Lyrics: Beastie Boys. Transit Cop.

Boys out pushin' me Friday night intimacy
Goin' out the family boar another dead through this door

They said, "yo yo from the CIA" they're goin'
"Yo yo" what an artist said they're goin'
"Yo yo yo
Yo yo yo"

Brad's off twistin' a win and I can't afford to pay the feds
And now I'm never late on Friday night transit cop lookin' to fight

He said, "yo yo from the CIA"
"Yo yo" what an artist said they're goin'
"Yo yo yo
Yo yo yo"

Don't hit fudgin' I'm fuckin' stupid roll up fight
Now I'd rather jump than pay but they're gonna book me anyway