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Posted: 12.30.2002
Here we are now - entertain us
Now here's a little story I've got to tell
About three bad brothers you know so well
It started way back in history
With Adrock, M.C.A., and me - Mike D.

Had a little horsey named Paul Revere
Just me and my horsey and a quart of beer
Riding across the land - kicking up sand
Sheriff's posse on my tail cause I'm in demand

One lonely Beastie I be
All by myself without nobody
The sun is beating down on my baseball hat
The air is gettin' hot - the beer is getting flat
Lookin' for a girl - I ran into a guy
His name is M.C.A., I said, 'Howdy' - he said, 'Hi'

He told a little story that sounded well rehearsed
Four days on the run and that he's dying of thirst
The brew was in my hand and he was on my tip
His voice was hoarse, his throat was dry
He asked me for a sip

He said, 'Can I get some?'
I said, 'You can't get none!'
Had a chance to run
He pulled out his shotgun
He was quick on the draw - I thought I'd be dead
He put the gun to my head and this is what he said

'Now my name is M.C.A. - I've got a license to kill
I think you know what time it is - it's time to get ill
Now what do we have here - an outlaw and his beer
I run this land, you understand - I make myself clear?'

We stepped into the wind - he had a gun, I had a grin
You think this story's over but it's ready to begin

'Now I got the gun - you got the brew
You got two choices of what you can do
It's not a tough decision as you can see
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
The sheriff's after me for what I did to his daughter
I did it like this - I did it like that
I did it with a whiffleball bat


I'm on the run - the cop's got my gun
And right about now - it's time to have some fun

The King Adrock, that is my name
And I know the fly spot where they got the champagne

We rode for six hours then we hit the spot
The beat was a bumping and the girlies was hot
This dude was staring like he knows who we are
We took the empty spot next to him at the bar

M.C.A. said, 'Yo, you know this kid?'
I said, 'I didn't' but I know he did
The kid said, 'Get ready cause this ain't funny
My name's Mike D. and I'm about to get money.'

Pulled out the jammy - aimed it at the sky
He yelled, 'Stick 'em up!' - and let two fly
Hands went up and people hit the floor
He wasted two kids that ran for the door

'I'm Mike D. and I get respect
Your cash and your jewelry is what I expect.'

M.C.A. was with it and he's my ace
So I grabbed the piano player and I punched him in the face
The piano player's out - the music stopped
His boy had beef - and he got dropped
Mike D. grabbed the money
M.C.A. snatched the gold
I grabbed two girlies and a beer that's cold

Hey boy take a look at me...let me dirty up your mind...

ain't seen the light since we started this band
MCA... get on the mic my man

born and bred in Brooklyn, USA
they all me Adam Yauch but I'm MCA
like a lemon to a lime, a lime to a lemon
I sip the def ale with all the fly women
got limos, arena, TV shows
autograph pictures and classy hos
step off homes, get out of my way
taxing little girlies form here to LA
waking up before I get to sleep
cuz I'll be rocking this party eight days a week

¤ ¤ credit: mikey | 12.30.02 at 12:18 PM | link--this ¤ ¤

i like white castle's cuz it's the best but i fly fat burger when i'm way out west.

¤ ¤ credit: peat | 12.30.02 at 12:41 PM | link--this ¤ ¤

She acts like a nag
I don't know how it started
Even when I'm chillin'
she acts retarded
It's gets annoying
so high on the tip
If a pirate had a Def Jam shirt
she'd be hard on his tip

she's on it

¤ ¤ credit: michele | 12.30.02 at 01:57 PM | link--this ¤ ¤

Got this dance that's more than real
Drink Brass Monkey - here's how you feel
Put your left leg down - your right leg up
Tilt your head back - let's finish the cup
M.C.A. with the bottle - D. rocks the can
Adrock gets nice with Charlie Chan
We're offered Moet - we don't mind Chivas
Wherever we go with bring the Monkey with us
Adrock drinks three - Mike D. is D.
Double R. foots the bill most definitely
I drink Brass Monkey and I rock well
I got a Castle in Brooklyn - that's where I dwell

¤ ¤ credit: Jim | 12.30.02 at 04:27 PM | link--this ¤ ¤

brass monkey ... that funky monkey

¤ ¤ credit: tj | 12.30.02 at 08:22 PM | link--this ¤ ¤

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