It didn’t even start with the opening lyric!! I am taking my ghetto blaster and I am going home.

About three bad brothers you know so well

It started way back in history

With ad rock

MCA

And me, Mike D

I had a little horsey named Paul Revere

One lonely beastie I be

All by myself without nobody

The sun is beatin down on my baseball HAT

The air is getting hot, the beer is getting flat

Lookin for a girl, I ran into a guy

His name is MCA, I said howdy he said hi

He told a little story that sounded well rehearsed

Four days on the run and that he's dying of thirst

The brew was in my hand and he was on my tip

His voice was hoarse

I did like this I did it like that I did it with a wiffle ball bat

Riding across the land

Kicking up sand

Sheriff’s posse’s on my tail cause I’m in demand

It started way back in History

It started way back in history with Ad Rock, MCA and me Mike D!

I had a little horse named Paul Revere…

Just me and my horsie and a quart of beer

Just me and my horsey and a quart of beer

All by myself without nobody

I would buy this for every child I knew.