Beastie Boys - Time To Get Ill

I'm not the type of person who likes to waste my time 
And when I'm on the mic - I just say my rhymes 
Because I'm out on bail - the check is in the mail 
They can sentence me to life - but I won't go to jail 
I'm cool calm collected - from class I was ejected 
Just me, Mike D., and M.C.A. - we're rarely disrespected 
I got all the time that I need to kill 
What's that time? - it's time to get I'll 

You been fully captivated by that funky ass bass 
Your girlfriend screams when M.C.A.'s in the place 
He stumbles in the room with the Chivas in his hand 
Cold chillin' in the spot at the microphone stand 
I'd have the pedal to the metal if I had a car 
But I'm chiller with the Miller - cold coolin' at the bar 
I can drink a quart of Monkey and still stand still 
What's the time? - it's time to get I'll 
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Went outside my house - I went down to the deli 
I spent my last dime to refill my fat belly 
I got rhymes galime - I got rhymes galilla 
And I got more rhymes than Phillis Diller 
M.C.A. takes a stand - man you're in command 
Homeboy, turn it out and don't give a damn 
My name is M.C.A. - I've got a license to kill 
What's the time? - it's time to get I'll 

Riding down the block with my box in my hand 
Today I feel like chillin' just as chill as I can 
Coolin' 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 damn 
When I'm throwing bass - I say, "Thank you ma'am." 
Fuel injected, rhyme connected - running things 
I'm the King Adrock and I'm the king of all kings 
I'm looking for a spot - things are gettin' hot 
I'm M.C.A., I'm here to stay - and you sir, you are not 
Oh no, it could not be - it's such a sight to see 
It'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 work 
My name's Mike D., as you can see and I can dot the jerk 
M.C.A., Adrock, Mike D. - it's chill 
What's the time? - it's time to get ill