Beastie Boys - So Whatcha Want текст песни

Just plug me in just like I was eddie harris youre eating crazy

Cheese like youd think Im from paris you know I get fly you

Think I get high you know that Im gone and Im a tell you all why

So tell me who are you dissing maybe Im missing the reason that

Youre smiling or wilding so listen in my head I just want to

Take em down imagination set loose and Im gonna shake em

Down let it flow like a mud slide when I get on I like to ride and

Glide Ive got depth of perception in my text yall I get props at my

Mention cause I vex yall so whatcha want youre so funny with

The money that you flaunt whered you get your information

From you think that you can front when revelation comes

You cant front on that

Well they call me mike d the ever loving man Im like spoonie gee

Im the metropolitician you scream and you holler about my

Chevy impala but the sweat is getting wet around the ring around

Your collar but like a dream Im flowing without no stopping

Sweeter than a cherry pie with ready whip topping goin from

Mic to mic kickin it wall to wall well Ill be calling out you people

Like a casting call its wack when youre jacked in the back of a

Ride with your know with your flow when youre out getting by

Believe me what you see is what you get and you see me coming off

As you can bet I think Im losing my mind this time

This time Im losing my mind

You cant front on that

But little do you know about something that I talk about Im tired

Of driving its due time that I walk about but in the meantime, im

Wise to the demise Ive got eyes in the back of my head so I realize

Well Im dr. spock Im here to rock yall I want you off the wall

If youre playing the wall so whatcha want yall suckers write me

Checks and then they bounce so I reach in my pocket for the

Fresh amount see Im the long leaner victor the cleaner

Im the illest motherfucker from here to gardena Im as cool as a

Cucumber in a bowl of hot sauce youve got the rhyme and reason

But no cause so if youre hot to trot you think youre slicker

Than grease Ive got news for you crews

Youll be sucking like a leach

You cant front on that

So whatcha want