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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Beastie Boys
Recorder
Michael Diamond
Vocals
Adam Yauch
Vocals
Adam Horovitz
Vocals
Mix Master Mike
Programming
Graham Coxon
Remixer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael Diamond
Composer
Adam Yauch
Composer
Adam Horovitz
Composer
Bernard Edwards
Composer
Nile Rodgers
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Beastie Boys
Producer
Jon Weiner
Recording Engineer
Cenzo Townshend
Mixing Engineer
Tom Stanley
Assistant Recording Engineer
Freddie
Assistant Recording Engineer
Ken "Supa Engineer" Duro
Mixing Engineer
Graham Coxon
Studio Personnel
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
(You know who I had in the back of the cab the other day?
Them Beastie Boys
All over the seats like a rash, they were)
Kickin' lyrics right through your brain
When you hear this sayin', you'll be right as rain
If you (if you)
Wanna know (wanna know)
The real deal about the three
Well, let me tell you we're triple trouble ya'll
We're gonna bring you up to speed (check it out)
'Cause I'm a specializer, rhyme reviser
Ain't selling out to advertisers
What you get is what you see
And you won't see me in the advertising
See, I like to party, not drink Bacardi
'Cause I'm not looking to throw up on nobody
Known for my spiel, a wheelie one wheel
'Cause this is like having a delicious meal
And, well, moving the crowd, well, that's a must
I got some words that apply to us
And that's mesmerizing, tantalizing, captivating, we're devastating
If you (if you)
Wanna know (wanna know)
The real deal about the three
Well, let me tell you we're triple trouble ya'll
We gotta bring you up to speed
Now check it out
Here's one for the bleachers and the upper tier
Versatile All-Temp-A-Cheer
If you wanna drink, call Mr. Belvedere
Run this rap game like a brigadier
I got kicks on the one, seven, and eleven
Snares on the five and thirteen
Rhymes on time and that's the given
We're hot on the disco scene, check-it, check-it
Slow down with I-me, got to stop stingin'
The source of the problem is at the origin
You got lyrics that have got me cringing
You're like a fish wife, quit your damn whingin'
If you (if you)
Wanna know (wanna know)
The real deal about the three
Well, let me tell you we're triple trouble ya'll
We're gonna bring you up to speed (so check it out)
Bam! Super nature, god damn
Cerrone on the microphone I am
Ad-Rock a.k.a Sharp Cheddar
My rhymes are better
What the Helen of Troy is that?
Did I hear you say my rhymes is wack?
I'm beautiful, you can't touch me
If you pick a rose, well, you might just bleed
We're originators, you can't feign
Ignorance or pass the blame
'Nuff rhymes coming out the brain
'Nuff beats to drive you insane
'Nuff moves to make your neck crane
'Nuff skill to make the rhymes ingrain
'Nuff heat to leave you in flames
'Nuff style that you can't defame
You see I walk like Jabba the Hutt
With the style so new y'all be like what?
Turn this party out like a bon vivant
With the skill at will that I know you want
On a hot day with the iced latte
Devious like Wile E. Coyote
Hot to trote or maybe not-e
'Cause little did they know there was a baby in her body
We're mesmerizing, tantalizing, captivating, devastating
If you (if you)
Wanna know (wanna know)
The real deal about the three
Well, let me tell you we're triple trouble ya'll
We're gonna bring you up to speed (check it out)
Writer(s): Michael Louis Diamond, Adam Horovitz, Adam Nathaniel Yauch, Nile Gregory Rodgers, Bernard Edwards
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