BEASTIE BOYS - ALIVE Lyrics

I have never been more ready in my entire life to do this rightnowIt’s all been leading up to this momentAll right now, right hereMy whole lifeWe’ve got rhyme selection in a wide arrayJ’ai des bonbons pour vous, mangezThe party people scream “Oui oui c’est vrai!”‘cause I got a remote for my bidetA.D.R.O.C.K.I use the microphone like Picasso used clayDown with freckles from around the bayPeace to Bambaataa and Jazzy JayI rock on the mic from here to BombayI give it my best to say come what may‘Cause everybody’s got their dues to payI’m looking sideways like my man PeleGetting’ on like Ali Boom ba yaySo fed up with racism todayTime to speak up and not turn awayMake the sun shine when it’s cloudy and grayDip dip dive, so-socializeOpen up your ears and clean out your eyesIf you learn to love you’re in for a surpriseIt could be nice to be aliveI’m talking doody rhymes to a brand new heightI shine on the mic like UltraBiteCreated a monster with these rhymes I writeGoatee metal rap please say goodnightNow here’s a little song that you might not likeMy DJ’s name is Mix Master MikeIt’s a real pity that you people gotta biteBut I can understand ‘cause he sounds so niceReading you the news ‘cause I’m Country MikeUse a microphone like Shazaam uses tightsTry to keep clear of that hate and spiteSo I keep my mind still like the still of nightNow who in the world do you want to fightIt’s against the system that we should uniteHomophobics ain’t alrightIf you learn to love then you might love lifeDip dip dive, so-socializeOpen up your ears and clean out your eyesIf you learn to love you’re in for a surpriseIt could be nice to be aliveBrining back that old New York RapNow you can shuffle numbers but facts is factsSo many billionaires while so many lackSo before the poor decides to reactCome on party people and share up your stackNow, I’m a break it down to the brass tacksDo the Biz Mark dance and the cabbage patchYou try to turn the key but you broke the latchSneak into my files for some rhymes to snatchI’d like to have a say on the income taxDon’t want to help build bombs and that’s the factNo money for health care so what’s the catchThe man got you locked with no key to the latchMike and Adam have got my backYou bring the mic and we’ll bring the rapTurn on the P.A. and rock your shackDon’t smoke Cheeba, can’t stand crackDip dip dive, so-socializeOpen up your ears and clean out your eyesIf you learn to love you’re in for a surpriseIt could be nice to be alive