Beastie Boy - Classified

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I’m that kid in the corner

All fucked up and I wanna so I’m gonna

I’m that-I'm that kid in the corner

All fucked up and I wanna so I’m gonna

Okay, yeah

Look, I do what I do

I don’t give two shits to who’s watching

I’m that dude who got a clue who’s acting cuckoo and indulgent

That Absolut and Grey Goose loosen Luke up when I’m rockin'

Got a screw loose like a loose tooth

Acting too cool’s not an option

So who’s going in then going out

Man, that’s an easy choice

Fighting for my right to party like a Beastie Boy

I throw it up and drink it down

What, you don’t need another

'Cause you don’t hold your own, like surrogate mothers

My brother, wake up, wake up

Never sleep in and let the day pass me

Went shotgun to the back seat

Went full-throttle to half speed

We wiling, dialed in

We set it off, we never stop

So let it rock, 'til the Heavens call

And the Devil knock-knock-knocks

Oh my lord, take the wheel

Oh my lord, I pray for real

I’m always swinging for the fence

So clear the bench and take the field

I’m a never-ending number, I don’t wonder I discover

I’m the one who gets it done before supper

Kid, I’m a Beastie Boy

That’s why you looking at me sideways (sideways)

'Cause you don’t like the way I work (work, w-work)

I, I always do it my way (my way)

Why you wanna see me at my worst, I get Beastie Boy

I’m that kid in the corner

All fucked up and I wanna so I’m gonna

Beastie Boy

I’m that, I’m that kid in the corner

All fucked up and I wanna so I’m gonna

Yeah, uh

I know that I need to grow up, I don’t know what’s coming (next)

I been trying to go the distance and ain’t missing nothing (yet)

More in line and genuine when drinking wine and drunken (mess)

Feeling fine but over time I’m sure I’ll find my sudden death

I don’t panic, I’m balanced

I never sit still like the mannequin challenge

I’m antsy, I’m wiling, this man can’t be silenced

So check your head and check the dialogue

Forget the Tylenol, for the pain I’m fighting off

Can’t tell me right or wrong

Uh, we waking up you deep sleepers

Shit starters and peace keepers

You vegans and you meat eaters

I’m needed now like bee keepers

The flow is cold as deep freezers

So put a coat over that t-shirt before you catch a deep fever

So cold, I’m having mood swings, mood swings

Only takes me a few drinks to tie one on like shoe strings

I’m 20 years old in a grown man’s body

Enjoying the fruits of my labour like no man can stop me

Turn it up and let the beat play, I’m a Canadian emcee eh

Ad-Rock guitar, mix-master Mike DJ

I’m a Beastie Boy

That’s why you looking at me sideways (sideways)

'Cause you don’t like the way I work (work, w-work)

I, I always do it my way (my way)

Why you wanna see me at my worst, I get Beastie Boy

I’m that kid in the corner

All fucked up and I wanna so I’m gonna

Beastie Boy

I’m that, I’m that kid in the corner

All fucked up and I wanna so I’m gonna

'Cause I’m a Beastie Boy

They think that I’m a Beastie Boy

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They think that I’m a mother fucking Beastie Boy

Think that I’m a Beastie Boy

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