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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ad-Rock
Ad-Rock
Vocals
Adam Yauch
Adam Yauch
Vocals
Beside
Beside
Sampled Artist
Joeski Love
Joeski Love
Sampled Artist
Juice
Juice
Sampled Artist
Michael Diamond
Michael Diamond
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rick Rubin
Rick Rubin
Songwriter
Adam Keefe Horovitz
Adam Keefe Horovitz
Songwriter
Michael Diamond
Michael Diamond
Songwriter
Yauch Adam Nathaniel
Yauch Adam Nathaniel
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Beastie Boys
Beastie Boys
Co-Producer
Rick Rubin
Rick Rubin
Producer
Howie Weinberg
Howie Weinberg
Mastering Engineer
Joe Blaney
Joe Blaney
Mixing Engineer
Steve Ett
Steve Ett
Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Yes, yes, y'all and you don't stop
Keep it on and shocking the place
Well, I'm MCA, I got nothing to prove
Pay attention, my intention is to bust a move
I drink quarts and cans and bottles and sixes (What up?)
Between the turntables keep the vodka and the mixes
[Verse 2]
I'm Mike D, I got the deuces wild (Yeah, boy)
A list of girlies numbers that I've dialed
I do the Smurf, the Popeye, and the Jerry Lewis
I like Bullwinkle but I don't like Brutus
[Verse 3]
Well, I'm schooling in the boys' room, cooling by the locker (Well)
All the girls in class knows that I'm the cool rocker (Uh, yeah)
Punk in the hall, man, I shoulda oughta hit him
Had the fresh rhymes and the kid cold bit 'em
[Verse 4]
Smoking in the boys room is what I do best
While you were at the party, your girlfriend 'fessed
I keep a pistol in my pocket so you better be cautious
Fly around the world but it makes me nauseous
M-M-M-Mike D's day off everyday of the week
(Ah, D, keep it on)
I got to the party and I did the freak
[Verse 5]
I got a girl in the castle and one in the pagoda
You know I got rhymes like Abe Vigoda
I'm a def Manhattan killer, a rhyme thriller
A mic in my hand and a mouth full of Miller
[Verse 6]
I got a hat, not a visor, I drink Budweiser
The turntable's up on the drum riser
The needle's in the groove and the vinyl's on the platter
I know that I'm fly, man, there's no need to flatter
I travel around the globe, it's keeping girlies dizzy
My name's Mike D now watch me get busy, y'all
[Verse 7]
You're a fake wearing sucker whose gold got rusted
Dusted, rusted, mustard, 'sgusted
Cheaper than a hot dog with no mustard
Mustard, mustard, mustard, mustard
You tried to steal my fresh and you got cold-busted
Busted, busted, busted, busted
Your crew's all soft and I'm disgusted
'sgusted, 'sgusted, 'sgusted
[Verse 8]
I'm from downtown the city from of Manhattan
I got a lotta girlies and not one's catting
My posse's in effect and we're doing the do
Well we got more rhymes than your whole damn crew
Caught you popping that weak and you must have been dusted
Dusted, dusted, dusted, dusted
Stuck your head in the toilet and stone-cold flushed it
Flushed it, flushed it, flushed it, flushed it
Word
Written by: Ad-Rock, Adam Yauch, Mike D, Mike Diamond, Rick Rubin
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