And on the cool check in
Center stage on the mic
And weand're puttinand' it on wax
Itand's the new style
Four and three and two and one (what up!)
And when iand'm on the mic - the suckers run (word!)
Down with adrock and mike d. and you ainand't
And i got more juice than picasso got paint
Got rhymes that are rough and rhymes that are slick
Iand'm not surprised youand're on my dick
B-e-a-s-t-i-e, what up mike d.
Ah yeah, thatand's me
I got franks and pork and beans
Always bust the new routines
I get it - i got it, i know itand's good
The rhymes i write - you wish you would iand'm never in training - my voice is
Not straining
People always biting and iand'm sick of complaining
So i went into the locker room during classes
Bust into your locker and i smashed your glasses
Youand're from secausus - iand'm from manhattan
Youand're jealous of me because your girlfriend is cattinand'
(bridge) there it is - kick it!!!
Father to many - married to none
And in case youand'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 and'cause my phone is tapped
You better keep your mouth shut and'cause iand'm fully strapped
I got money in the bank - i can still get high
Thatand's why your girlfriend thinks that iand'm so fly
Iand'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 iand'd be jimmy page
The girlieand's i like are underage (check it!)
Girls with boyfriends are the kind i like
Iand'll steal your honey like i stole your bike
Your father - heand's jealous and'cause iand'm making that green
Iand've got the girlieand's numbers from the places i been
(repeat bridge)
You wanna know why - because iand'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 iand'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 and'cause itand's the best
But iand'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 skimmies, feel the beat...drop
Coolinand' on the corner on a hot summer day
Just me, my 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 fingerand's on the trigger
My posseand's gettinand' big - and my posseand's gettinand' 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
Iand'm the king of the ave. - and iand'm the king of the block
Iand'm m.c.a. - and iand'm the king adrock
Iand'm mike d. - i got all the fly juice
On the checkinand' at the party on the forty deuce
Walking down the block with the fresh fly threads
Beastie boys fly the biggest heads
