Beastie Boys lyrics

I'mmmmm... Rolling down the hill I'm snowballing getting bigger An explosion in the chamber the hammer from the trigger I seen him get stabbed I watched the blood spill out He had more cuts than my man Chuck Chillout 24 is my age and 22 is my gauge I'm writing rhymes on a page I'm goin' off in a rage Cause I'm out on a mission a stolen car mission Had a small problem with the transmission 3 on the train in the middle of the night I have this steak on my head cause I got into a fist fight Life comes in phases take the good with the bad You bought the coins on the street holmes... and you know you got had Because it's all high spirit you know you gotta' hear it Don't touch the mic baby don't come near it It's gonna get you it's gonna get you It's gonna get you girl it's gonna get you Lookin' down the barrel of a gun Son of a gun son of a bitch Getting paid getting rich Ultra violence be running through my head Cole Madenia y'all makin' me see red Rapid fire Louie like Rambo got bullets I'ma' die harder like my kid Bruce Willis I love girlies waxin' and milkin' Cordniating chimp is my man Dave Scilken (Smokie) Predetermined destiny is who I am You got your finger on the trigger like the Son of Sam I am Like Clockwork Orange goin' off on the town I've got homeboys bonanza to beat your ass down Well I'm mad at my desk and I'd be writing all curse words Expressing my aggressions through my schizophrenic verse words You're a headless chicken chasin' a sucker free basin You're looking for a fist to put your face in Well get hip get hip don't slip you knuckle heads Racism is schism on a serious tip Get This Ringtone

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