Текст песни Beastie Boys - So What Cha Want
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Just Plug Me In Just Like I Was Eddie Harris You`re Eating CrazyCheese Like You`d Think I`m From Paris You Know I Get Fly YouThink I Get High You Know That I`m Gone And I`m A Tell You All WhySo Tell Me Who Are You Dissing Maybe I`m Missing The Reason ThatYou`re Smiling or Wilding So Listen In My Head I Just Want ToTake `em Down Imagination Set Loose And I`m Gonna Shake `em Down Let It Flow Like A Mud Slide When I Get On I Like To Ride AndGlide I`ve Got Depth Of Perception In My Text Y`all I Get Props At MyMention `Cause I Vex Y`All So What`cha Want You`re So Funny WithThe Money That You Flaunt Where`d You Get Your Information FromYou Think That You Can Front When Revelation ComesYou Can`t Front On ThatWell They Call Me Mike D The Ever Loving Man I`m Like Spoonie GeeI`m The Metropolitician You Scream And You Holler About MyChevy Impala But The Sweat Is Getting Wet Around The Ring AroundYour Collar But Like A Dream I`m Flowing Without No Stopping Sweeter Than A Cherry Pie With Ready Whip Topping Goin` From Mic To Mic Kickin` It Wall To Wall Well I`ll Be Calling Out You PeopleLike A Casting Call It`s Wack When You`re Jacked In The Back Of ARide With Your Know With Your Flow When You`re Out Getting ByBelieve Me What You See Is What You Get And You See Me Coming OffAs You Can Bet I Think I`m Losing My Mind This TimeThis Time I`m Losing My MindYou Can`t Front On ThatBut Little Do You Know About Something That I Talk About I`m TiredOf Driving It`s Due Time That I Walk About But In The Meantime, I`mWise To The Demise I`ve Got Eyes In The Back Of My Head So I RealizeWell I`m Dr. Spock I`m Here To Rock Y`All I Want You Off The WallIf You`re Playing The Wall So What`cha Want Y`All Suckers Write MeChecks And Then They Bounce So I Reach In My Pocket For TheFresh Amount See I`m The Long Leaner Victor The CleanerI`m The Illest Motherfucker From Here To Gardena I`m As Cool As ACucumber In A Bowl Of Hot Sauce You`ve Got The Rhyme And ReasonBut No Cause So If You`re Hot To Trot You Think You`re Slicker Than Grease I`ve Got News For You CrewsYou`ll Be Sucking Like A LeachYou Can`t Front On ThatSo What`cha Want