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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 Ad Rock 
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 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 
Hey 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 
Got the new dance they calls 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 watchin' tube 
I'm 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 fine ladies are makin' a fuss 
But I can't pay attention, 'cause I'm on that dust