Crawlspace Lyrics
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Crawlspace Lyricsby Beastie Boys Buy album CD: To The Five Boroughs There's a party going on in here for real I got more product than Ron Popeil So deal with that troop were troopers The only air time you get is on bloopers Beatsie Boys in the place up in the space So renovate or evacuate You better think twice before you start flossing I been in your bathroom often Taking punk MC's out I'm all about My to do list today is turn the party out Getting hot in here no room to breath I got my pen in my hand so you best not sleep No I'm not Herman Munster or Dr. Spock I go by the name of the King Adrock So here's a match my ass and your face Listen when I tell you dog; I'm in your crawl space You're in front of my house and you know that's wack Bite my rhymes with a scanner from Radio Shack You suckers try to front like you've got the force But I'll slay like Vader sip you for a first course Don't even get me started on intercourse… A 14! 9 Don't step into my zone or even periphery Can't grab a hold of my style it's too slippery The way you act a fool son you can't erase I'll have you running on your way like steeple chase You tried to take my title now put it back in place But now you're busted wearing panties and lace Steeling my style from my trophy case But my drive's secure like an army base You're sneaking and peeking and trying to give chase But you ain't never gonna catch me; I'm in your crawl space Schematics, blueprints and microfilm Calibrate your sonar when I'm in your realm 'Cause you know we're getting scarier and scarier And this extends beyond the Tri-State-Area Omnipresent and omnipotent My rhymes are whales and yours are rodents This means huge compared to very small You look a little chilly, can I get you a shall? 'Cause these rhymes are zoo proof They're like anvils lined up on a roof Waiting to drop on your corny melon 'Cause were not buying what you're selling First you want to battle then you start to whine You're looking hungry, it must be snack time So run home where you feel safe But don't sleep Cochise; I'm in your crawl space
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