Hey Fuck You Beastie Boys

{Uh thank you ladies and gentlemen, this next song is a blast
And I gotta say we are having a ball up here tonight
And, when you're ready, and...}

Shabba doo, shabba dee
Shabba dee, shabba doo

[Verse 1: Ad-Rock]
Which of you schnooks took my rhyme book?
Look, give it back, you're wicky-wack
With your ticky-tack calls, didn't touch you at all
I didn't touch your hand, man, you know it’s all ball

[Verse 2: MCA]
You sold a few records but don't get slick
'Cause you used a corked bat to get those hits
Yeah, you've been in the game, your career is long
But when you really break it down you only got two songs

[Verse 3: Mike D]
MC's are like clay pigeons when I'm shootin' skeet
I just yell "Pull!" and Mike drops the beat
You people call yourselves MC's but you're garbage men
Takin' out the trash when you pull out the pen

[Hook-Line:]
And if you don't like it, then hey fuck you!