They got a committee to get me off the block
′Cause I say my rhymes loud, and I say 'em nonstop
Because being bad news is what we′re all about
We went to White Castle and we got thrown out

I got my boy Mike D, I got the King Ad-Rock
I got the jammy with the ammo inside my sock
I shot homeboy, but the bullet was a dud
So I reached in the Miller cooler, grabbed a cool bud

Slow ridin', gun hidin', on the go
I′m fly like an eagle and I drink Old Crow
I′m the king of the classroom, coolin' in the back
My teacher had beef, so I gave her a smack

She chased me out of class, she was strapped with a ruler
Went to the bathroom, rolled myself a wooler
With bottle in hand at the microphone stand
Ay, yo, homeboy, what you drinkin′, man?

I got money, I got juice
I got to the party and I got loose
I got rhythms, I got rhymes
I got the girlies with the def behinds

I got ill, I got busted
I got dust and I got dusted
I got gold, I got funky
I got the new dance they call the Brass Monkey

Because I'm hard hittin′, always bitten, cool as hell
I got the trees on my mirror, so my car won't smell
Sittin′ 'round the house, gettin' high, watchin′ tube
I′m eating Colonel's chicken, drinkin′ Heineken brew

And I'm a gangster, I′m a prankster, I'm the King of the Ave
And I′m hated, confrontated for the juice that I have
All the fine ladies are making a fuss
But I can't pay attention 'cause I′m on that dust

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