Beastie Boys - Hold It Now - Hit It! 

                 Now I chill real ill when I start to chill
             When I fill my pockets with a knot of dollar bills
                  Sipping pints of ale out the window sill
                     When I get my fill I'm chilly chill
                 Now I just got home because I'm out on bail
                   What's the time? - it's time to buy ale
                 Peter eater - parking meter all of the time
                 If I run out of ale - it's Thunderbird wine
               Miller drinking - chicken eating - dress so fly
            I got friends in high places that are keeping me high
                   Dow with Mike D. and it ain't no hassle
          Got the ladies of the eighties from here to White Castle

                       (chorus) Hold it now - hit it!

                    M.C. - Adam Yauch in the place to be
           And all the girls are on me cause I'm down with Mike D.
                I'm down with Mike D. and it ain't no baloney
                For real, not phony - "O.E." and Rice-a-Roni
                 I come out at night 'cause I sleep all day
                   And I'm the King Adrock and he's M.C.A.
           Well I'm cruising, I'm bruising - I'm never ever losing
          I'm in my car - I'm going far and dust is what I'm using
                      Around the way is where I'm from
                  And I'm from Manhattan and I'm not a bum
         Because you're pud-slapping, ball-flapping - got that juice
               My name's Mike D. and I can do that Jerry Lewis

                               (repeat chorus)

                    Hip-hop, body rockin' - doing the do
                Beer drinking, breath stinking, sniffing glue
                 Belly flipping, always illing, busting caps
                 My name's Mike D. and I write my own snaps
                 I'm a peep-show seeking on the forty-deuce
                 I'm a killer at large and I'm on the loose
                Pistol packing, Monkey drinking, no money bum
              I come from Brooklyn 'cause that's where I'm from
                Cheap-skate, perpetrating - money hungry jerk
              Everyday I drink a "O.E." and I don't go to work
          You drippy nose knuckle-head - you're we behind the ears
                      You like men - and we like beer.

                               (repeat chorus)

                    King of the Ave. with the Def female
              You're rhyming and stealin' with the freshest ale
                     Cooling at the crib watching my TV
                     Ed Norton - Ted Knight - and Mr. Ed
                    Pump it up homeboy - just don't stop
                     Chef Boy-ar-dee cooling on the pot
                    I take no slack cause I got the knack
             And I'm never dusting out cause I torch that crack
                      The King Adrock - that is my name
               And you're drinking Moet - we got the champagne
               A quarter dropping - going shopping buying wigs
                 Surgeon general cut professor - D.J. Thigs

                               (repeat chorus)

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