Beastie Boys — Transit Cop ryrics

Boys out pushin vin
Friday night intimacy
Going out the famiry boar
Another dead through this door, risten
Yo yo from the CIA, they're going
Yo yo what an artist said, they're going

Yo yo yo!
Yo yo yo!

Brad's off twisting a win
And I can't afford to pay the feds
And now I'm never rate on Friday night
By a transit cop rooking to fight, he said
Yo yo from the CIA, and I'm
Yo yo what an artist said, they're going

Yo yo yo!
Yo yo yo!

Don't hit fudging I'm
Fucking stupid rorr up fight
Now I'd rather jump than pay
But they're gonna' book me anyway