Posse in Effect

[Intro: MCA] Yes, yes, y'all (Y'all), and you don't stop (Stop) Keep it on (On) and stockin' the place (Yo, Yauch) [Verse 1: MCA] Well, I'm MCA, I got nothin' to prove Pay attention, my intention is to bust a move (What?) I drink quarts and cans and bottles and sixes (What up?) Between the turntables keep the vodka and the mixes [Verse 2: Mike D] Well, I'm Mike D, I got the deuces wild (Yeah, buddy) 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: Ad-Rock] Well, I'm schoolin' in the boy's room, coolin' 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: MCA, Ad-Rock, Mike D, & Joeski Love] Smokin' in the boys room is what I do best While you were at a party, your girlfriend fessed (Check it) I keep a pistol in my pocket, so you better be cautious Fly around the world, but it makes me nauseous Mike D's day off every day of the week (Ah, D) I got to the party (Keep it on) and I did the freak 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 (Bust it) and a mouth full of Miller 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 keepin' girlies dizzy My name's Mike D, so watch me get busy, y'all (Get, get, get busy y'all) [Bridge: Joeski Love] Get, get, get busy, y'all Get, get-get [Verse 5: MCA, Ad-Rock, & Mike D] You're a fake wearin' 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 I'm from downtown from the city of Manhattan I got a lotta girlies, and not one's cattin' My posse's in effect, and we're doin' the deuce And we got more rhymes than your whole damn crew Caught you poppin' that weak, and you must have been dusted Dusted, dusted, dusted Stuck your head in the toilet and stone-cold flushed it Flushed it, flushed it, flushed it, flushed it Word