He was quick on the draw I thought I'd be dead
He put the gun to my head and this is what he said,
"Now my name is M.C.A. I've got a license to kill. I think you know what time it is. It's time to get ill. Now what do we have here, an outlaw and his beer. I run this land, you understand? I make myself clear."
We stepped into the wind he had a gun, I had a grin
You think this story's over but it's ready to begin
Now I got the gun you got the brew
You got two choices of what you can do
It's not a tough decision as you can see
I can blow you away or you can ride with me
I said, I'll ride with you if you can get me to the border
The sheriff's after me for what I did to his daughter
I did it like this,
I did it like that,
I did it with a whiffle ball bat, so...
I'm on the run
the cop's got my gun
And right about now it's time to have some fun
The King Ad Rock, that is my name
And I know the fly spot where they got the champagne
funky boss funky boss
funky old ass boss!