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par Beastie Boys

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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 know 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 I´m 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
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 this wall
So what´cha want
Y´all suckers write me checks and then they bounce
So I reach into my pocket for the fresh amount
See I´m the long leaner
Victor the Cleaner
I´m the illest motherfucker from here to Gardenia
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 leech

You can´t front on that

So what´cha want
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