Now here's a little story I've got to tell
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About three bad brothers you know so well
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It started way back in history
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With Adrock, M.C.A., and me - Mike D.
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Been had a little horsy named Paul Revere
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Just me and my horsy and a quart of beer
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Riding across the land, kicking up sand
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Sheriff's posse on my tail cause I'm in demand
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One lonely Beastie I be
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All by myself without nobody
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The sun is beating down on my baseball hat
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The air is gettin' hot the beer is getting flat
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Lookin' for a girl I ran into a guy
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His name is M.C.A., I said, "Howdy" he said, "Hi"
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He told a little story that sounded well rehearsed
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Four days on the run and that he's dying of thirst
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The brew was in my hand and he was on my tip
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His voice was hoarse, his throat was dry he asked me for a sip
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He said, "Can I get some?"
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I said, "You can't get none!"
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Had a chance to run
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He pulled out his shotgun
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He was quick on the draw I thought I'd be dead
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He put the gun to my head and this is what he said,
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"Now my name is M.C.A. I've got a license to kill
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I think you know what time it is it's time to get ill
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Now what do we have here an outlaw and his beer
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I run this land, you understand I make myself clear."
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We stepped into the wind he had a gun, I had a grin
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You think this story's over but it's ready to begin
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"Now I got the gun you got the brew
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You got two choices of what you can do
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It's not a tough decision as you can see
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I can blow you away or you can ride with me" I said, I'll ride with you if you can get me to the border
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The sheriff's after me for what I did to his daughter
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I did it like this, I did it like that
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I did it with a whiffleball bat
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So I'm on the run the cop's got my gun
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And right about now it's time to have some fun
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The King Adrock that is my name
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And I know the fly spot where they got the champagne."
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We rode for six hours then we hit the spot
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The beat was a bumping and the girlies was hot
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This dude was staring like he knows who we are
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We took the empty spot next to him at the bar
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M.C.A. said, "Yo, you know this kid?"
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I said, "I didn't." but I know he did
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The kid said, "Get ready cause this ain't funny
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My name's Mike D. and I'm about to get money."
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Pulled out the jammy aimed it at the sky
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He yelled, "Stick 'em up!" and let two fly
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Hands went up and people hit the floor
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He wasted two kids that ran for the door
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"I'm Mike D. and I get respect
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Your cash and your jewelry is what I expect"
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M.C.A. was with it and he's my ace
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So I grabbed the piano player and I punched him in the face
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The piano player's out the music stopped
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His boy had beef and he got dropped
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Mike D. grabbed the money M.C.A. snatched the gold
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I grabbed two girlies and a beer that's cold.
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Paul Revere
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