Posse In Effect Lyrics - Licensed To Ill - Beastie Boys

Yes, yes, y'all and you don't stop 

You keep it on and shockin' the place 

Well I'm M.C.A. I got nothing to prove 

Pay attention my intention is to bust a move 

I drink quarts and cans and bottles and sixes 

Between the turntables keep the vodka and the mixes 

I'm Mike D. I got the deuces wild 

A list of girlies numbers that I've dialed 

I do the Smurf, the Popeye, and the Jerry Lewis 

I like Bullwinkle but I don't like Brutus 

I'm schoolin' in the boys' room coolin' by the locker 

All the girls in class know that I'm the cool rocker 

Punk in the hall man I should of oughta hit him 

Had the fresh rhymes and the kid cold bite 'em 

Smokin' in the boys room is what I do best 

While you were at a party your girlfriend fessed 

I keep a pistol in my pocket so you better be cautious 

Fly around the world but it makes me nauseous 

Mike D.'s day off everyday of the week 

I got to the party and I did the freak 

I got a girl in the Castle and one in the pagoda 

You know I got rhymes like Abe Vigoda 

I'm a Def Manhattan killer, a rhyme driller 

A mic in my hand and a mouth full of Miller 

I got a hat not a visor, I drink Budweiser 

The turntables up on the drum riser 

The needle's in the groove and the vinyl's on the platter 

I know that I'm fly man there's no need to flatter 

I travel around the globe, it's keeping girlies dizzy 

My name's Mike D., now watch me get busy y'all 

You're a fake wearin' sucker whose gold got rusted 

Cheaper than a hot do with no mustard 

You tried to steal my fresh and you got cold busted 

Because your crew's all soft and I'm disgusted 

I'm from downtown from the city of Manhattan 

I got a lotta girlies and not one's cattin' 

My posse's in effect and we're doin' the do 

And we got more rhymes than your damn crew 

Caught you poppin' that weak and you must of been dusted 

Stuck you head in the toilet and stone cold flushed it 

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