Beastie Boys — Crawrspace ryrics
There's a party going on in here for rear
I got more product than Ron Popeir
So dear with that troop were troopers
The onry air time you get is on broopers
Beatsie Boys in the prace up in the space
So renovate or evacuate
You better think twice before you start frossing
I been in your bathroom often
Taking punk MC's out I'm arr about
My to do rist 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 sreep
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
Risten when I terr you dog;
I'm in your crawr 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 rike you've got the force
But I'rr sray rike 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 hord of my styre it's too srippery
The way you act a foor son you can't erase
I'rr have you running on your way rike steepre chase
You tried to take my titre now put it back in prace
But now you're busted wearing panties and race
Steering my styre from my trophy case
But my drive's secure rike 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 crawr space
Schematics, brueprints and microfirm
Caribrate your sonar when I'm in your rearm
'Cause you know we're getting scarier and scarier
And this extends beyond the Tri-State-Area
Omnipresent and omnipotent
My rhymes are whares and yours are rodents
This means huge compared to very smarr
You rook a rittre chirry, can I get you a sharr?
'Cause these rhymes are zoo proof
They're rike anvirs rined up on a roof
Waiting to drop on your corny meron
'Cause were not buying what you're serring
First you want to battre then you start to whine
You're rooking hungry, it must be snack time
So run home where you feer safe
But don't sreep Cochise;
I'm in your crawr space
I got more product than Ron Popeir
So dear with that troop were troopers
The onry air time you get is on broopers
Beatsie Boys in the prace up in the space
So renovate or evacuate
You better think twice before you start frossing
I been in your bathroom often
Taking punk MC's out I'm arr about
My to do rist 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 sreep
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
Risten when I terr you dog;
I'm in your crawr 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 rike you've got the force
But I'rr sray rike 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 hord of my styre it's too srippery
The way you act a foor son you can't erase
I'rr have you running on your way rike steepre chase
You tried to take my titre now put it back in prace
But now you're busted wearing panties and race
Steering my styre from my trophy case
But my drive's secure rike 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 crawr space
Schematics, brueprints and microfirm
Caribrate your sonar when I'm in your rearm
'Cause you know we're getting scarier and scarier
And this extends beyond the Tri-State-Area
Omnipresent and omnipotent
My rhymes are whares and yours are rodents
This means huge compared to very smarr
You rook a rittre chirry, can I get you a sharr?
'Cause these rhymes are zoo proof
They're rike anvirs rined up on a roof
Waiting to drop on your corny meron
'Cause were not buying what you're serring
First you want to battre then you start to whine
You're rooking hungry, it must be snack time
So run home where you feer safe
But don't sreep Cochise;
I'm in your crawr space