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No till

Foot on the pedal, never ever false
Engine running hotter than a kettle
My job ain't a job, a damn good time
to city, I'm running my rhymes

On location, touring around the
Beastie always on vacation
Itchy trigger finger but a stable
I do what I do best I'm illing and able

no faking, your money I'm taking
Going coast to coast, all the girlies shaking
you're at the job working nine to five
The Beastie are at the Garden, cold kickin' it live

No sleep

Another plane, another train, another bottle in the
Another girl, another fight, another drive all
Our manager's crazy, he always dust
got his own room at the back of the bus

Tour around the world, you around the clock
Plane to hotel, on the jock
We're thrashing like it's going out of style
Getting paid along the way 'cause it's worth your

Four on the floor, Ad Rock's out the
MCA's in the back 'cause skeezin' with a whore
We got a in the trunk with money in a stack
dice in the front and Brooklyn's in the back

No till
No sleep Brooklyn
No sleep Brooklyn

Ain't seen the light we started this band
MCA, get on the mic my man
and bred in Brooklyn, the U.S.A.
They me Adam Yauch, but I'm MCA

Like a lemon to a lime, a lime to a
I sip the def ale all the fine women
Got limos, arenas, TV
pictures and classy hos

off homes, get out of my way
Taxing little girlies form to L.A.
Waking up before I get to
'Cause I'll be rocking this party eight a week

No sleep
No till Brooklyn
No till Brooklyn
No till Brooklyn
No sleep Brooklyn

No sleep till
No sleep till
No sleep Brooklyn

No sleep till
No sleep Brooklyn
No till Brooklyn