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The Cactus Album
by 3rd Bass
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Overall Rating:
3.4610
Avg. Critic Score:
4.0000
The Cactus Album Lyrics
Lyrics
Disc
Track
Title
- speak up, and keep the act moving"
- [MC Serch]
- Servin the role, a sole step-child
- Talk of C.C. or keep sleepin
- While wakin up to noise of 3rd B-A-S-S, Bass
- Success is butter for Serch's space
- Spoken slang gets played like the lottery
- Your lyrics are incorrect, so you step to me
- lookin for the key to release that first piece
- Three times two is six, Pete is one-three
- I'm the other half, known as the other trey
- Tourin to wild screams, the Third Son's born
- Swarm to the lyrics cause Serch is your father
- Screaming "Hey Ladies," why bother?
- [DJ Richie Rich cuts "How can you be so stupid?"]
- [Pete Nice]
- Sons, slim ones flee from the 3rd
- Words, spoken, a silver spoon stuck in the throat
- Young useless, lyrically careless
- Rhyme revolves around modes of mindless
- If everyone spoke of stick-up, it's pick of a Beast'
- prone to a lick of a waste
- Taste the flav' of the original
- Orphaned trio, abandoned by lyrical
- Through us, the echelon exposed with the roll with no soul
- Counterfeit style, born sworn and sold
- out with high voice distorted
- If a Beast' to wish play fetus, I'd have him ABORTED
- [DJ Richie Rich cuts "How can you be so stupid?"]
- [MC Serch]
- Put to bed, three kids to a third track
- Cap the front and grip, when they heard that
- the crew from the L.Q. stepped to the Club Mars
- Shook the Beast' and soon to be dubbed stars
- Starring roles stone-faced from the brothers
- Ludicrous whining, meaning when the others
- stand by em, while they take the fall
- The Beast' now lives in the Capitol
- Record wrecks sets, Def Jam a true wrecker
- The label is nothing but MC Black'n'Decker
- Three boys buggin to the A.M.
- You step to the Serch and I slam!
- [DJ Richie Rich cuts "How can you be so stupid?"]
- [Pete Nice]
- Negative mind, paid as snakes who can't rhyme
- Play the dude? It's sucker time
- I stand I take a bust in my nut
- and gave birth to three bastard sons
- A record label, a King to 4th letter
- Passin phases, non-legitimate trendsetters
- Pop figures, who figured they'd get paid
- Exploitin art the black man made
- Played out hardcore flaws, step to stage
- Your biggest fan, nine years of age
- Broke out cause the swindler took your ducat
- No talent on the tune, you might as well SUCK IT
- [DJ Richie Rich cuts "How can you be so stupid?"]
- [Nice]Yo Serch, you know about that slum I'm speakin on?
- [Serch]Word is bond Pete, school em!
- [Nice]You know about that silver spoon havin
- buckshot acne showin, L.A. weak-ass sellout
- Non-legitimate, tip-doggin, Jethro pseudo intellectual
- Dust-smokin, pretty boy playwrite posin
- Folks wiggin, whinin annoyin Def Jam reject devil
- White bread no money havin slum village people clonin
- step children!
- [Serch]Sam Sever, serve the rest
- Yo Sam, sc-hool em!
- and that, almost makes him smart.. let's listen"
- [DJ Richie Rich cuts "let's listen"]
- [MC Serch]
- Aiyyo man, my labelmate Don Newkirk
- Man step to him
- [Don Newkirk]
- Thanks Serch!
- And now... for the Prime Minister
- Sinister.. Pete.. N-hi-hi-hi-hi-hi-hice!
- Nice Nice Nice
- [MC Serch]
- Kick em in the grill Pete!
- [Verse One: Pete Nice]
- Gas, past tense, made facially
- 3rd Bass'll express, KMD
- Three blind mice on sight
- Zev Lover, gave it the first light
- A grin shows a trick up a sleeve (HUAHAH)
- What a tangled web they weave
- Deceivers, stupefied through fable
- say Let's Make a Deal at the dinner table
- Put you on tour, put your record on wax ("Trust me!")
- Sign your life on the X
- You eXit, X-off, but what you really get:
- A box of Newports, and Puma sweats ("Damn!")
- Tex feeds and frowns upon Emus
- To give up Gas Face he drinks from a Thermos
- Sub Roc cut at you with a clipper
- Gas Face given, I beg to differ
- [MC Serch]
- Pete that was real def man but I gotta get serious now
- Aiyyo Don, step to em again
- [Don Newkirk]
- Everybody.. MC Serch!
- [Verse Two: MC Serch]
- Black cat is bad luck, bad guys wear black
- Musta been a white guy who started all that
- (Make the Gas Face!) For those little white lies
- My expression to the mountainous blue eyes
- Then form a face, and shake my skull cap
- Dismiss the myth, that evil is not black
- but opposite spectrum, this done by red man
- with horns on his head, laid down the ill plan
- Got all his helpers, said, "Make it snappy!
- Tell all the people that their hair can't be nappy!"
- Blonde and blue-eyed, or dark-skinned half a G
- A disease, created by leprosy
- Don't speak of bleach, bend them to right
- Say, "It was night WAY before the light"
- Put aside spooks, Serch leaves a trace
- I've set em correct with the effect of the Gas Face
- [MC Serch]
- Next up Don
- [Don Newkirk]
- A SPECIAL appearance by KMD's.. Zev, Love, ehhXssss!
- [Verse Three: Zev Love X]
- A Gas Face, can either be a smile or a smirk
- When appears, a monkey wrench to work one's clockwork
- Perkin his brim to the rim of my cup
- Don't tempt me, you're empty, so fill'er up!
- Is I'm talkin coffee or cocoa, is you loco?
- Cash or credit for unleaded at Sunoco
- KMD and 3rd Bass is just ace in the hole
- I mean soul, so make the Gas Face (HUAHAHA)
- Damn, if looks could kill
- You look like host was a ghost from your grill
- But still, what's the new fed, to recollect
- to our passing phase to facades to Eddie Decker
- for my label reads Hood, street might have a tattoo
- Don't pick any card or no rabbit from my hat
- Never a magician if I ever tricked em
- [MC Serch]
- There it is, yo fellas man
- Why don't you step to the mic man?
- [Zev Love X]
- That's how I kicks it, for 80-deca
- [MC Serch]
- Aiyyo, good lookin out Don man peace
- Punji, yo who gets the Gas Face?
- [Punji]Little Vic for the Gas Face
- [Serch]Tony Dick, gets the Gas Face
- [Zev X]No Gas Faces for Plugs One Two and Three
- [Serch]No Gas Face for Professor Prince Pa-paul!
- [?]My friend Tina gets the big Gas Face
- [Zev X]No Gas Face for DJ Subroc
- [Serch]No Gas Face for KMD
- [PNice]Hammer, shut the fuck up! Gas Face! AHUAHAUAH!
- [all]WHAHAHAOAHH
- [PNice]What do we think about Hammer? HAOWAHWOHAHBHABHAHBHAHBBHB
- [?]G.Y.P.
- [Serch]Get Yours Posse does not get the Gas Face
- [Serch]But P. W. Botha gets a Gas Face
- [all]WHOAHBLBLAHBHA-WHOO!
- [?]Dante Ross gets the Gas Face
- [Serch]Yo stop dissin Dante on records y'all!
- [Serch]Elroy.. Elroy.. Elroy Cohen, gets the Gas Face!
- HAHAhahahahahaha, that's all..
- C'mon, I'll show you"
- [MC Serch]
- Tight fit, dim lit spot, is where I'm movin to
- Sweaty but these slow tracks start soothin you
- Light-skinned, steps into the picture
- Program is fixed, the mix will let you get your
- hand around waist, space drippin from moisture
- Strokin the neck, you suspect that she'll voice her
- approval, whippin and flippin your pelvis
- Brothers step in, step off, you get selfish
- Yours for the take-home, so she can take up space
- at your place, but then you start to wake up
- Groove goes to fade, introductions are made
- Love my name is Serch, now step for some shade
- in the dancehall
- [Pete Nice]
- Soulfully smooth, she slithered to a solo
- Spot to drop her bass and I'll follow
- Fiend on a focus, I spoke this figure of speech
- Supposed to sway those who seek
- such wisdom, wildly workin towards a woman
- Therefore she's drawn, to the other man's
- intentions of a G, tryin to stump me
- Announced presence in the house of Mr. Puffy
- Smoke filled the tight-packed system
- A rack of skirt, kit for a victim
- A three-stage pleasure on a principle
- as I step and drop a syllable (yyyyo!)
- A syllabus spoken by the 3rd on sss-swooin
- a female, to impale, push-up, smooth and
- turn to spurn desire -- that all?
- Another episode in the dancehall
- [MC Serch]
- Step to the A.M., playin a song that's slow
- Low tempo kicks lyrics to those who show
- a need to step to a def 3rd Bassment
- A wink of eye, the smile of a face and I'm
- D-O-W-N to send shockwaves
- up the spine, while the clock saves
- just enough ticks to lick neck to your lips
- Mouth to mouth, palm upon hips
- Sigh in pleasure, measures the heat up
- Nibble my neck, the affection I eat up
- Dine like a diner, hot enough to simmer
- Jam comes to a close, come give a
- number of seven in regard to the residents
- Told the mob that I slobbed and showed evidence
- Lipstick on the quill, a digit to call
- Another lovestruck, stuck to the wall
- of the dancehall
- [Pete Nice]
- Steppin over heads that swayed
- You move over and the record's played
- Swayed over smoothly, soothin a listener
- Undergoes wanted death of a dancer
- To twist over you rises your liquor
- Slight panic on a dancehall picture
- Motion flows, scene gets hectic
- Freakin bones like an epileptic
- Melody moves scenario to chaos
- Pursue principles and then you shoot livest
- So-called, it's boots that rise and fall
- Steppin to the A.M., in the dancehall
- [echoes]
- [echoes]
- [echoes]
- [echoes]
- [echoes]
- [echoes]
- [echoes]
- [echoes]
- [echoes]
- You are sleeping!"
- [DJ Richie Rich cuts "Guide you out of triple stage darkness" -> Rakim, +I Ain't No Joke + and Chuck D saying "Follow for now!"]
- [Pete Nice]
- Black zone darkness, void as snakepit
- So I'ma spit a lyric at the packed lip
- Sit stunned I drum lyrics in your egg case
- Space filled, darkness a blank face
- Recognize unknown throne at deep depths
- A Prime Minister incites a slow death
- of a rational thought through the physical
- Triple Stage Darkness, first stage lyrical
- Sight to see, a piece of the Serch-light
- Truth is loose, lips slips to Twilight Zones
- Prone to blow revision
- I'm 20/20 and your in-tune is in prison
- Switchin from this track, move back in motion
- Unaware of your own evolution
- Regress through the tunnels and flee light
- Illumination, the first stage, my birthright
- [DJ Richie Rich cuts
- and Chuck D saying "Follow for now!"]
- [MC Serch]
- Deaf, dumb and blind, the 3rd Bass find
- you move further away from the swine
- As I rhyme and effects your slide into tape decks
- Light black in your face, what do you do next?
- The question posed -- you're livin in delerium
- Serch speakin in a spasm, can't you see him?
- But you can't see the light's dim, it's growin darker
- Cut off from the knowledge, un-smarter
- Depart from the norm, completing a born to born
- from opportunity, comes a thunderstorm
- that sets in, tricked by the trickster
- The only way out is DJ, Night, or Prime Minister
- You follow, but attention span is minimal B
- Now you're lost, never thought of intellectually
- The 3rd's word, guide you as we spark this
- Cause you're blind in the second stage of darkness
- [DJ Richie Rich cuts
- and Chuck D saying "Follow for now!"]
- [Pete Nice]
- As I move, I soothe like stimuli
- Not professor of hype, ask why
- some fable'll hold true to written word
- Over lessons of life, the 3rd of Bass
- Face up, step to a devil
- Not takin, but remain invisible
- Men judge by passin a mountain
- called Caucus, and ignorants are mouthin
- [MC Serch]
- Fallacy, the great fall, fell in disgrace
- How can hatred uplift a race?
- Not a dribbler or watermelon picker
- Givin you the Gas Face, as I'm dickin ya
- DOWN DOWN DOWN, but up from Sa-tan
- Knowledge is a child with a mind and a crayon
- Brilliance in difference, tracin true sight
- Third stage knowledge, brought forth a new light
- [DJ Richie Rich cuts
- and Chuck D saying "Follow for now!"]
- [President John F. Kennedy]
- Ask not.. what your country can do for you
- Ask what you can do for your country"
- [Pete Nice]
- Heart as, hard as, Chinese arithmetic
- Avante garder, not a heretic
- Figure out a right rhyme, stick it in my cranium
- Pete Nice, elemental like uranium
- Throwin joints, blowin like a cool breeze
- Swimmin in, I lift on juice, I wax MC's
- These hoes go frontin on my Jimmy
- I smack em on the back, sit em down, say
- I'll lay you out, like a funeral parlor
- Ready willin, fillin, killin for a Billin, Top
- I never stop, with Serch and Sam drillin it
- Soul in the Hole, MC's workin
- Kickin it, vickin, the suckers who be jerkin
- Me and my posse are hardcore, you want some more
- reason that I'm squeezin your girl (You never please her!)
- So I pleased, then I threw her in the gutter
- Cut her off, my wisdom wiser so I muster
- rows of all opposed, lows conquer all
- Those who pose as dope I say nope, I wear def clothes
- Dapper like Dan from, three the hard one
- Never stigmatize as a rapper or I'll slap ya
- You're stung from my tongue as you run from the drum
- (Diggy drum) Three the hard way, wordz of wizdom
- [MC Serch]
- A branch of the hip-hop tip grills your dome
- You're toe ingrown low showin you ain't got nobody home
- Prone to the microphone, light up, and take out
- Make you your will Bill, three is gonna break out
- the stylee, me and P-E-T-E
- Embark on a mission that's deadly, break out the ammo
- Aiyyo Sammo, hook up the beat
- and I'll lay the plan OH man
- you just got taken, I took a head out
- Attack on the back of the six of the Guinness Stout
- Usin abusin, those of the past tense
- Funning gunning, but I'm summing up the nonsense
- Three, the hard way, cards laid are OK
- Gettin up and settin up, just for a payday
- The minister, sinister (I ain't no devil!)
- Ten snakes circle and scoundrel Sam level
- This track to SMACK, the smile off a doubter
- The brother's, another MC who's about
- frontin like he's buntin, deceivin the delinquent
- Rappers on track, bustin out a medium
- For those opposed, who manifest a diss
- Pete tell em: "Manifest THIS!"
- Not righteous, but might just, make you wanna listen
- Yo I'm Elvis with the wordz of wizdom
- [Pete Nice]
- A ludicrous buddhist, boo this when I do this
- So true to this, perpetrators view this
- style, empirical, lyrical, it's critical
- Three the hard way, boy you need medical attention
- I'm like a surgeon in my left hand
- hold a microphone like a scalpel so you understand
- Wordz of wisdom, woven like a spider
- Bitch on my tip, I get busy and I ride her
- uptown, then I drown her like a psycho-pathic
- cause I'm graphic on the mic I never let go
- Light skinner eat dinner like a soul man
- Prove with the rhyme I'm down, Sam's hands
- transform strong (too strong) as a good pitch
- switch up the wizdom, into word which
- kicks out the Benzi in a frenzy it sends me
- up the Bronx River back to Brooklyn apprehends me
- like a d-tech bustin my man in the projects
- I'll send you up North, I ain't givin respect
- Prejudicial, your style artificial
- As live as limb that's attached to a criple
- It's simple (so simple) eliminate you like Gotti
- I chill in Bed-Stuy and drive a Mazzeratti
- With the body of a freak on my side, how am I livin?
- (How ya livin?) Larger than large, with the wordz of wizdom
- [MC Serch]
- Hyper-selective, Serch is attracting
- females who focus on the future, not slacking
- Rhythmic it's too quick, feel it, I let it flow
- Sam Sever seas'll submerge, so let it go
- throughout, or put out, lyrics like a d-valve
- Speak up, a deeper meaning as I leak out
- and seek out, a three the hard way endeavor
- Pete Nice, Serch, produced by Sam Sever
- Livin in my shoes boy, this is not Shoe Town
- A showdown for Motown, it's a new sound
- Lyrics that lick, the tick off a timepiece
- Foamin at the mouth punk, you need a leash
- What are you sick?? I'm a slick stupid scientist
- Rhymin that you can't comprehend (but you're buyin this)
- Record I'm wreckin, my homeboys are breakin
- Hopin that you're copin, no slopin, I'm not takin no shorts
- Cause I'm playin the high post
- Ask any girl in the place, who's the fly most
- brother with a cover, shootin to my cribbo
- The tease wants a please, girl screamin ditto
- so I did this, I needed the bed rest
- Hangin with the bangin on the strength, there's no contest
- Physically or lyrically, it's my kingdom
- Stingin em and bringin em the wordz of wizdom
- [MC Serch]
- Shammo.. hook up the def mix!
- Hahahahahahaha...
- Ahh, ahhahaha hahahahah tch tch tch
- Hahahaha
- Ahh ahahahhaha hah
- ..
- Hahahahh ahahhahhah
- ..
- See-ya![echoes]
- [some singing]
- Yo yo... that's ridiculous..[echoes]
- [Daddy Rich scratches "Brooklyn!"]
- [3 bars of drum beats]
- [Daddy Rich scratches "Brooklyn!"]
- [Verse One: MC Serch]
- Real cool.. cause Brooklyn's cool!
- Friday doin the last day of school
- Girls steppin to the mall to swing
- Settin up dollars for their summer fling
- Cars on the avenue create gridlock
- And there's girls like MAD at the bus stop
- Not waitin on the bus, but waitin on the cash flow
- Fellas are laughin, gassin the past hoe
- Girl steps to me and pushes issue
- Feelin on the bulge, thinkin it's her own
- I tell her that it's money and she should move on
- She says she's pure from legs to her thighs
- And we should talk over some chinese and fries
- I tell her to step, but hey that's the scene
- Cause she ain't nothin.. but a Brooklyn Queen
- [Chorus: repeat 2X]
- We are looking for the.." Brooklyn-Queens!
- [Verse Two: Pete Nice]
- State the rhyme, borough of Brooklyn
- Otherwise known as Crooklyn
- Freaks fortify flesh with gold
- Ears hang trunk, in a slave hold
- Walk past, don't get the time of day
- Played like suede, on a summer sway
- Conversated, till I made her laugh
- Said, "I'm Pete Nice.. you want my autograph?"
- Oval Office closed as she heard this
- She said, "From 3rd Bass? I could do this"
- Listen closely, slowly took a swig of intoxicants
- Cause the Brooklyn Queen's a gold digger
- [Chorus x2]
- [Verse Three: MC Serch]
- Squared away.. with my digits and tonight's plans
- When I feel a crab grab my right hand
- Slapped her on the back, tried to calm her
- Asking her, "Now what's the reason for the drama?"
- Her next move was straight out of textbook
- Yo Wisdom, your lyrics are in bad taste
- So I'm forced to give you nothing but the Gas Face
- You better go, for hoppin on the cab or bus
- Cause you're downtown and you're simply too fabulous
- But get this, ain't this a humdinger?
- She stepped to a retard sportin a four-finger ring
- Somewhere in the skin tight jeans
- I'm gonna scoop the best of the Brooklyn-Queens
- [Chorus]
- [Verse Four: Pete Nice]
- Last exit to Brooklyn I enter
- Carefully the Queen holds my scepter
- Gettin numb like a Derelict on scotch
- I'm Dick Lewis, cause baby I'm watchin you
- scheme on a brother for a knot
- To choose between the have and the have-not
- Do you doubt the shade of vanilla?
- I'll play Elvis and you play Priscilla
- Oh he's no hero, better yet Billy Dee
- Advertise cheap liqour for a fee
- A Brooklyn Queen, rushes Russell Simmons
- That's like Tyson rushin Givens
- [Chorus x2]
- [Daddy Rich scratches "Brooklyn!" repeatedly over drum beat]
- [3rd Bass]'Brooklyn-Queens'[x3]
- [MC Serch]Who's on Prince Paul's cactus?
- 'Brooklyn-Queens'
- [MC Serch]Hahaha, yeah check it out
- 'Brooklyn-Queens'
- yo, 'Brooklyn-Queens'
- [Daddy Rich keeps scratchin]
- [about a dozen alarm clocks and grandfather clocks go off]
- [MC Serch]
- Ready in the intro, cue up the Serch-lite
- Point us to the center stage (I'll grab the first mic)
- Projectin the voice with this mic that I'm cuffin
- You ain't my nucka, SUCKER I'm snuffin
- The word of the 3rd stands true, so no panickin
- (Man verse man) you freeze up like a mannequin
- Petrol, you let go, the wax for the new jacks
- to dwell upon you're steppin on the trigger as the tune smacks
- (Square in the butt) Pete gave me the cue
- So I'ma put up or shut up until my jam is through
- But for now I wanna freak em, so I'll embark
- to spark your mission posse, til way past dark
- (Don't park there's no standin) or I'll play the five-oh
- You don't stop movin until the Serch says so
- To keep the tribe open, shootin out to play em
- Three the hard way'll keep you steppin to the A.M.
- [Beastie Boys]
- [Schoolly D]
- [Beastie Boys]
- [Chuck D]
- ([Beastie Boys]
- [Schoolly D]
- [The Time]
- [Pete Nice]
- My mind has a question, I respond
- to a silver domed microphone (one step beyond)
- Straight to eighty-eight to the curves of the 90's
- I'm universal, I set a line free
- Behind me, the three the hard way, the jackpot
- (Awaitin Satan's, tryin to take cheap shots)
- We groove crowds, the three stand proud
- The brothers round the way sit down and say
- (How'd you do this?) Ludicrous rhythm of rhyme
- Anticipate like a bottle of Heinz.. KETCHUP
- (No catch up!) Cause you fell behind
- I'm steppin to the A.M. -- dickin down swine
- Pete Nice skims over lyrics, I pick em
- Strong and long, you're wrong, I stick em
- (He's the law with the sword) with my cable swingin
- (Like _The Pit or the Pendulum_) Pete Nice bringin
- the sunrise with no lies, legitimate (and you despise)
- Envy this MC's magnitude (so realize)
- The MC emceed (The DJ deejayed em)
- Until the next time I keep you steppin to the A.M.
- [repeat 2X]
- [Beastie Boys]
- [Schoolly D]
- [Beastie Boys]
- [Chuck D]
- [Beastie Boys]
- [Schoolly D]
- [The Time]
- [MC Serch]
- No weight on the felt plate, deep bass below rise
- Needle torture groove, move the record til the wack stride
- (Schoolin the swine on the strength of my vocab)
- Bet you wonder you're a goner
- (You're thinkin that you had)
- Lyrics to the A.M. but the house needs a swinger
- You st-st-st-st-stutter, but I'm a stinger
- (My rhymes so potent, I wrote em and it's evident)
- You're just a stunt, seekin a settlement
- The lyrical line (The artical original)
- Afflict like a convict, I ain't no criminal
- Scheamin on a cable or slobbin the knob
- You played me like a foul ball
- (How you livin Hobbes?!?!!)
- Now groove into the A.M., the master spoon feedin
- out a jumper, you're bumpin a freak while I'm G'n
- Peter let the record spin (Serch'll get a second wind)
- MOTIVATE THE CROWD, til it's steppin to the A.M.
- [Beastie Boys]
- [Schoolly D]
- [Beastie Boys]
- [Chuck D]
- [Beastie Boys]
- [Schoolly D]
- [The Time]
- ..
- [Pete Nice]
- I slide swiftly, keep a brother steppin
- (loungin, strength in my throat)
- Sweatin as you get hit with the rhythm
- My lines sustain like a crane, so uplift them
- (slow and smooth) Flowin like fluid
- The mass did worship the lyrics the three did
- (amid all crisis) Drop it like a guillotine
- (You're moist) fearing the voice of the rhyme fiend
- Scene is zipped, Pete Nice is your worst dream
- Fulfilled your illed I thrilled (I heard a LOUD scream)
- My mind is cued, so I run down a menu
- that downgrades the weak as my lyrics tend to
- (the needs of a shaker, sweatin to the point of exhaust)
- so listen to the mission horse
- Blinded by the science, my mind starts flexin
- Sexin down females to the A.M., perplexin
- a complex reflex (you wonder if we slumber)
- The three don't sleep (Aiyyo Pete Nice take em under!)
- Steppin to the A.M., I'm steppin to the mic
- to snatch up and smash up the club until daylight!
- [repeat 2X]
- [Beastie Boys]
- [Schoolly D]
- [Beastie Boys]
- [Chuck D]
- [Beastie Boys]
- [Schoolly D]
- [The Time]
- [Beastie Boys]
- [Schoolly D]
- [Beastie Boys]
- [Chuck D]
- [Beastie Boys]
- [Schoolly D]
- [Beastie Boys]
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