Chords for Beastie Boys-Paul Revere with lyrics

Now, here's a little story I got to tell about three bad brothers you know so well.
It started way back in history with that rap.
I'm C.A.N. Me.
My team.
Been had a little hoaxie named Paul Reveal.
Just me and my hoaxie in a court of deal.
Ridin' cross the land, kickin' up sand.
[C] Sheriff's watch is on my tail, cause [N] I'm in demand.
One lonely beats the I.P.
All by myself without nobody.
The sun is beatin' down on my baseball hat.
The [C] air is gettin' hot, the [N] beer is gettin' tight.
Lookin' for a girl, I ran into a guy.
His name is M.C..A. 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 is in my hand and he was on my tip. His [C] voice is hoarse, he's throwing dry [N] ice before his tip. He's thinkin' I can't come, I said you can't get none. Had a chance to run, I pulled out a shotgun. Click on the drawer, I thought I'd be dead. He put [Cm] the gun to [C] my head and this [N] is what he said. My name is M.C..A. I 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 O in his chair. I run [C] this land, you understand I've made [A#] myself [N] clear. We stepped into the wind, he had a gun and had a grin. You think this story's over but it's ready to begin. _ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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Now I got none, 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 [Cm] you away or you can ride [N] with me. I said I'd 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 got my gun. And right about now it's time to have some fun. The king had a run, that is my name. [C] And I know the fly spot where they got the [N] champagne. We rode for six hours then we hit the spot. The beat was a-pumpin' and the girlies was hot. This dude was staring like he knows who we are. We took the empty spot next to him at the bar. M.C.A. said, did you know you know this kid? I said I didn't but I know he did. The kid said, get ready cause this ain't funny. My name's Mike D and I'm about to get money. Pulled out the jammie, aimed it at the sky. He yelled, take him off and let two fly. Hands went up and people hit the floor. He wasted two kids that ran for the door. I'm Mike D and I get respect. Your cash and your jewelry is what I expect. M.C.A. was with it and he's my age. So I grabbed the piano player and I punched him in the face. Piano player's out, the music stopped. This boy had teeth and he got dropped. Mike D grabbed the money, M.C.A. snatched the gold. I grabbed two girlies and a beer, that's ten. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ I'm Mike D and I'm out.