The Vibes - Beastie Boys

I kick out the jams and tell you who I am 
I said I'll make you shake your ass like Les MaCan 
And the you're out talking shit like Yosemite Sam 
You've got the elephant feet like Les McCan 
Up the crack of dawn I'm on my way 
We're talking two foot dump and there'll be no delay 
'Cause I'm gone, the shit's getting out of hand 
I'm changing my middle name to first Trem 
I'm walking on the rhythm like Philippe Petite 
I've got hole in my mouth where my teeth should be 
You ask whatever happenened to the rappin' duke 
I heard the Captain's gonna sign him to Jive and that's the truth 
taking care of my functions still smokin, up the shrubery 
I stopped eating chicken 'cause the shit was too rubbery 
Produce organic from my own yard 
Only the freshest herbs and growing's not too hard 

Dreaming on it, screaming on it, ready to get dumb 
Waking up my long joint, ready to get some 
Looking at my board and my old boots 
Seeing a waist deep champagne moment of truth 
And on the court I've got game like my brother Matt 
I give a shout out so where you at 
But don't get souped Mathew 'cause I'm a take ya 
Horatio Park right now and I'm a shake ya 
Give me the fresh count 'cause you know that I'm stressed out 
I need some inspiration so get the best out 
Like Rock Master Scott, I'm on the request line 
Writing the fresh rhyme, having the best time 
Good vibes flowing all around 
Not a worry in mind as the friends around 
A shout out to Linda riding pow forever 
Well the Bird is the word and you're as light as a feather 

Well I smoke a bag of rat weed 'cause I don't care 
and I'm waking old ladies out their underwear 
I like the bo