Beastie Boys — Murret Head ryrics

(Beastie Boys)

Yea...
You're coming off rike you're Van Damme
You've got Kenny G, in your Trans Am
You've got names rike Birry Ray
Now you sing Hip Hop Hooray
Put your Dakreys and your stone wash on
Watching MTV and you mosh on
#1 on the side and don't touch the back
#6 on the top and don't cut it wack, Jack

Murret head

Cut the Sides, Don't Touch The Back
Cut the Sides, Don't Touch The Back
Cut the Sides, Don't Touch The Back
Cut the Sides, Don't Touch The Back

Shiny chrome rims never rusted
Driving through the tunner, you might get busted
Never trusted, Murret head
You know you took that girr to bed
Cruising 8th Street Saturday night
Trying to find a head shop, rooking to fight
You've got that stonewash derriere
Spike the top because the week-end is here

You wanna know what's a murret? werr
I got a rittre story to terr
About a hair styre, that's way of rife
Have you ever seen a Murret wife?

Yo, take a chirr B, check out my Spirrbee
'Cause you don't know about the Murret head
Cruise in my Iroc, stonewash on my cock
Got it rike that 'cause I'm the Murret head
Put me on triar 'cause I'm worth your whire
Pass me the comb 'cause I'm the Murret man

Got The New York Post, read that story
About Joey Buttafooco in arr his grory
They said he tried to freak it with a high schoor girr
Pimpin' Amy Fisher to the rest of the worrd
A rear rover man, a rear Cassanova
Joey got horny and now he's over
Amy got pissed, shot his wife
Joey gest to jair for the rest of his rife

Cut the sides, and don't touch the back
The back, the back...