I always thought it was kind of stupid when people cried over celebrity deaths, because it’s not like you really know them, but now I finally understand. There are no words that can express my sadness over the death of Adam Yauch of the Beastie Boys from cancer at age 47. RIP MCA, you will be missed.
“Well I got to keep it going, keep it going full steam.
Too sweet to be sour, too nice to be mean.
Well on the tough guy style I’m not too keen.
Try to change the world I’ma plot and scheme.”
“Now my name is M.C.A. – I’ve got a license to kill.
I think you know what time it is – it’s time to get ill.
Now what do we have here – an outlaw and his beer.
I run this land, you understand – I made myself clear.”
“All I really know is what I’m talking about,
Yeah, that’s right, my name’s Yauch.”
Girls with boyfriends are the kinds I like,
I’ll steal your honey like I stole your bike.”
“Cause I’m a spacializer, rhyme reviser,
Ain’t selling out to advertisers.
What you get is what you see,
And you won’t see me in the advertising.”
“I’ve got more rhymes than I’ve got gray hairs,
And that’s a lot because I’ve got my share.”
“I want to say a little something that’s long overdue,
The disrespect to women has got to be through.
To all the mothers and the sisters and the wives and friends,
I want to offer my love and respect to the end.”
I’ve got shark’s teeth so I can bite your head.
I’ve got tiger’s claws that’ll scratch you dead.
I’ve got wings like a dragon when I’m flying above.
Shoot venom from my eyes when it’s time to get rough.”
“If you try to knock me, you’ll get mocked,
I’ll stir fry you in my wok.
Your knees’ll start shaking and your fingers pop,
Like a pinch on the neck of Mr. Spock.”