Beastie Boys - Root Down (Free Zone Mix) (Remixed By The Prunes) lyrics

I kick it root down I put my root down I kick it root down, I put my root down So how we gonna' kick it? Gonna' kick it root down Yeah, how you wanna' kick it? Gonna' kick it root down So how you gonna' kick it? Gonna' kick it root down Gonna' break it on down, gonna' kick it root donwn 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 Everybody 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 I kick it root down I put my root down I kick it root down I put my root down So how you wanna kick it? Gonna kick it root down So how we gonna kick it? Gonna kick it root down So how we gonna kick it? Gonna kick it root down Break it all down gonna kick it root down AdRock don't stop, get on the mic with the tic and the toc I'll fill you with the f**in' 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 sh** So I'm going to pa** 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 f**ed 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 I kick it root down I put my root down I kick it root down I put my root down So how you wanna kick it? Gonna kick it root down So how we gonna kick it? Gonna kick it root down So how we gonna kick it? Gonna kick it root down Break it all down gonna kick it root down Yeah, that sh**'s on down And that's a record, that's a record 'cause of Mario And that's a record, that's a record 'cause of Mario And that's a record, that's a record to Mario Awww, now that's a record, buddy