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 Adrock
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 riding, 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
Ah 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 trees on my mirror so my car won't smell
Sittin' around the house, gettin' high and watchin' tube
And 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 fly ladies are making a fuss
But I can't pay attention, 'cause I'm on that dust

Copyright: Bluewater Music Corp., BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Adam Keefe Horovitz, Adam Nathaniel Yauch, Charles Miller, Harold Ray I. Brown, Howard E. Scott, Jerry Goldstein, Le Roy L. Jordan, Lee Oskar, Michael Louis Diamond, Morris Dewayne Dickerson, Rick Rubin, Sylvester Allen Thomas