Free Diamonds - Time To Get Ill Lyrics
I'm not the type of person who likes to waste my timeAnd when I'm on the mic I just say my rhymesBecause I'm out on bail the check is in the mailThey can sentence me to life but I won't go to jailI'm cool calm collected from class I was ejectedJust me, Mike D., and M.C.A. we're rarely disrespectedI got all the time that I need to killWhat's the time? it's time to get illYou been fully captivated by that funky ass bassYour girlfriend screams when M.C.A.'s in the placeHe stumbles in the room with the Chivas in his handCold chillin' on the spot at the microphone standI'd have the pedal to the metal if I had a carBut I'm chiller with the Miller cold coolin' at the barI can drink a quart of Monkey and still stand stillWhat's the time? it's time to get illWent outside my house I went down to the deliI spent my last dime to refill my fat bellyI got rhymes galime I got rhymes galillaAnd I got more rhymes than Phillis DillerM.C.A. takes a stand man you're in commandHomeboy, turn it out and don't give a damnMy name is M.C.A. I've got a license to killWhat's the time? it's time to get illRiding down the block with my box in my handToday I feel like chillin' just as chill as I canCoolin' on the corner with a forty of O.E.'Cause me and M.C.A. we're down with Mike D.When I run a jam I don't give a damnWhen I'm throwing bass I say, "Thank you ma'am."Fuel injected, rhyme connected running thingsI'm the King Adrock and I'm the king of all kingsI'm looking for a spot things are gettin' hotI'm M.C.A., I'm here to stay and you sir, are notOh no, it could not be it's such a sight to seeIt's such a trip you're on my tip so listen to Mike D.My work is my play cause I'm playing when I workMy name's Mike D., as you can see and I can dot the jerkM.C.A., Adrock, Mike D. - it's chillWhat's the time? it's time to get illFor more information visit fanclub of Beasties Boys http://brainstormlive.com/d/pg/groups/79511/beasties-boys/.
