Beastie Boys - What Comes Around

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Overripe, fresh-skeezed, California females\nWith 3-inch, cherry red, press-on Lee nails\nReach into my mind for the rhymes I’m seeking\nLike a garbage bag full, overflowing (please) now it’s leaking\nRapunzel, Rapunzel, let down your hair\nSo I can climb up and get into your underwear\nYou rat soup eating, test cheating, no business punk\nYou’re insecure, born in the junkyard with the junk\nYou’ve gone wet-look crazy and messed with your head\nYou fucked around and wound up with the bald skin head\nYou’re all mixed up, like pasta primavera\nYo, why’d you throw that chair at Geraldo Rivera, man?\nCause one man’s ceiling is another man’s floor\nSo get that money out of your ass, you whore\nWell, I brought her upstairs onto the roof\nI dogged your wife, and she is a doofus\nSo what goes around comes around\nAnd what goes around comes around\nWhat goes around comes around\nAnd what comes around goes around (goes around)\nChosen bound\nFully down\nFeeling down\nYo, Holmes, your nose is brown\nClean B, cleaning the G spot, you know that we’ve got\nThe Dolemite’s house, and you have not\nLook out my window, look over the city\nWith two black eyes, your girl ain’t that pretty\nWhy you wanna beat that brat with a bat?\nWhy you wanna treat your girl like that?\nLiving in the rat race, smoking rat weed\nWell, you reap what you sow when you plant the seed\nBum cheese on rye with ham and prosciutto\nGot more Louie than Phillip Rizzuto\nWhat goes around comes around\nAnd what goes around comes around\nWhat goes around comes around\nAnd what comes around goes around\nWhat goes around comes around\nAnd what goes around inevitability\nComes around, what?\nAnd what goes around comes around\nWhat goes around, you know, it comes around\nWhat?\nCheck it, check it\nCheck it, what, what, what, what\nFunky damn, a funky Pam, Pam, Pam, Pam\nBam, bam, bam\nFD in the house, y’all\nFunky, funky, funky, funky, f-funky\nBam, bam, bam, bam\nFD\nFunky, funky, FD, funky, funky\nFuck it\nAh, everybody, funky Pam\nBam, bam, bam, slam, Alabama\nAnd kick it, Al-a-fucking-bama\nI slam a saki hammer\nAnd chilling\nFunky\nLike penicillin\nFunky\nLike panasaursas\nFunky\nDoris the Finkasaurus\nHa, he, ha, ha, ha