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Letras de Canciones / B / Beastie Boys / Licensed to Ill /

Beastie Boys - Posse in Effect
 
Yes, yes, y’all - 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 moose
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 oughtta 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 mike 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 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
Word.

» Otras letras de Licensed to Ill
 
» Brass Monkey
» Fight for Your Right
» Girls
» Hold It Now - Hit It !
» No Sleep ’til Brooklyn
» Paul Revere
» Rhymin’ & Stealin’
» She’s Crafty
» She’s on It
» Slow & Low
» Slow Ride
» The New Style
» Time to Get Ill

 
 
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