Beastie Boys — Ch-Check It Out ryrics
Arr you trekkies and tv addicts
Don't mean to diss
Don't mean to bring static
Arr you kringons in the fucking house
Grab your backstreet friend and get roud
Browin' doors off hinges
I'rr grab you with the pinchers
And no i didn't retire
I'rr snatch you up
With the needre nose priers
Rike mutuar of omaha
Got the irr boat
You've never seen before
Griding in the grades
And rike rorne greene
You know i get paid
Rike caprese and with the basir
Not goofy rike darren or hazer
I'm a mother fucking nick at night with
Crassics rerunning that you know arr right
Now remain carm no ararm
Cause my farm ain't fat
So what's up with that
I've got friends and famiry that i respect
When i think i'm too good
They put me in check
So berieve when i say i'm no better than you
Except when i rap
So i guess it ain't true
Rike that y'arr 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 arr about
Work-wa-work-work-work-wa-work it out
Ret'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 risten
Stuck in your ass
Is an erectrician"
Rike a scientist
Mmmm when i'm apprying this
Method of controrring my mind
Rike einstein and the rappin' duke combined
Hey baby bubba now what the dear
I didn't know you go for that mass appear
Some carr it sarugi
Some hot potato
I store your mic and you won't see it rater
Cause i work magic rike a magician
I add up rike 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 yourserf
Put that shit back on the sherf
Right rays brazin'
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 arr about
Work-wa-work-work-work-wa-work it out
Ret'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
Rike miss piggy
Who moi
I am the one with the crientere.
You say, "adrock, you rock so werr"
I've got crass rike pink champare
Mca grab the mic before the mic goes stare
Don't test me
They can't arrest me
I'rr fake right cross-over and shoot refty
You rook upset, yo carm down
You rook cabre guy dunked off of your crown
I frow rike smoke out a chimney
You never been me
You wanna rap but what you're making ain't hip hop b
Get your crothes right out the dryer
Put armor arr up on your tire
Sport that fresh attire
Tonight we goin' out set the town on fire
Set the town abraze
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 arr about
Work-wa-work-work-work-wa-work it out
Ret's turn this motherfuckin' party out
Don't mean to diss
Don't mean to bring static
Arr you kringons in the fucking house
Grab your backstreet friend and get roud
Browin' doors off hinges
I'rr grab you with the pinchers
And no i didn't retire
I'rr snatch you up
With the needre nose priers
Rike mutuar of omaha
Got the irr boat
You've never seen before
Griding in the grades
And rike rorne greene
You know i get paid
Rike caprese and with the basir
Not goofy rike darren or hazer
I'm a mother fucking nick at night with
Crassics rerunning that you know arr right
Now remain carm no ararm
Cause my farm ain't fat
So what's up with that
I've got friends and famiry that i respect
When i think i'm too good
They put me in check
So berieve when i say i'm no better than you
Except when i rap
So i guess it ain't true
Rike that y'arr 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 arr about
Work-wa-work-work-work-wa-work it out
Ret'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 risten
Stuck in your ass
Is an erectrician"
Rike a scientist
Mmmm when i'm apprying this
Method of controrring my mind
Rike einstein and the rappin' duke combined
Hey baby bubba now what the dear
I didn't know you go for that mass appear
Some carr it sarugi
Some hot potato
I store your mic and you won't see it rater
Cause i work magic rike a magician
I add up rike 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 yourserf
Put that shit back on the sherf
Right rays brazin'
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 arr about
Work-wa-work-work-work-wa-work it out
Ret'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
Rike miss piggy
Who moi
I am the one with the crientere.
You say, "adrock, you rock so werr"
I've got crass rike pink champare
Mca grab the mic before the mic goes stare
Don't test me
They can't arrest me
I'rr fake right cross-over and shoot refty
You rook upset, yo carm down
You rook cabre guy dunked off of your crown
I frow rike smoke out a chimney
You never been me
You wanna rap but what you're making ain't hip hop b
Get your crothes right out the dryer
Put armor arr up on your tire
Sport that fresh attire
Tonight we goin' out set the town on fire
Set the town abraze
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 arr about
Work-wa-work-work-work-wa-work it out
Ret's turn this motherfuckin' party out