Welcome to our page... where Linzi D and Court C get to express all their hip hop stuff that's be repressed!
Who are we, you may well ask... well, Linzi D and I are two groovy hipsters who like to shake it shake it shake it all night long! We're two Brooklyn babes, and we don't sleep until we get there.
Linzi loves disco very much so, and David Cassidy, cause quite frankly, which one of us here can honestly say that we don't? Plus, Chris Kattan, whom she is going to marry. We are not two obsessed girlz, nooooo. We are two passionate girlz who like their bboyz. As for her favorite Bboyz songs, Linzi has beeen known to say: "Body Movin'," "The Move," "No Sleep Till Brooklyn," (our theme song), and "So Whatcha' Want?" Shout outs to... no one... none of my friendz use the computer, so just to my man Chris Kattan!
Court C is definitely the Maestro of the thing called Yauch... another Brooklyn gurl, she feels at home when "Alright Hear This," or "The Move" are pumpin' on the thing how do you say? Oh, yesss. The stereo. She lays in the basslines... and they're just blazin'. She likes to keep it clean and she likes to shine like a sunbeam, and shout outs to MC ("is what I am, and do, the") A ("is for Adam, and the lyrics, true."), Adrock, and Mista Mike D. Oh, and no one can do it like Mixmasta can, come on!
Why do we love the Big Apple? New York is where I'd rather stay, I get allergic smelling hay. And don't forget, the Bronx is up, and Brooklyn's down.
No sleep 'til - Brooklyn
Foot on the pedal never ever false metal
Engine running hotter than a boiling kettle
My job's ain't a job it's a damn good time
City to city I'm running my rhymes
On location touring around the nation
Beastie Boys always on vacation
Itchy trigger finger but a stable turntable
I do what I do best because I'm illing and able
Ain't no faking your money I'm taking
Going coast to coast watching all the girlies shaking
While you're at the job working nine to five
The Beastie Boys at the Garden cold kickin' it live
No sleep 'til -
Another plane another train
Another bottle in the brain
Another girl another fight
Another drive all night
Our manager's crazy he always smokes dust
He's got his own room at the back of the bus
Tour around the world you rock around the clock
Plane to hotel girls on the jock
We're thrashing hotels like it's going out of style
Getting paid along the way cause it's worth your while
Four on the floor Adrock's out the door
(edited next line cause it makes me sad)
We got a safe in the trunk with money in a stack
With dice in the front and Brooklyn's in the back
No sleep 'til -
(repeat chorus)
Ain't seen the light since we started this band
M.C.A. get on the mic my man
Born and bred Brooklyn U.S.A.
They all me Adam Yauch but I'm M.C.A.
Like a lemon to a lime a lime to a lemon
I sip the def ale with all the fly women
Got limos, arena, TV shows
Autograph pictures and classy hos
Step off homes get out of my way
Taxing little girlies form here to L.A.
Waking up before I get to sleep
Cause I'll be rocking this party eight days a week