Beastie Boys

Beastie Boys - Crawlspace lyrics

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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 ya 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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Language: English

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