Paul Revere-Beastie Boys

Now here's a little story I gots to tell
About three bad brothers you know so well
It started way back in history with Adrock
MCA and me
Mike D
Been had a little horsey named Paul Revere
Just me and my horsey and a quart of beer
Ridin' cross the land
Kickin' up sand
Sheriff's posses on my tail cuz I'm in demand
One lonely Beastie I be
All by myself without nobody
The sun is beatin' down on my baseball hat
The air is gettin' hot
The beer is gettin' flat
Lookin' for a girl
I ran into a guy
His name is MCA
I said 'howdy'
He said 'hi'
He told a little story that sounded well rehearsed
Four days on the run and that he's dying of thirst
The brew was in my hand
And he was on my tip
His voice was hoarse
His throat was dry
He asked me for a sip
He said 'Can I get some'
I said 'You can't get none'
I had a chance to run
Pulled out his shotgun
Quick on the draw
I thought I'd be dead
He put the gun to my head and this is what he said：
'Now my name is MCA
I got a license to kill
I think you know what time it is
It's time to get ill
So what do we have here
An outlaw and his beer
I run this land
You understand
I've made myself clear'
We stepped into the wind
He had a gun
I had a grin
You think this story's over
But it's ready to begin
'Now I've got the gun
You've got the brew
You've got two choices of what you can do
It's not a tough decision as you can see
I can blow you away or you can ride with me'
I said
'I'll ride with you if you can get me to the border
The Sheriff's after me for what I did to his daughter
I did it like this
I did it like that
I did it with the whiffle ball bat
So I'm on the run
The cop's got my gun
And right about now it's time to have some fun
The King Adrock
That is my name
And I know the fly spot where they got the champagne'
We rode for six hours then we hit the spot
The beat was a bumpin' and the girlies was hot
This dude was starin' like he knows who we are
We took the empty spot next to him at the bar
MCA said 'Yippe Yo
You know this kid'
I said I didn't but I know he did
The kid said
'Get ready
Cuz this ain't funny
My name is Mike D and I'm bout to get money'
Pulled out the jammey
Aimed it at the sky
He yelled
'Stick 'em up' And let two fly
Hands went up and people hit the floor
He wasted two kids that ran for the door
'I'm Mike D and I get respect
Your cash and your jewelry is what I expect'
MCA was with it
And he's my ace
So I grabbed the piano player and punched him in the face
The piano player's out
The music stopped
His boy had beef
And he got dropped
Mike D grabbed the money
MCA snatched the gold
I grabbed two girlies and a beer that's cold