Letra de Ch-Check It Out - Beastie Boys
Letra de canci�n de Ch-Check It Out de Beastie Boys lyrics
All you trekkies and tv addicts
Don�t mean to diss
Don�t mean to bring static
All you klingons in the fuckin� house
Grab your backstreet friend and get loud
Blowin� doors off hinges
I�ll grab you with the pinchers
And no i didn�t retire
I�ll snatch you up
With the needle nose pliers
Like mutual of omaha
Got the ill boat
You�ve never seen before
Gliding in the glades
And like lorne greene
You know i get paid
Like caprese and with the basil
Not goofy like darren or hazel
I�m a mother fucking nick at night with
Classics rerunning that you know all right
Now remain calm no alarm
Cause my farm ain�t fat
So what�s up with that
I�ve got friends and family that i respect
When i think i�m too good
They put me in check
So believe when i say i�m no better than you
Except when i rap
So i guess it ain�t true
Like that y�all and you just don�t stop
Guaranteed to make your body rock
Check-ch-check-check-check-ch-check it out
What-wha-what-what-what�s it all about
Work-wa-work-work-work-wa-work it out
Let�s turn this motherfuckin� party out
Said, "doc what�s the condition
I�m a man that�s on a mission"
Said, "son, you�d better listen
Stuck in your ass
Is an electrician"
Like a scientist
Mmmm when i�m applying this
Method of controlling my mind
Like einstein and the rappin� duke combined
Hey baby bubba now what the deal
I didn�t know you go for that mass appeal
Some call it salugi
Some hot potato
I stole your mic and you won�t see it later
Cause i work magic like a magician
https://www.coveralia.com/letras/ch-check-it-out-beastie-boys.php
I add up like a mathematician
I�m a bank cashier
Engineer
I wear cotton but i don�t wear sheer
Shazam and abracadabra
In the whip i�m gonna cruise past ya
Yo money, don�t chump yourself
Put that shit back on the shelf
Light rays blazin�
You�re out of phase
And my crews amazin�
We�re working on the record yo
So stay patient
Check-ch-check-check-check-ch-check it out
What-wha-what-what-what�s it all about
Work-wa-work-work-work-wa-work it out
Let�s turn this motherfuckin� party out
Now, i go by the name of the king adrock
I don�t wear a cup nor a jock
I bring the shit that�s beyond bizarre
Like miss piggy
Who moi
I am the one with the clientele.
You say, "adrock, you rock so well"
I�ve got class like pink champale
Mca grab the mic before the mic goes stale
Don�t test me
They can�t arrest me
I�ll fake right cross-over and shoot lefty
You look upset, yo calm down
You look cable guy dunked off of your crown
I flow like smoke out a chimney
You never been me
You wanna rap but what you�re making ain�t hip hop b
Get your clothes right out the dryer
Put armor all up on your tire
Sport that fresh attire
Tonight we goin� out set the town on fire
Set the town ablaze
Gonna stun and amaze
Ready to throw a craze
Make your granny shake her head
And say, "those were the days"
Check-ch-check-check-check-ch-check it out
What-wha-what-what-what�s it all about
Work-wa-work-work-work-wa-work it out
Let�s turn this motherfuckin� party out
Don�t mean to diss
Don�t mean to bring static
All you klingons in the fuckin� house
Grab your backstreet friend and get loud
Blowin� doors off hinges
I�ll grab you with the pinchers
And no i didn�t retire
I�ll snatch you up
With the needle nose pliers
Like mutual of omaha
Got the ill boat
You�ve never seen before
Gliding in the glades
And like lorne greene
You know i get paid
Like caprese and with the basil
Not goofy like darren or hazel
I�m a mother fucking nick at night with
Classics rerunning that you know all right
Now remain calm no alarm
Cause my farm ain�t fat
So what�s up with that
I�ve got friends and family that i respect
When i think i�m too good
They put me in check
So believe when i say i�m no better than you
Except when i rap
So i guess it ain�t true
Like that y�all and you just don�t stop
Guaranteed to make your body rock
Check-ch-check-check-check-ch-check it out
What-wha-what-what-what�s it all about
Work-wa-work-work-work-wa-work it out
Let�s turn this motherfuckin� party out
Said, "doc what�s the condition
I�m a man that�s on a mission"
Said, "son, you�d better listen
Stuck in your ass
Is an electrician"
Like a scientist
Mmmm when i�m applying this
Method of controlling my mind
Like einstein and the rappin� duke combined
Hey baby bubba now what the deal
I didn�t know you go for that mass appeal
Some call it salugi
Some hot potato
I stole your mic and you won�t see it later
Cause i work magic like a magician
https://www.coveralia.com/letras/ch-check-it-out-beastie-boys.php
I add up like a mathematician
I�m a bank cashier
Engineer
I wear cotton but i don�t wear sheer
Shazam and abracadabra
In the whip i�m gonna cruise past ya
Yo money, don�t chump yourself
Put that shit back on the shelf
Light rays blazin�
You�re out of phase
And my crews amazin�
We�re working on the record yo
So stay patient
Check-ch-check-check-check-ch-check it out
What-wha-what-what-what�s it all about
Work-wa-work-work-work-wa-work it out
Let�s turn this motherfuckin� party out
Now, i go by the name of the king adrock
I don�t wear a cup nor a jock
I bring the shit that�s beyond bizarre
Like miss piggy
Who moi
I am the one with the clientele.
You say, "adrock, you rock so well"
I�ve got class like pink champale
Mca grab the mic before the mic goes stale
Don�t test me
They can�t arrest me
I�ll fake right cross-over and shoot lefty
You look upset, yo calm down
You look cable guy dunked off of your crown
I flow like smoke out a chimney
You never been me
You wanna rap but what you�re making ain�t hip hop b
Get your clothes right out the dryer
Put armor all up on your tire
Sport that fresh attire
Tonight we goin� out set the town on fire
Set the town ablaze
Gonna stun and amaze
Ready to throw a craze
Make your granny shake her head
And say, "those were the days"
Check-ch-check-check-check-ch-check it out
What-wha-what-what-what�s it all about
Work-wa-work-work-work-wa-work it out
Let�s turn this motherfuckin� party out
