Beastie Boys Lyrics

Album: Unknown

Michelle's Farm Lyrics

I've got the skills to pay the bills(x4) 

I'm mike d and I'm bustin' out trap kits 

The time has come so I'm going to rap this 

You Rip Van Winkle now you're gonna wake up 

mcs pick up a hobby that you're gonna take? 

on the stage I'm known to break fool 

But when I'm at the table it's the Futterman's rule 

Workin' on my game cause it's there to tax 

I'm on a crazy mission to wax bob mack 

up to the top, to the very last drop 

I'm making bunk from the rhymes I make 

I'm selling sex rhymes by the pound 

you horny MC's wont you gather round 

I've got the skills to pay the bills(x4) 

Better pull through when it comes to me 

Let it go down like it's supposed to be 

Words together like birds in a flock 

Yes rhymes on time like the hands on a clock 

Well I'm an epileptic, a skept-a-cleptic 

I'm cutting up the beats from? 

I fucked around and then I lost my tooth 

I'm telling everybody it's the goddamned truth 

Like Dennis Coffey I'm a Scorpio 

Like my man Schneider, I'm a super ho 

Making mountains out of molehills and rockin' some mo' skills 

butt naked beats with butt naked _______ 

I've got the skills to pay the bills(x4) 

Welcome Welcome back 

I don't sell bullets and I don't sell crack 

Rub a little oil on my neck and back 

Now listen baby doll we outta hit the sack 

the original young aboriginal 

continued evolution of an individual 

got so many rhymes ya know my throat is sore 

it's 1992 and still no one to vote for 

Well my words are what I'm seeing through my own eyes 

a little vision of the truth in this world of lies 

when it comes to coming off I like to get my fill 

Well I got the skills 

I got the skills to pay the bills(x4)