Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Vibes, artist - Beastie Boys.
Date of issue: 30.05.1994
Song language: English
The Vibes |
I kick out the jams and tell you who I am |
I’ll make you shake your ass like Les MaCann (yeah) |
And then you’re out talking shit like Yosemite Sam |
You’ve got the elephant feet like Les McCann |
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 holes 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 |
My produce, organic, from my own yard |
Only the freshest herbs and growing’s not too hard |
Vibes, vibrations |
Vibes, vibrations |
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, Matthew, cause I’m-a take ya |
Horatio Park right now and I’m-a shake ya |
Give me the fresh count, 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 waxing old ladies out of their underwears |
I like the boomin' grannies in big old panties |
I’m giving it to grandma, making her crazy |
I might be a white boy, but I’m no goofy |
Got beats like Babalu on «I Love Lucy» |
I’m not like the Skipper on «Fantasy Island» |
I’m more like Captain Stubing when I go buck whylin' |
The Cire Traverse out to Death shoot |
Or STH when they let me back at the Deuce |
Cause I can’t get enough of that funky stuff |
When the going gets rough, ain’t going out in the sluff |
Down with Bubble Gum and the Ninth Creation |
You get on down, we’ve got the sound sensation |
Kid Fresh is back from the eighties |
And we’re doing it for the ladies |
Vibes, vibrations |
Vibes, vibrations |
We got Vibes, vibrations |
We got Vibes, vibrations |
Vi… vi… |