Beastie Boys

Jimi



Oh whoa, let's like, get my bong, and do up some heavy weed, man, I got some really heavy megsy meg stuff.. stone joints.. it's totally lost It's totally.. all the time Hey, a lot of drugs, go to hell You ain't got nothing nothing to say Why don't you just go away You ain't got nothing nothin to tell Why don't you just go to hell You ain't got nothing nothing in your head Odds are coming, you could be dead Ah, let's get back to my bong.. yea..aah.. it's like.. Whoo...