Beastie Boys

Slow Ride

Beastie Boys

album:

Licensed To Ill (1986)

Slow Ride testo

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 0 she was strapped with a ruler
Went to the bathroom – rolled myself a wooler
With bottle in hand at the microphone stand
A. yo homeboy – what you drinkin’ man

I got money – I got juice
I got to the party and I got loose
I got rhythm – 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 biten – cool as hell
I got trees on my mirror so my car won’t smell
Sittin’ around the house – gettin’ high and watchin’ tube
Eating Colonel’s chicken – drinkin’ Heineken brew
I’m a gangster, I’m a prankster – I’m the king of the Ave.
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

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