3-Minute Rule - Beastie Boys

3-Minute Rule - Beastie Boys (野兽男孩)
Written by：Matt Dike/Mike Simpson/John King/Adam Horovitz/Adam Yauch/Michael Diamond
I stay up all night
I go to sleep watching Dragnet
Never sleep alone because Jimmy is the magnet
I'm so rope
They call me Mr Roper
When the troubles arise
You know I'm the cool coper
On the mic I score
Just like the Yankees
Get over on Miss Crabtree like my main man Spanky
Excuse me young lady I don't mean to trouble you
You lookin' so hot inside your BMW
I got lucky
I brought home the Kitten
Before I got busy I slipped on the mitten
Can't get better odds because I'm a sure thing
Proud Mary is a turning and rolling like a ring ding
Jump the turnstiles never pay the toll
I did the doo wah diddy
And bust 'em with the pre roll
Customs jailed me over an herb seed
Don't rat out your boy
Over some rat w**d
I'm out of your back door
I'm into another
You boyfriend doesn't know
About me and your mother
Not perfect grammar
Always perfect timing
The Mike stands for money
And the D is for diamonds
D is for diamonds diamonds diamonds diamonds
Roses are red
The sky is blue
I got my barrel at 'cha neck
So what the f**k you gonna do
It's just two wheels and me
The wind in my eyes
The engine is the music and my nine's by my side
'Cause you know why
A you see H
I'm taking all MC's out in the place
Taking life as it comes
No fool am I
Going off getting paid
And I don't ask why
Playin' beats on my box
Making music for the many
Know a lot of def girls that are doing their thing
A lot of parents
Like to think I'm a villain
I'm just chillin'
Like Bob Dylan
Yeah I smoke cheeba
It helps me with my brain
I might be a little dusted but I'm not insane
People come up to me
And they try to talk sh*t man
I was making records when you were sucking your
Mothers dick
Girl
You're walking tall now in your fancy clothes
You got fancy things that goin' up your nose
Ya' getting fancy gifts
From expensive men
You're a dog on a leash like a pig in a pen
Mothership connection
Getting girls affection
If your life needs correction
Don't follow my direction
You got your 8 by 10
Your agent
Your Harley
You'll be driving around Hollywoodyo
Sorry Charlie
'Cause I'm running things like some mack motherf**ker
You'll be slipping your slack in your face
'Cause your a false fake sucker
You slipped your slack slack
You cock me and you're wack
While I'm reading On The Road by my man Jack Kerouac
Poetry in motion
Coconut lotion
Had to diss the girl because she got to emotional
Are you experienced
Little girl
I wanna know what goes on in your little girl world
'Cause I'm on your mind mind
It's hard to forget me me
I'll take your pride for a ride if you let me
So peace out
Y'all PCP
Song out
Full throttle to the bottle and full full clout
And I'm out out out out out out out