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Beastie Boys Licensed To Ill

bed and the chest of drawers The mirror, the TV, the new guitar cord My remote control and my old skateboard She robbed us blind, she took all we owned And the boys

' 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

Hold it now, hit it! Yo Leroy! Aw yeah, yo yo, yeah Why don't you do that def jam right about now? Now I chill real ill when I start to chill When I

the King Ad Rock Well, I'm Mike D, I got all the fly juice On the checkin' at the party on the forty deuce Walking down the block with the fresh fly threads Beastie Boys

Girls, all I really want is girls And in the morning, it's girls 'Cause in the evening, it's girls I like the way that they walk And it's chill to hear

ill and I'm rhymin' and stealin' Most illingest b-boy, I got that feelin' I am most ill and I'm rhymin' and stealin' Most chillinest b-boy I am most ill

the King Adrock I'm Mike D. - I got all the fly juice On the checkin' at the party on the forty deuce Walking down the block with the fresh fly threads Beastie Boys

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

job's ain't a job - it's a damn good time City to city - I'm running my rhymes On location - touring around the nation Beastie Boys always on vacation