Say It Beastie Boys

MCA:
To the heart of the matter, the mic I shatter
So cold on the mic, I make your teeth chatter
You climb the corporate ladder
To make your pockets fatter
We be flipping styles like pancake batter

Mike D:
Looking through your binos, spying on me
I'm running like a rhino on a drinking spree
Call yourself an MC, but what's your truth?
You Gotta let it loose inside the toll booth

Ad-Rock:
Suckers sniffin' on socks, chewin' on rocks
My competition want the combination to the lock
You wanna get inside, well, then you best knock-knock
And when you get on, you got to rock nonstop

Beastie Boys:
Once it hits your mind, what'cha gonna do?
Don't keep it inside, you've got to
SAY IT!
Let it out, let it out
SCREAM IT!
Gonna shout, gonna shout
WRITE IT!
Gotta put it out, put it out
SAY IT!
Gotta get it out, get it out