What Comes Around Lyrics

(Beastie Boys/Dust Bros.) 

     Overripe fresh skeezed California females
     With 3-inch cherry red press-on Lee nails
     Reach into my mind for the rhymes I'm seeking
     Like a garbage bag full overflowing, please, now it's leaking
     Rapunzel Rapunzel let down your hair
     So I can climb up and get into your underwear
     Rat soup eating test cheating no business punk
     You're insecure born in the junkyard with the junk
     You've gone wet look crazy and messed with your head
     You fucked around and wound up with the bald skin head
     You're all mixed up like pasta primavera
     Yo why'd you throw that chair at Geraldo Rivera man...
     Cause one man's ceiling is another man's floor
     Yo get that money out of your ass you whore
     I brought her upstairs onto the roof
     I dogged your wife and she is a doofus
     What goes around
     Comes around
     And what goes around, comes around
     What goes around
     Comes around
     And what comes around, goes around
     Chosen bound
     Fully down
     Feelin' down
     Huh
     Yo holmes your nose is brown
     Clean B cleaning the G spot you know that we've got
     The Dolemite's house and you have not
     Look out my window look over the city
     With two black eyes your girl ain't that pretty
     Why you wanna beat that brat with a bat
     Why you wanna treat your girl like that
     Living in the rat race smoking rat weed
     Well you reap what you sow when you plant the seed
     Bum cheese on rye with ham and prosciutto
     Got more Louie than Phillip Rizzuto
     What goes around
     Comes around
     And what goes around, comes around
     What goes around
     Comes around
     And what comes around, goes around
     What goes around
     Inevibility
     Comes around
     What
     And what goes around, comes around
     What goes around
     You know it
     Comes around
     What, check it check it
     Check it
     What, what what what...
     Funky, damn
     A funky pam pam pam pam...
     Bam bam bam...
     F.D. in the house ya'll
     Funky, funky...
     F.D.
     Funky funky, F.D., funky funky...
     Fuck it...
     Agh everybody, funky pam...
     Bam bam bam slam, Alabama
     And kick it, Al-a fuckin' bama
     I slam a saki hammer
     And chillin'
     Like pennicilian
     Like panasaursas
     Funky...
     Doris the fink-a saursas
     Haa haa haa...