Beastie Boys....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 the wall so what'cha want y'all suckers write me Checks and then they bounce so i reach in my pocket for theFresh amount see i'm the long leaner victor the cleaner ,curefan and while we hack, we are so cool that we are not interested, I'm the illest motherfucker from here to gardena 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 leach You can't front on that ....So what'cha want ....what'cha want....