Correction Paroles Posse In Effect par Beastie Boys

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Yes, yes, y'all, (y'all) and you don't stop (stop)
Keep it on (on) and shockin' the place (yo, Yauch)
Well, I'm MCA, I got nothin' to prove
Pay attention, my intention is to bust a move (what?)
I drink quarts and cans and bottles and sixes (what up?)
Between the turntables keep the vodka and the mixes

Well, I'm Mike D, I got the deuces wild (yeah boy)
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

Well, I'm schoolin' in the boys' room, coolin' by the locker (well)
All the girls in class knows that I'm the cool rocker (uh, yeah)
Punk in the hall, man, I should of, ought to hit him
Had the fresh rhymes and the kid cold bit 'em

Smokin' in the boys room is what I do best
While you were at a party, your girlfriend fessed (Check it)
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 (ah, D, keep it on)
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 thriller
A mic in my hand (bust it) 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

G-g-get busy y'all
G-g-get busy y'all

You're a fake wearin' sucker whose gold got rusted
Dusted, rusted, mustard, 'sgusted
Cheaper than a hot dog with no mustard
Mustard, mustard, mustard, mustard
You tried to steal my fresh and you got cold busted
Busted, busted, busted, busted
Because your crew's all soft and I'm disgusted
'sgusted, 'sgusted,  'sgusted

I'm from downtown the city from 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 whole damn crew
Caught you poppin' that weak and you must have been dusted
Dusted, dusted, dusted, dusted
Stuck your head in the toilet and stone cold flushed it
Flushed it, flushed it, flushed it, flushed it
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