Ill Communication

As I Develop The Awakening Mind I Praise The Buddha As They Shine
I Bow Before You As I Travel My Path To Join Your Ranks,
I Make My Full Time Task
For The Sake Of All Beings I Seek
The Enlighted Mind That I Know I'll Reap
Respect To Shantideva And All The Others
Who Brought Down The Darma For Sisters And Brothers
I Give Thanks For This World As A Place To Learn
And For This Human Body That I'm Glad To Have Earned
And My Deepest Thanks To All Sentient Beings
For Without Them There Would Be No Place To Learn What I'm Seeing
There's Nothing Here That's Not Been Said Before
But I Put It Down Now So I'll Be Sure
To Solidify My Own Views And I'll Be Glad If It Helps
Anyone Else Out Too

If Others Disrespect Me Or Give Me Flack
I'll Stop And Think Before I React
Knowing That They're Going Through Insecure Stages
I'll Take The Opportunity To Exercise Patience
I'll See It As A Chance To Help The Other Person
Nip It In The Bud Before It Can Worsen
A Change For Me To Be Strong And Sure
As I Think On The Buddhas Who Have Come Before
As I Praise And Respect The Good They've Done
Knowing Only Love Can Conquer In Every Situation
We Need Other People In Order To Create
The Circumstances For The Learning That We're Here To Generate
Situations That Bring Up Our Deepest Fears
So We Can Work To Release Them Until They're Cleared
Therefore, It Only Makes Sense
To Thank Our Enemies Despite Their Intent

The Bodhisattva Path Is One Of Power And Strength
A Strength From Within To Go The Length
Seeing Others Are As Important As Myself
I Strive For A Happiness Of Mental Wealth
With The Interconnectedness That We Share As One
Every Action That We Take Affects Everyone
So In Deciding For What A Situation Calls
There Is A Path For The Good For All
I Try To Make My Every Action For That Highest Good
With The Altruistic Wish To Achive Buddhahood
So I Pledge Here Before Everyone Who's Listening
To Try To Make My Every Action For The Good Of All Beings
For The Rest Of My Lifetimes And Even Beyond
I Vow To Do My Best To Do No Harm
And In Times Of Doubt I Can Think On The Dharma
And The Enlightened Ones Who've Graduated Samsara

Putting songs together ain't no puzzle like yahtzee
Sending this out to k-rob and rahmalzee
Let me introduce myself on this cut
I'm ad rock, i'm lit like a motherfuck
Well, i'm brewing up rhymes like i was using a still
Kickin' an old school flow like mike mcgill
'cause yauch's on the upright, the shit just ain't funny
Got fat bass lines like russel simmons steals money
Got clientele, you know i rock well
And then you're on my dick because i'm d.f.l.
Yeah, mike 'cause playing the bass is my favorite shit
I might be a hack on the stand up but i'm working at it
I get my hair cut correct like anthony mason
Then i ride the i.r.t. right up to penn station
Penn station up on 8th ave.
Listen all y'all you get the ball bath
He's got the savior faire because he's debonair
Mike d with the vinyl with the grooves so rare
And the rhymes that we're are doo doo


Shit, if it's going to be that kind of a party
I'm gonna stick my dick in the mashed potatoes


Been makin' with the freak freak, so unique
I been learning from the elders now it's time to speak
Oh that shit sounds nice
Mike d come on and get it on y'all
Talking shit about a mile a minute
Put the wax on the table and let the d.j. spin it
Excuse me motherfuckers, can i beg your pardon
I'm gonna see the knicks at madison square garden
And like the knicks i got game like i worked at hasbro
On the mic i bug, like i was prince jazzbo
The rhymes are stupid to make you go coo-coo
You can't sleep 'cause you're little cindy loo hoo
Down with the hurra since the raising hell tour
Just listen to his cuts there's no reason to tell more
Cindy what i didn't catch the last one
That shit sounded kinda nice, but bust a fast one
Well i'm not known for my speed raps
So grab the microphone and cut out the claps
Ah yea, i like that shit is kind of rough
I'll grab the microphone and fuck it up


I might seem out there, a little deranged
I've got to cool off, catch me on the driving range
Well i'm the ladies' choise like i was j.j. evans
Legalize the weed and i'll say thank heavens
I'm talking p.g.a. pro tour 2
I'm doctor beppers in my t.v., in my golfing shoes
Pass me an iron and i'll bust a chip shot
Then you throw me off the green because i'm strictly hip-hop
I'll grab the tee, i'll tee off
I'll grab the golf clubs and i'm off, i'm audi- so check me
I've got the timbos on my toes when i'm not on the green
I've got the costom made boots with the spikey things
I'm working on my driving 'cause i'm going pro
I've got the funky fly golf gear from head to toe
Yea, the b-boys makin' with the freak freak
Mario's nagging nonni's about the pesto pizza
And then he's on a mission and he's checking for peacha

I Can Hear The Trumpets Blowing Screaming Out The End Of Time
Look Around And Listen And You'll See Every Sign
The Waters Are Polluted As The Forests Are Cut Down
Bombing And Drilling Deep Below Ground
Check The Prophecies From Around The World
And Look Around Now As It All Unfurls
Look Into Yourself And See What Goes On
Get A Feeling In Your Heart Of The Right From Wrong
Because The Mother Earth Needs To Be Respected
Been Far From Too Long That She's Been Neglected
Race Against Race, Such A Foolish Waste
It's Like Cutting Off Your Nose To Spit Your Face
And At The End Of The Wars, What Was The Cost
It's Clear That The Earth Was The One Who Lost
We Are One With Her As She Is One With Us
It's Unreal How She Is Treated So Unjust
As Our Planet Grows Smaller Each And Every Day
Everyone Affecting Everyone In Every Way
We're All Citizens Of The Worl Community
All Here Together And We're Searching For Unity
Over The Years, I've Grown And Changed So Much
Things I Know Now Years Ago, I Couldn't Touch
There Are Things I've Done That I Wouldn't Do Again
But I'm Glad That I Did 'Cause I've Learned From Them
I Just Try To Stay Present Right Here, Right Now
No Worries, No Fears And Without Any Doubts
It's About Time

'Cause In These Times, These Changing Times
A Transition Is Occuring And I Am Not Blind
As The Pendlum Swings A New Age We Enter
And With Every Swing, It Draws Closer To The Center
Yes The Storm Before The Calm And The Wars That Lead To Love
Things Must Run Their Course So We Push And We Shove
But We're Here To Work It Out In One Way Or Another
To Find A Mutual Respect For Ourselves And One Another
And The True Key Is A Trust In Self
For When I Trust Myself, I Fear No One Else
I Took Control Of My Life, Just As Anyone Can
I Want Everyone To See It's In The Palm Of Your Hand
The Past Is Gone, The Future Yet Unborn
But Right Here And Now Is Where It All Goes On
I Know We Can Fix It And It's Not Too Late
I Give Respect To King And His Nonviolent Ways
I Dream And I Hope And I Won't Forget
Someday I'm Going To Visit On A Free Tibet
Someday I'm Going To See Us All Joined As One
And It Would Be Too Bad To Blow It Up Before We're Done
'Cause We Long Behind The Rage Learning From The Pain
The Love Behind The Tension Like The Sun Behind The Rain
I'm Sending Loving Light To All That Is
To All Creation And The Life We Live
I'm Not Preaching Bull Shit, Just Speaking My Mind
'Cause I'm Here Now And It's About Time

I Kick My Root Down
I Put My Root Down

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
Everbody 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

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Ad Rock Don't Stop, Get On The Mic With The Tic And The Toc
I'll Fill You With The Fuckin' 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 Shit
So I'm Going To Pass 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 Fucked 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

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Like The Black Birds I'm A Do It Fluid
Building Rhymes Like Buildings, Like A Stonehenge Druid
Step Up And Get Enlightened, Educating My Mind
I Play The Tape Forward, It's Not Time To Rewind
Step Inside The Mother Fucker And I Get My Flow On
Season's Change When It Comes Their Time
Falls Brings The Winter And On Back To Springtime
Well, It's The King Ad Rock And That's Who I Am
Listen All Of Y'all I'm Not The Son Of Sam
'Cause I'm Thin And I Don't Grin And I'm Not A Grinner
But Check It Out People 'cause I Love To Go And Swim
Caught Up On The Phone Fiber Optic Distraction
Information Super Highway Got The Brain Contraction
I'm The Kung Fu Master Vs. The Sumo Wrestler
Got The Beats In Manhatten You Can Hear In Westchester
Well, My Mother Was Born Out In Coney Island
Raised On The L.E.S. Manhatten Island
My Dad Camo Out From Detroit And They Had Me
And Back On Through Ellis Island Goes Through The Family Tree
Well, I'm A Six Point Seven On The Richter Scale
I've Got Rhymes Gallot And Then I Never Fail
Like Gravy On Potatos, Luke To Darth Vader
I'm A Souped Up Sucker And I'll See You All Later

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You See Me Coming Down The Block With The Funky cuts
You Say Mike D. And I Say Mic These Nuts
I've Got Attractions Like I'm Elvis Costello
Adam Yauch Grab The Mic 'Cause You Know You're My Mellow
Well When I Get It Into The Zone
I'm Gonna Take My Mind To A Place Where It's All One
My Shit Is On And The Rhyme Style's Kicking
My Brain Is Flowing Honest Like Abe Lincoln
'Cause I'm The Fuckin' Rythm Ace With The Rhyme Selection
Listen All Y'all I Rap With Perfection
Because I Got The Mother Fuckin' Old School Flavor
That You Savor So Watch Your Behavior
Talking Other Dimensions, Levels Higher
Why Did Billy Joel Say 'We Didn't Start The Fire'
Take You To Another Realm, Another Level
I've Got The Funky Rhymes But I'm Not The Funky Devil
I Step From Minute To Minute, Lifetime To Lifetime
Step From Stage To Stage To See It All Unwind
Slowly But Surely I Seek To Find My Mind
And Every Wall That I Face Is Ow My Own Desig
Glendale Boulevard Boulevard
Glendale Boulevard Is Where I'm At
It's Where I'm At, Where I Live
Check It Out Because My Head Is Like A Siv
And We Turn It Out

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Putting Song Together Ain't No Puzzle Like Yahtzee
Sending This Out To K-Rob And Rahmalzee
Let Me Introduce Myself On This Cut
I'm Ad Rock, I'm Lit Like A Motherfuck
Well, I'm Brewing Up Rhymes Like I Was Using A Still
I've Got An Old School Flow Like Mike McGill
'Cause Yauch's On The Upright, The Shit Just Ain't Funny
Got Fat Bass Lines Like Russel Simmons Steals Money
Got Clientele, You Know I Rock Well
And Then You're On My Dick Because I'm D.F.L.
Yeah, Mike 'Cause Playing The Bass Is My Favorite Shit
I Might Be A Hack On The Stand Up But I'm Working At It
I Get My Hair Cut Correct Like Anthony Mason
Then I Ride The I.R.T. Right Up To Penn Station
Penn Station Up On 8th Ave.
Listen All Y'all You get The Ball Bath
He's Got The Savior Faire Because He's Debonair
Mike D With The Vinyl With The Grooves So Rare
And The Rhymes That We're Are Doo Doo

Been Makin' With The Freak Freak, So Unique
Been Learning From The Elders Now It's Time To Speak
Oh That Shit Sounds Nice
Mike D Come On And Get It On Y'all
Talking Shit About A Mile A Minute
Put The Wax On The Table And Let The D.J. Spin It
Excuse Me Motherfuckers, Can I Beg Your Pardon
I'm Gonna See The Knicks At Madison Square Garden
And Like The Knicks I Got Game Like I Worked At Hasbro
On The Mic I Bug, Like I Was Prince Jazzbo
The Rhymes Are Stupid To Make You Go Coo-Coo
You Can't Sleep 'Cause You're Little Cindy Loo Hoo
Down With The Hurra Since The Raising Hell Tour
Just Listen To His Cuts There's No Reason To Tell More
Cyndy What I Didn't Catch The Last One
That Shit Sounded Kinda Nice, But Bust A Fast One
Well I'm Not Known For My Speed Raps
So Grab The Microphone And Cut Out The Claps
Ah Yea, I Like That Shit Is Kind Of Rough
I'll Grab The Microphone And Fuck It Up

I Might Seem Out There, A Little Deranged
I've Got To Cool Off, Catch Me On The Driving Range
Well I'm The Ladies' Choise Like I Was J.J. Evans
Legalize The Weed And I'll Say Thank Heavens
I'm Talking P.G.A. Pro Tour 2
I'm Doctor Beppers In My T.V., In My Golfing Shoes
Pass Me An Iron And I'll Bust A Chip Shot
Then You Throw Me Off The Green Because I'm Strictly Hip-Hop
I'll Grab The Tee, I'll Tee Off
I'll Grab The Golf Clubs And I'm Off, I'm Audi- So Check Me
I've Got The Timbos On My Toes When I'm Not On The Green
I've Got The Costom Made Boots With The Spikey Things
I'm Working On My Driving 'Cause I'm Going Pro
I've Got The Funky Fly Golf Gear From Head To Toe
Yea, The B-Boys Makin' With The Freak Freak
Mario's Nagging Nonni's About The Pesto Pizza
And Then He's On A Mission And He's Checking For Peacha

1-2 1-2 Keep It On
Listen To The Shit Because We Kick It Until Dawn
Listen To The Abstract Got It Going On
Listen To The Ladies Come On And Let Me Spawn
All Your Eggs Then You You Go Up The River
Listen To The Abstract That Freaky Nigger
I'm Ad Rock And I Shock And I Tick And I Tock
And I Can't Stop With The Body Rock
See I've Got Heart Like John Starks
Hitting Mad Sparks
Pass Me The Mic
And I'll Be Rocking The Whole Park
I'm The M To The C To The A And It's A Must
The Rhymes That We Bust On The Topic On Lust
And My Moms Is Not Butt, But Fuck It
Let Me Get Down To The Rhythm
Yes I'm Getting Funky And I'm Shooting All My Jism
Like John Holmes, The X-rated Nigger
Listen To The Shit 'Cause I'm The Ill Figure
Nobody's Getting Any Bigger Than This

Ad Rock Down With The Ione
Listen To The Shit Because Both Of Them Is Boney
Got To Do It Like This Like Chachi And Joanie
Because She's The Cheese And I'm The Macaroni
So Why All The Fight And Why All The Fuss
Becasue I Ain't Got No Dust
Yea, You Know I'm Getting Silly
I've Got A Grandma Hazel And A Grandma Tilly
Grand Royalprez And I'm Also A Member
Born On The Cusp In The Month Of November
I Do The Patty Duke In Case You Don't Remember
Well, I Freak A Funky Beat Like The Shit Was In A Blender
Well, I'm Long Gone Word Is Born
Don't Need A Mother Fucking Fool Telling Me Right From Wrong
I Don't Think I'm Slick Nor Do I Play Like I'm Hard
But I Shall Drive The Lane Like I Was Evan Bernhard
And I've Working On My Game Because Life Is Taxing
Got To Get It Together And See What's Happening

I Go One Two Like My Name Was Biz Mark
But I Had To Do The Shit Just Let Me Embark
On The Lyric And The Noun And The Verb
Let's Kick The Shit Off 'Cause Yo, I'm Not The Herb
Well, It's Not The Herb But The Spice With The Flavor To Spare
Tho Moog With The Funk For Your Derriere
While We're On That Topic, Yes I Like To Mention
When It Comes To Boning I'm Representing
Spacing, Zoning, Talkin' On The Phone And
My Brain Is Roaming And I Don't Know Where It's Going
Talking Lots Of Shit A Little Tweaking On The Weekend
I've Got To Get Him By The Reigns Because I Know That I'm Freaking
Well, I'm A Funky Skull And I'm A Scorpio
And When I Get My Flow I'm Dr On The Go
So Q-tip, What You On The Mic For
Because I Had To Talk About The Times That I Rhyme
And When M.C.S Come In My Face, I'm Like Mace
Because I Back Them Off With The Quills
Nigger 'Cause I Tell You, Nigger 'Cause I'll Keep You Under Prills
Resting On Nine One One Sixteenth Ave Off The Farmes Boulevard
I'm From Manhattan M.C.A.'s From Brooklyn
Yea, M.C.A., Your Shit Be Cooking
Praying Mantis On The Court And I Can't Be Beat
So, Yo Tip, What's Up With The Boot On Your Feet
I've Got The Timbos On The Toes And This Is How It Goes
Oh One Two, Oh My God
One Two, Oh My God, I've Got Some Shit
I've Got The Kung Fu Grip Behind My Green Trap Kit
Never Ever Ever Smoking Crack
Never Ever Ever Fucking Wack
I Eat The Fuckin' Pineapple Now & Laters
Listen To Me Now, Don't Listen To Me Later
Fuck It 'Cause I Know I Didn't Make It Fuckin' Rhyme For Real
But, Yo Technically I'm As Hard As Steel
Gonna Get It Together, Watch It, Gonna Get It Together Ma Bell
I'm Like Ma Bell, I've Got The Ill Communications

Drink A Six Pack And Then You Play Som Ball
Walking Down The Stairs And Then He Starts To Fall
Add On Two Joints And Then He Starts To Sweat
Two Hundred Seventy Five Punds That You Can't Forget

Heart Attack, Heart Attack Man
Spend All Your Money On Your Health Insurance Plan
Heart Attack, Heart Attack Man
Keep On Getting Bigger Because You Know That You Can

Why Do You Force Yourself On Top Of That Girl
Laugh With All Your Buddies Because It's A Man's Man's World
Someday That Shit Will Come Back To You
You've Been Throwing Your Weight Around And
Your Shit Is Through

Heart Attack, Heart Attack Man
Going Nowhere, Got No Master Plan
Heart Attack, Heart Attack Man
Heart Attack

(Mosh Part)
Weighs In At Two Seventy Five
My Man Is Lucky To Be Alive
Smokin' And Drinkin' Too
The Heart Attack Man Is Gonna Be Running Over You
Got No God Damn Respect
Had To Put The Big Big Bitch In Check

Heart Attack, Heart Attack Man
Lungs Full Of Tar And A Stomach Full Of Spam
Heart Attack, Heart Attack Man
Time To Change Your Ways Heart Attack Man

Butcher me on the court
Too many elbows to report
Now you're poking me in the eye
Bill laimbeer motherfucker, it's time for you to die


Tough guy, it's time to check yourself
Dribbling the ball like the biz can be bad for your health
Tough guy, what you got to prove
Moving like an elephant, that's your favorite move
Tough guy, your shit is going out


Tough guy

Box me out with your fat ass
Throw me around like a bounce pass
You've got a tombstone hanging over your dick
Cause a minor earthquake when you throw a moving pick


Touch guy, you think you're like the shaq
Keep running around, you'll catch a heart attack
Tough guy, what are you giving me
The way you're playing ball, you'll stop me from living b


Tough guy, tough guy


Tough guy, you're shit is weak
Tough guy, you fucking freak
Tough guy, i'll stick your shit
Tough guy