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Been had a little horsey named Paul Revere Just me and my horsey and a quart of beer Riding across the land, kicking up sand Sheriff's posse on my tail cause I'm in demand One lonely Beastie I be All by myself without nobody The sun is beating down on my baseball hat The air is getting hot, the beer is getting flat Lookin for a girl, I ran into a guy His name was MCA, I said, "Howdy", he said, "Hi"He told a little story that sounded well rehearsed Four days on the run and that he's dying of thirst The brew was in my hand and he was on my tip His voice was hoarse, his throat was dry, he asked me for a sip He said, "Can I get some?", I said, "You can't get none!" Had a chance to run and pulled out his shotgun Quick on the draw, I thought I'd be dead He put the gun to my head and this is what he saidNow my name is MCA I've got a license to kill I think you know what time it is it's time to get ill Now what do we have here, an outlaw and his beer I run this land, you understand, I made myself clearWe stepped into the wind, he had a gun, I had a grin You think this story's over but it's ready to beginNow I got the gun - you got the brew You got two choices of what you can do It's not a tough decision as you can see I can blow you away or you can ride with me I said, I'll ride with you if you can get me to the border The sheriff's after me for what I did to his daughter I did it like this, I did it like that I did it with a whiffleball bat So I'm on the run, the cop's got my gun And right about now it's time to have some fun The King Ad-Rock, that is my name And I know the fly spot where they got the champagne" We rode for six hours then we hit the spot The beat was a bumping and the girlies was hot This dude was staring like he knows who we are We took the empty spot next to him at the bar- Beastie Boys
