Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Putting Shame In Your Game, artist - Beastie Boys. Date of issue: 13.07.1998
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Putting Shame In Your Game |
| Beatsie Beatsie |
| Beatsie Beatsie Boys gettin’live on the spot |
| Puttin’all kinds of shame in the game you got |
| We keep the party movin’to the broad day light |
| g-e-t-l-i-v-e alright |
| Transhypnotic robotic can’t stop it No limits to this style and you know you can’t lock it yea |
| First you mock it, rock it and then you stock it But I’ve got the styles that are always in the |
| Well like a bird floating down on a New York breeze |
| Every thought in the mind is a planted seed |
| So watch the mind or the thoughts will stack |
| Before you know it they’re boomeranging on back |
| Well I’m the king of boogle there is none higher |
| I gets 11 points off the word quagmire |
| Fools can’t see me that’s how it is And that’s how I like and that’s my biz |
| Beatsie Beatsie Boys gettin’live on the spot |
| Puttin’all types of shame in the game you got |
| We keep the party movin’to the broad day light |
| g-e-t-l-i-v-e alright |
| Time’s an illusion as the moments race by Too fast to really grasp though we may try |
| Deny, till we die, ooh my my These thoughts that mislead and then multiply |
| Well second by second and minute by minute |
| «It's like lotto you have to be""in it to win it» |
| Shakin’mind breakin’on their own demise |
| Lies tax to the max and they’ll be feelin’those vibes |
| So tell me what you need that you have got |
| Fiending on power will make your blood clot |
| It starts with the greed and then goes all wrong |
| That’s why we can’t all just get along |
| We’re all connected like a Lego set |
| One equaling one together like a croquette |
| Whether we have or have not yet met |
| Well it ain’t no thing and it ain’t no sweat |
| Beatsie Beatsie Boys gettin’live on the spot |
| Puttin’all kinds of shame in the game you got |
| We keep the party movin’to the broad day light |
| g-e-t-l-i-v-e alright |
| «Non-stop hip-hop""Non-stop hip-hop» |
| «Non-stop hip-hop""Non-stop hip-hop» |
| Well you’re caught in a panic and it’s rattled your brain |
| The selfish ways just can’t maintain |
| But these are the breaks when you try and come fake |
| Don’t come with the rhymes that you just half baked |
| Well I’m the Benihana chef on the SP12 |
| I chop the fuck out the beats left on the shelf |
| You be like hello nasty where you been |
| It’s time you brought the grimy beats out the dungeon |
| I jumped outside the house with my Walkman on I get so hyped when I hear this song |
| It’s gonna keep me happy like all day long |
| So go and talk shit 'cause it just makes me strong |
| Don’t grease my palm with your filthy cash |
| Multinationals spreading like a rash |
| I might stick around or I might be a fad |
| But I won’t sell my songs for no TV ad Beatsie Beatsie |
| Beatsie Beatsie Boys gettin’live on the spot |
| Puttin’all kinds of shame in the game you got |
| We keep the party movin’to the broad day light |
| g-e-t-l-i-v-e alright |
| «Our sound is the nicest, it’s the sweetest sound» |
| «Our sound is the nicest, it’s the sweetest sound» |
| «Can't get enough of that f-f-funk» |
| «Can't get enough of that f-funk» |
| «Can't get enough of that f-f-funk» |
| «Can't get enough of that f-funk» |
| Junior. |