Root Down Lyrics

(Beastie Boys) 

     I kick my root down
     I put my root down

     It's not a put down
     I put my foot down
     And then I make some love, I put my root down
     Like Sweetie Pie by the Stone Alliance
     Everbody knows I'm known for dropping science
     I'm electric like Dick Hyman
     I guess you'd expect to catch the crew rhymin'
     Never let you down with the stereo sound
     So Mike, get on the mic and turn it out
     We're talking root down, i put my root down
     And if you want to battle me, you're putting loot down
     I said root down, it's time to scoot down
     I'm a step up to the mic in my goose down
     Come up representing from the upper west
     Money makin' putting me to the test
     Sometimes I feel as though I've been blessed
     Because I'm doing what I want so I never rest
     Well, I'm not coming out goofy like the Fruit of the Loom guys
     Just strutting like the meters with the look-ka py py
     'Cause downtown Brooklyn is where I was born 
     But when the snow is falling, then I'm gone
     You might think that I'm a fanatic
     A phone call from Utah and I'm throwing a panic
     But we kick it from the root when we break it on down
     Jimmy Smith is my man, I want to give him a pound

     (Chorus) 

     Ad Rock don't stop, get on the mic with the tic and the toc
     I'll fill you with the fuckin' rim like brim
     I'm walking down your block and you say that's him
     There goes the guy with the funky sound
     The beastie boys you know we come to get down
     Because I've got the flow where I grab my dick
     And say oh my God, that's the funky shit
     So I'm going to pass the mic and cause a panic
     The original nasal kid is doing damage
     Every morning I took the train to High Street Station
     Doing homework on the train, what a fucked up situation
     On the way back up hearing battle tapes
     Through the underground, underneath the sky scrapes
     Like Harlem World battles on the Zulu Beat Show
     It's Kool Moe D Vs. Busy Bee there's one you should know
     Enough of that, I just want to give some respect due
     M.C.A. grab the mic and the Ma Bell will connect you
     Bob Marley was a prophet for the freedom fight
     "If dancin' prays to the Lord then I shall feel alright"
     It feels to play a little music
     Tears running down my face 'cause I love to do it
     And no one can stop this flow from flowing on
     A Flow master in disaster with a sound that's gone
     I'll give a little shout out to my dad and mom
     For bringing me into this world and so on

     (Chorus)