Brrr Stick 'Em Lyrics
The song Brrr Stick 'Em is performed by Beastie Boys .
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"Well Toby, still want to be bionic?"
"You bet! I saw the way you mopped up those guys. If I could do that there wouldn't be a kid in town that could make me..."
"Toby, listen to me. What you saw in there was a man being forced to go berzerk because there are parts of his body he wasn't born with"
Hearers of the tone with the sensitive poem
Transmitted with the voice like a sousaphone
We be beaming these rhymes to the satellite
With the Human Beatbox for the people's delight
I run the three-legged race in a potato sack
I put a whole potato salad right down your back
I get mad respect at the old folk's home
Your mama's grandpapa won't leave me alone
Crank up the ba*s and redline the game
You're like the Tidy Bowl man spinning down the drain
'Cause I'm a cyborg created to emcee
We're gonna change our name to The Disco Three
Brrr, stick 'em, ha-ha-ha, stick ' em
Brrr, stick 'em, ha-ha-ha, stick ' em
Brrr, stick 'em, ha-ha-ha, stick ' em
Brrr, stick 'em, ha-ha-ha, stick ' em
Update my firmware and I'm good to go
I'm like "Danger, Will Robinson! Danger, Will Robinson!"
Coming down the block and you're like "Oooo!"
Bionic eye with the do-do-do-do-do-do....
I got my gear on like the Ear-ons
The human switchboard and interferons
We Jam On It like Newcleus
I'm known on a roll like Caduceus
Do androids dream of electric sheep?
Well, either way you're going to sow just what you reap
'Cause I'm a replicant, not a skin-job
Yo, HAL, open the f**kin' doors to the pod
Brrr, stick 'em, ha-ha-ha, stick ' em
Brrr, stick 'em, ha-ha-ha, stick ' em
Brrr, stick 'em, ha-ha-ha, stick ' em
Brrr, stick 'em, ha-ha-ha, stick ' em
Ah! Ah!
(Human Beatbox sample)
Smooth like butter, pure like ghee
Let me get up on the mic with the do-re-me
My dog's name is Sam, not Fifi
I'm profilin' a boulangerie
Robotron, Gorf, and Galaga
I got the s*xy Dig Dug calendar
Mix Master's scratching like he's got lice
The crabs! Hey yo, that ain't nice!
Like One-Eyed Jacks and Suicide Kings
You want wildness, wild I bring
My Uncle Freddie's making horseradish
To serve you on a platter like gefilte fish
Brrr, stick 'em, ha-ha-ha, stick ' em
Brrr, stick 'em, ha-ha-ha, stick ' em
Brrr, stick 'em, ha-ha-ha, stick ' em
Brrr, stick 'em, ha-ha-ha, stick ' em
"Well Toby, still want to be bionic?"
"What do you think you're doing in here you little agh..."