So What'cha Want lyrics

[Intro: Ad Rock]

To Mario C—you can't front on that

[Verse 1: Ad Rock]

Well just plug me in just like I was Eddie Harris

You're eating crazy cheese like you would 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

[Verse 2: Mike D]

So tell me who are you dissing; maybe I'm missing

The reason that you're smiling or wyling, so listen

In my head, I just want to take 'em down

Imagination set loose and I'm gonna shake 'em down

[Verse 3: MCA]

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

[Verse 4: Ad Rock]

So what'cha, what'cha, what'cha want? (what'cha want?)

I get so funny with my money that you flaunt

I said, "Where'd you get your information from," huh?

You think that you can front when revelation comes?

[Hook:]

(Yeah, you can't front on that)

[Verse 5: Mike D]

Well they call me Mike D, the ever-loving man

I'm like Spoonie Gee (whoo ooh), I'm the metropolitician (yeyeyeyeah)

You scream and you holler, about my Chevy Impala

But the sweat is getting wet around the ring around your collar

[Verse 6: MCA]

But like a dream I'm flowing without no stopping

Sweeter than a cherry pie with Reddi Whip topping

Going from mic to mic, kickin' it wall to wall

Well I'll be calling out you people like a casting call

[Verse 7: Ad Rock]

Ah, well, 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, I'm coming off as you can bet

[Verse 8: Mike D]

Well I think I'm losing my mind, this time

This time I'm losing my mind; that's right

I said I think I'm losing my mind, this time

This time, I'm losing my mind

[Hook:]

Yeah, you can't front on that

[Verse 9: MCA]

But little do you know about something that I talk about

I'm tired of driving, it's due time that I walkabout

But in the meantime, I'm wise to the demise

I've got eyes in the back of my head so I realize

[Verse 10: Ad Rock]

Well I'm Dr. Spock, I'm here to rock, y'all

I want you off the wall, if you're playing the wall

I said what'cha, what'cha, what'cha want (what'cha want)

I said what'cha, what'cha, what'cha want (what'cha want)

[Verse 11: Mike D]

Y'all suckers write me checks and then they bounce

So I reach into my pocket for the fresh amount

See I'm the long leaner Victor the Cleaner

I'm the illest motherfucker from here to Gardena

[Verse 12: MCA]

Well I'm as cool as a cucumber in a bowl of hot sauce

You've got the rhyme and reason, but got no cause

But 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 leech

[Hook:]

Yeah, you can't front on that

[Outro:]

So what'cha, what'cha, what'cha want (what'cha want)

So what'cha, what'cha, what'cha want (what'cha want)

I said so what'cha, what'cha, what'cha want (what'cha want)

I said so what'cha, what'cha, what'cha want (what'cha want)