Beastie Boys - B-Boy Bouillabaisse: Dropping Names - 2009 Digital Remaster lyrics

He thrusts his fists against the post and still insists he sees a ghost He thrusts his fists against the post and still insists he sees a ghost She's slipping through his fingers and she's moving out to the coast He thrusts his fists against the post and still insists he sees a ghost Well if your world was all black, and then your world was all white Well then you wouldn't get much color out of life now right? I'm nicknamed Shamrock - well my name is not Sheamus Girlies on the tippy cause my homey is famous My name is not O'Houlahee, nor is it Bryan If I said that I was weak man you know I'd be lyin s**ers try to bite then they try to pursue it Ya explain to a musician Dem know it, but dem can't do it