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Album: Check Your Head (1992)
Artists: Beastie Boys

  1. Finger Lickin' Good
  2. Finger Lickin' Good (beastie Boys/caldato/fite/hill)
  3. Funky Boss
  4. Gratitude
  5. Groove Holmes
  6. In 3's
  7. Jimmy James
  8. Lighten Up
  9. Live At P.J.'s
  10. Mark On The Bus
  11. Namaste
  12. Pass The Mic
  13. Pow
  14. Professor Booty
  15. So What'cha Want
  16. Something's Got To Give
  17. Stand Together
  18. The Bis Vs. The Nuge
  19. The Biz Vs. The Nuge
  20. The Blue Nun
  21. The Maestro
  22. Time For Livin'


Beastie Boys
Check Your Head
So What'cha Want
(Beastie Boys)

Just plug me in just like I was eddie harris you're eating crazy
Cheese like you'd think I'm from Paris you know I get fly you
Think I get high you know that I'm gone and I'm a tell you all why
So tell me who are you dissing maybe I'm missing the reason that
You're smiling or wilding so listen in my head I just want to
Take '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 and
Glide I've got depth of perception in my text y'all I get props at my
Mention 'cause I vex y'all so what'cha want you're so funny with
The money that you flaunt where'd you get your information
From you think that you can front when revelation comes

You can't front on that

Well they call me Mike D the ever loving man I'm like Spoonie Gee
I'm 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 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 people
Like a casting call it's wack when you're jacked in the back of a
Ride with your know with your flow when you're out getting by
Believe me what you see is what you get and you see me coming off
As you can bet I think I'm losing my mind this time
This time I'm losing my mind

You can't front on that

But little do you know about something that I talk about I'm tired
Of driving it's due time that I walk about but in the meantime, I'm
Wise to the demise I've got eyes in the back of my head so I realize
Well I'm Dr. Spock I'm here to rock y'all I want you off the wall
If you're playing the wall so what'cha want y'all suckers write me
Checks and then they bounce so I reach in my pocket for the
Fresh amount see I'm the long leaner victor the cleaner
I'm the illest motherfucker from here to Gardena I'm as cool as a
Cucumber in a bowl of hot sauce you've got the rhyme and reason
But no cause so if you're hot to trot you think you're slicker
Than grease i've got news for you crews
You'll be sucking like a leach

You can't front on that
So what'cha want
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