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Ladies and gentleman, my name is Macklemore, this is my music and it feels so damn good right about now. Check it I got a story, yo it goes a something like...

I was 17 I was staying in NYC
And my homie told me where I get a fake Id
"Aiyo son you better get shit when you in NY"
So I on the subway and I gave it a try
Plesant surprise the Id fine
5'9, blues eyes, in 1979
Nervous as hell I went to the store my homie
Came out and yelled "Dawg they me a 40"
You know I was the man
the contraband with a fake ass hologram
No looking for bums, standing in the rain
Stranded on Broadway and 'em all my change
For the of the summer man I was on fades
17, had it made, getting drunk
Eh, I got a whole new way
of a piece of plastic that proved I was of age

You know what I'm saying, all of a you get this little piece of plastic and you're in the club.

Now for the three years I had so much fun
drunk in Hip-Hop clubs where you had to be 21
Then one day I was walking and I saw a
That said 21 up and live
That's tight
Aiyo I he always ripped it
So I up in my Civic and went out to by a ticket
When I got up the the door the checking Id's
Looks at mine and he's "Nah we don't take these"
I to reach and grab my shit back
But the fucker was tougher than Shaq, on crack
I should of punched him, but I would reached his knee cap

And that probably wouldn't hurt him very much

He kept laughing and smilin' and he me a dumb shit
And if I would of let I would have cried in public
Oh no, I'm like give it bro
But no, my Id was jacked by the Caucasian

Ha I'm laughing right now but at the time it really was not funny and it's not very funny. Fucker

why you got to take my Id?
Why do I to be 21 to drink a Long Island Ice tea?
I hate bouncers with their bald heads and ten long legs and shirts that they outgrew when they were like ten
Get 'em
Your mother is for having you
You're a bouncer because you have a small and as a kid everyone laughed at you
Get 'em
You're too big and you never to listen
You look injected the shit they give to KFC chickens
Get 'em
I don't like ya, at all I you
If I was tall I would you
If I was a dog I would you
Every single day you make cry
And job is to go and ruin teenager's lives
Ok I'm too far bouncers aren't all bad
I'm sure they make husbands and really strong dads
But you learned a lesson from me
Never take an MC's Id

Yup, I said never an MC's fake Id
You could be buff and tough, it matter to me
'Cause you're going to get if you step to MCs