And on the cool check in
Center stage on the mic
And we re puttin it on wax
It s the new style

Four and three and two and one (What up!)
And when I m on the mic - the suckers run (Word!)
Down with Adrock and Mike D. and you ain t
And I got more juice than Picasso got paint
Got rhymes that are rough and rhymes that are slick
I m not surprised you re on my dick
B-E-A-S-T-I-Ewhat up Mike D.
Ah yeahthat s me
I got franks and pork and beans
Always bust the new routines
I get it - I got itI know it s good
The rhymes I write - you wish you would I m never in training - my voice is not straining
People always biting and I m sick of complaining
So I went into the locker room during classes
Bust into your locker and I smashed your glasses
You re from Secausus - I m from Manhattan
You re jealous of me because your girlfriend is cattin

(bridge) There it is - kick it!!!

Father to many - married to none
And in case you re unaware I carry a gun
Stepped into the party - the place was over packed
Saw the kid that dissed my homey and shot him in the back
I had to get a beeper cause my phone is tapped
You better keep your mouth shut cause I m fully strapped
I got money in the bank - I can still get high
That s why your girlfriend thinks that I m so fly
I ve got money and juice - twin sisters in my bed
Their father had envy so I shot him in the head
If I played guitar I d be Jimmy Page
The girlie s I like are underage (Check it!)
Girls with boyfriends are the kind I like
I ll steal your honey like I stole your bike
Your father - he s jealous cause I m making that green
I ve got the girlie s numbers from the places I been

(repeat bridge)

You wanna know why - because I m
October 31st - that is my date of birth
I got to the party and I did the Smurf
Taxing all females from coast to coast
And when I get my fill I m chilly most
We rag-tag girlies back at the hotel
And then we all switch places when I ring the bell
I chill at White Castle cause it s the best
But I m fly at Fat Burger when I way out west
K-I-N-G-A-D whammy
All the fly ladies are on my jammy
Went to the prom - wore the fly blue rental
Got six girlies in my Lincoln Continental
Met this girl at the party and she started to flirt
I told her some rhymes and she pulled up her skirt
Spent some bank - I got a high powered jumbo
Rolled up a wooly and I watched Colombo

Let me clear my throat - Kick it over here baby pop
And let all the fly skimmiesfeel the beat...drop

Coolin on the corner on a hot summer day
Just memy posse and M.C.A.
A lot of beer - a lot of girls - and a lot of cursing
Twenty-two automatic on my person
Got my hand in my pocket and my finger s on the trigger
My posse s gettin big - and my posse s gettin bigger
Some voices got treble - some voices got bass
We got the kind of voices that are in your face
Like the bun to the burger - like the burger to the bun
Like the cherry to the apple - to the peach to the plum
I m the king of the Ave. - and I m the king of the block
I m M.C.A. - and I m the King Adrock
I m Mike D. - I got all the fly juice
On the checkin at the party on the forty deuce
Walking down the block with the fresh fly threads
Beastie Boys fly the biggest heads

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