)
(tony...) yo?
(get on the mike...) yeah - Im a push up on it (get on the mike)
(tony...) yo?
(get on the mike...) slow down - Im a push up on it
(get on the mike...) (get on the mike)
(get on the mike...)
I push for a beat that is greasy
Ill dis a beat if it teases
Mark this down as I state it...
I like my funk concentrated
The pop seem, hmmm, a little overrated
U sure can tell where were steppin
Theres some grease on the stage
Ooops, I just stepped in it... (push)
Circlin as we slide
The full stride for the ride
On a watered-down tip
We could never get by (push)
Fellas... (get on the mike)
Check it out, heres what u gotta do (push)
Gotta step in the room with the mood
Never juicin yourself,
Just a confident attitude (push)
Believe me, u will get busy
Your mouthll drop open
[as u watch the slimmies funkin] (push)
But u dont want the one whos jockin
Cause its all about the clockin (push)
Step 1, step off 2 the dance floor (push up on it)
There ya go, yall, yeah (push)
(1...eno... 1,2,3) (push, push, push)
Push up on it (get on the mike, woman)
(prince...) (get on the mike) push up on it
(get on the mike)
(prince...)
U dont want me on the mike push up on it
(get on the mike)
No man, u dont want me on the mike (dont stop until u go)
(get on the mike) push up on it
(push)
Its thunder when Im on the mike (push) I push
Daddy pops in the house
And ure sure 2 like his diamonds (push) I push
Sure 2 like his pearls
Im good 2 cream every boy and girl
Cuz Im a stollin,
Steady hip-hop rockin rollin (push)
A willing and able horny pony
And Im pumpin em, Im pumpin em, (push)
Im pump-pump-pump-pump-pumpin em
From pakistan 2 poland (push)
Straight into your town
Snatchin up kiddies (get on the mike)
Like a circus clown (get on the mike)
(push)
(get on the microphone)
Well, all u people out there, (push)
Ud better be ware
Cuz they call me rosie g
And I just dont care (push)
I like 2 step, all night long
Rappin, hiphopin, and pushin this song
The song gets higher and it sets u on fire (push)
Like the lion in the jungle (get on the mike)
It takes you all higher (push)
My momma said girl, u know it aint cool, (get on ...)
Said ya dont wanna play by nobodys rules
I said momma chill out, (push)
And give me a break, cause
I know I got just what it takes (push)
I said momma dont put me under pressure (get on, get on ...)
I love u and I think ure fresher - push (push)
Everybody here we go, come on now,
A-push if ya wanna push
A-come on, a-come on, a-come, a-come p-p-push it, push (push)
(push it) (push)
(push it) (push)
song performed by by Prince
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Time To Get Ill
(lyrics by m. diamond, a. yauch and the king)
Im not the type of person who likes to waste my time
And when Im on the mic c I just say my rhymes
Because Im out on bail c the check is in the mail
They can sentence me to life c but I wont go to jail
Im cool calm collected c from class I was ejected
Just me, mike d., and m.c.a. c were rarely disrespected
I got all the time that I need to kill
Whats the time? c its time to get ill
song performed by by Prodigy
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Life Is Too $hort
I remember how it all began
I used to sing dirty raps to my east side fans
Back then I knew ya couldnt stop this rap
No m.c. could rock like that
Then the new style came, the bass got deeper
Ya gave up the mike and bought you a beeper
Do ya wanna rap or sell coke?
Brothers like you aint never been broke
People wanna say its just my time
Brothers like me had to work for mine
Eight years on the mike and Im not jokin
Sir too short comin straight from oakland
California, home of the rock
Eight woofers in the trunk, beatin down the block
Short dog, Im that rappin man
I said it before and I ll say it again
Life is too short
Too short
Life is too short
Life is to some people unbearable
Committin suicide and thats terrible
Was it much too much or nothing big?
If ya live my life, youd be fightin to live
Life is to me my main asset
I be doin all right and keep it just like that
Chill out at the house and pump that bass
Im tryin to get rich as I rock the place
Everybodys got that same old dream
To have big money and fancy things
Drive a brand new benz, keep your banck right here
Never hear me stutter once because I talk real clear
Its on you, homeboy, watcha gonna do?
You can take my advice and start workin, fool
Or you can close your ears and run your mouth
And one day, homeboy, ya soon find out
Life is too short
Too short
Life is too short
Life is too short, would you agree?
While Im livin my life, dont mess with me
Its been a long time, baby, since I first got down
But I still keep makin these funky sounds
Cause I dont stop rappin, thats my theme
I make a lot of money, do you know what I mean?
Like this, complicated ya must stay up
Ya asked a simple question boy, dont say what?
Ya only live once and ya callin it hell
Policeman tryin to take ya to jail
You could give a man time but you dont know
I a matter of time, Ill be runnin the show
Now another young buck wants to be on top
Makin big money, slangin hop
The task force tryin ta peel your cap
Turn around, homeboy, ya better watch your back
Life is too short
Too short
Life is too short
You can take back all the things you give
But ya cant take back the days you live
Life is to some peole whove been on earth
Livin every single day for what its worth
I live my life just how I please
Satisfy one person I know, thats me
Work hard for the things I achieve in life
And never rap fake when Im on the mike
Cause if a dream is all you got, homeboy
Ya gotta turn that dream into the real mccoy
Not time to waste, just get on that case
Ya cant be down cause ya need to taste
A good life livin like a king on a throne
Gettin everything ya want and tryin to have all your own
So life
Dont be stupid though
Cause when ya waste it, youll know
Life is
Life is
All right, thats it
song performed by by Too Short
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Hey Mike
Hey Mike, if you listening,
I'm calling home to tell you how it is.
It's real bad, it's cold out here.
It's been a long and lonely year (It's been a long and lonely year)
It's been so long
Chorus
Don't give up, don't give in.
Don't give up, be my friend.
Hey Mike, when the check arrives,
hope you're gonna buy your girlfriend something nice.
A fat ring, a slick new ride.
Just let her know that it should have been mine (just let her know it should have been mine).
Just let her know
Chorus
Don't give up, don't give in.
Don't give up, be my friend.
Don't give up, don't give in.
I'm ending a better for this in the end
You'll get a letter adressed to a friend.
A friend who's like no friend that I've ever known.
When this is over.
I'm ending a better for this in the end
You'll get a letter adressed to a friend.
A friend who's like no friend that I've ever known.
When this is over I'm wanting to know his dark side chose, his dark side glows. Dark side glows.
Chorus
Don't give up, don't give in.
Don't give up, be my friend.
Don't give up
Don't give in
Don't give up
Be my friend
Don't give up, don't give in
Hey Mike is your shiny car
fast enough to catch a shooting star
the one that we all wished on?
song performed by by Yellowcard
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Hey Mike
Hey Mike, if you listening,
I'm calling home to tell you how it is.
It's real bad, it's cold out here.
It's been a long and lonely year (It's been a long and lonely year)
It's been so long
Chorus
Don't give up, don't give in.
Don't give up, be my friend.
Hey Mike, when the check arrives,
hope you're gonna buy your girlfriend something nice.
A fat ring, a slick new ride.
Just let her know that it should have been mine (just let her know it should have been mine).
Just let her know
Chorus
Don't give up, don't give in.
Don't give up, be my friend.
Don't give up, don't give in.
I'm ending a better for this in the end
You'll get a letter adressed to a friend.
A friend who's like no friend that I've ever known.
When this is over.
I'm ending a better for this in the end
You'll get a letter adressed to a friend.
A friend who's like no friend that I've ever known.
When this is over I'm wanting to know his dark side chose, his dark side glows. Dark side glows.
Chorus
Don't give up, don't give in.
Don't give up, be my friend.
Don't give up
Don't give in
Don't give up
Be my friend
Don't give up, don't give in
Hey Mike is your shiny car
fast enough to catch a shooting star
the one that we all wished on?
song performed by by Yellowcard
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Trailer Park Boys: Don't Legalize It
John Paul Tremblay, Robb Wells, Mike Smith, Jonathan Torrens, John Dunsworth, Lucy Decoutere, Sarah Dunsworth, Patrick Roach
by Mike Clattenburg from Trailer Park Boys: Don't Legalize It (2014)
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"Cassius" Love Vs. "Sonny" Wilson
Hi, this is Al. This scene takes place at a typical Beach Boys practice
session. We're in the midst of preparing for an upcoming show when a feud
breaks out between Brian and Mike.
Alright you guys we have a, uh dowuh
Come on
We have a show this weekend
Open your mouth
What do we have this weekend?
What are you trying to say?
Come on Mike, what are you trying to tell us Mike?
Well I'm trying to tell you we have a show this weekend and we could be
sharper. So what do you say we go over the ending of "Little Deuce Coupe"
one more time?
Alright
Alright yeah, come on
A-one a-two -a one two three
Little deuce coupe you don't know what I got
You don't know what I got
Little deuce coupe you don't know
Well I'm not bragging babe so don't put me down
Woooooa
What's going on?
Uh listen Mike, with a voice like yours when you open your mouth it's a
big put down.
What? What? Ohhh
Yeah like in "Surfin' Safari":
Let's go surfing now
Everybody's learning how
Come on and safari with me
Early in the morning we'll be starting out
Some honey's will be coming along
Oh yeah? Well when I, at least when I'm singing it doesn't sound like
Mickey Mouse with a sore throat.
Oh no, Ahh man.
I could come from miles away
Ain't got (ain't got, ain't got) no place to stay
Where have you gone
Farmer's Mother
Oh no
Hey wait a minute, wait a minute hold on hold it Mike, Mike no one really
complains when Brian sings those pretty ballads
You mean "In My Room"?
Yeah and "Surfer Girl" too
Ahhh ooooo ahhhhh woooo oooooo
Wait a minute Carl, nobody complains about the way Mike sings his fast songs.
You're talking about "Surfin' U.S.A."?
Yeah and "Shut Down" too
Tach it up, tach it up
Buddy gonna I shut you down
Well what do you think?
Well I think they ought to quit arguing and start practicing, what do you
say Mike?
Well if Brian promises no more "Early in the morning we'll be starting out's
Well what do you say Brian?
Okay as long as he cools it with those mouse jokes
Oh alright girls
Now look let's...
Hey wait a minute alright girls, now that that's settled what do you say
we go over the ending of "Fun, Fun, Fun" one more time?
Okay alright let's go then
Alright
And we'll have fun, fun fun
Now that daddy took the T-Bird away
Fun, fun fun
Now that daddy took the T-Bird away
And we'll have fun, fun fun
Now that daddy took the T-Bird away
Fun, fun fun
Now that
What are you doin' Mike?
Well I'm just showing you that anybody can squeak like a mouse
Ahh ooo
Oh, some real tough job you've got: Well she got her daddy's car and she
cruised through the I'm a, I'm a hit it guys
Oh no
Oh no
Oh boy you really think you're some kind of an opera star don't you?
Man, man at least I don't sound like my nose is on the critical list!
Oh no, ah ha ha, woo hoo
song performed by by Beach Boys
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I wrote the original Mike Hammer as a comic, Mike Danger.
quote by Mickey Spillane
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050211A diverted attention
clouds sap my energy
looking trying to comfort
fleeting voices in sky
i should visit my pillow
early to re-arrange
these feathers mulching
i end up watching bulls
manhandled by hawks
where is mike, yes mike
he is playing golf now
people change with time
you might be left behind
poem by Manonton Dalan
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Play That Funky Music
(vanilla ice, earthquake)
Play that funky music
Play that funky music, white boy
Play that funky music
Play that funky music, white boy
Im back and Im ringin the bell
A rockin on the mike while the fly girls yell
In ecstasy in the back of me
Well thats my dj deshay cuttin all them zs
Hittin hard and the girlies goin crazy
Vanillas on the mike, man Im not lazy.
Im lettin my drug kick in
It controls my mouth and I begin
To just let it flow, let my concepts go
My posses to the side yellin, go vanilla go!
Smooth cause thats the way I will be
And if you dont give a damn, then
Why you starin at me
So get off cause I control the stage
Theres no dissin allowed
Im in my own phase
The girlies sa y they love me and that is ok
And I can dance better than any kid n play
Play that funky music come on come on
Play that funky music, white boy I cant hear you, say it,
Play that funky music say it, say it, say
Play that funky music, white boy it, come on
Yea, a little bit louder
Now come on, come on
Stage 2 -- yea the one ya wanna listen to
Its off my head so let the beat play through
So I can funk it up and make it sound good
1-2-3 yo -- knock on some wood
For good luck, I like my rhymes atrocious
Supercalafragilisticexpialidocious
Im an effect and that you can bet
I can take a fly girl and make her wet.
Im like samson -- samson to delilah
Theres no denyin, you can try to hang
But youll keep tryin to get my style
Over and over, practice makes perfect
But not if youre a loafer.
Youll get nowhere, no place, no time, no girls
Soon -- oh my god, homebody, you probably eat
Spaghetti with a spoon! come on and say it!
Play that funky music
Play that funky music, white boy
Play that funky music come on come on
Play that funky music white boy lets do it
Vip. vanilla ice yep, yep, Im comin hard like a rhino
Intoxicating so you stagger like a wino
So punks stop trying and girl stop cryin
Vanilla ice is sellin and you people are buyin
cause why the freaks are jockin like crazy glue
Movin and groovin trying to sing along
All through the ghetto groovin this here song
Now youre amazed by the vip posse.
Steppin so hard like a german nazi
Startled by the bases hittin ground
Theres no trippin on mine, Im just gettin down
Sparkamatic, Im hangin tight like a fanatic
You trapped me once and I thought that
You might have it
So step down and lend me your ear
89 in my time! you, 90 is my year.
Play that funky music
Play that funky music, white boy
Play that funky music come on, come on, i
Play that funky music white boy cant hear you
Youre weakenin fast, yo! and I can tell it
Your bodys gettin hot, so, so I can smell it
So dont be mad and dont be sad
cause the lyrics belong to ice, you can call me dad
Youre pitchin a fit, so step back and endure
Let the witch doctor, ice, do the dance to cure
So come up close and dont be square
You wanna battle me -- anytime, anywhere
You thought that I was weak, boy, youre dead wrong
So come on, everybody and sing this song
Say -- play that funky music say, go white boy, go white boy go
Play that funky music go white boy, go white boy, go
Lay down and boogie and play that funky music till you die.
Play that funky music come on, come on, let me hear
Play that funky music white boy you say it, say it
Play that funky music a little louder now
Play that funky music, white boy come on, come on, come on
Play that funky music
Produced by vanilla ice
Published by ice baby music/qpm music (bmi)
song performed by by Vanilla Ice
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