Artist: Beastie Boys Album: Hot Sauce Committee Part Two Song: Say It Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash [Verse One] To the heart of the matter, the mic I shatter So cold on the mic it'll make your teeth chatter You climb the corporate ladder, to make your pockets fatter We be flippin styles like pancake batter Looking through your binos, spyin on me I'm runnin like a wino on a drinkin spree Call yourself an emcee, but what's ya truth? You gotta another noose inside the toll booth Suckers sniffin on socks, chewin on rocks My competition has the combination to the lock You wanna get inside well then you best not knock And when you get on you got to rock the spot [Chorus] Once it hits your mind what you gonna do? Don't keep it inside you, got, to Say it! Let it out, let it out Scream! Run and shout, run and shout Scream! Gotta put it out, put it out Say it! Gonna get it out, get it out [Verse Two] Now I can feel it in my bloodstream, see it in the eyes People linin up with their own demise They have the man made troubles to, monetize Corporate violence we can't reply You could keep 'em out of service, and you're a complainer You bust your ass Jones like you slipped on a banana Like nick nack paddy wack you got to let it out From the vine to the line to the world give a shout Line to the line, paper to the pen A brand new dance called David Rodigan You sure really wanna let me begin? You can't stop me rhymin when I let go Life is good and then it gets you Stuff you thought, it comes true [Chorus]