so what'cha want ^*

• beastie boys'un check your head'inden acaip gaz bir parça.
• sözleri:
  
  just plug me in just like i was eddie harris you're eating crazy
  cheese like you'd think i'm from paris you know i get fly you
  think i get high you know that i'm gone and i'm a tell you all why
  so tell me who are you dissing maybe i'm missing the reason that
  you're smiling or wilding so listen in my head i just want to
  take 'em down imagination set loose and i'm gonna shake 'em
  down let it flow like a mud slide when i get on i like to ride and
  glide i've got depth of perception in my text y'all i get props at my
  mention 'cause i vex y'all so what'cha want you're so funny with
  the money that you flaunt where'd you get your information
  from you think that you can front when revelation comes
  
  you can't front on that
  
  well they call me mike d the ever loving man i'm like spoonie gee
  i'm the metropolitician you scream and you holler about my
  chevy impala but the sweat is getting wet around the ring around
  your collar but like a dream i'm flowing without no stopping
  sweeter than a cherry pie with ready whip topping goin' from
  mic to mic kickin' it wall to wall well i'll be calling out you people
  like a casting call it's wack when you're jacked in the back of a
  ride with your know with your flow when you're out getting by
  believe me what you see is what you get and you see me coming off
  as you can bet i think i'm losing my mind this time
  this time i'm losing my mind
  
  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 the
  fresh amount see i'm the long leaner victor the cleaner
  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
• bedeninizi akisina birakip saga sola sallanmanizi saglayan parca
• e-pro'nun davullarını da, sağlayan parça.
• sahnelere bir güneş gibi doğmamı sağlamış beastie boys şarkısı. bas gitar elimde ortalığı tozu dumana katmıştım. herkesi etkilemiştim. izleyenlerden "bu o sessiz oğlan mı, voaayvv." sesleri yükseliyordu. sanırım bazılarının tahtını sallamıştım.
  
  doğru bildiniz bas gitar çalmayı bilmiyorum. bu tarz bas gitarın minimum seviyede kullanıldığı parçalarda sahneye atlayıveriyorum. beni bir görseniz roger waters da kimmiş dersiniz. o derece temiz vuruşlar, sahnedeki duruşum, şovum falan offf offf.
  
  my generation, kill the king vb. parçalarda "ahh hiç modumda değilim güzel şey" diyorum. evet çok üçkağıtçıyım. kim takip ediyor ki lan beni zaten, yazacağım ne var ne yok.