Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Vibes , by - Beastie Boys. Release date: 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… |