Biz Markie - Goes around lyrics

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[ VERSE 1 ]

Now this is a difficult subject

About something that's crazy - oh, what the heck

They know they have something that people don't like

And they still continue to disrespect

The thing I'm talkin about is an essence

A foreign fragrance with a presence

That you can't see with the naked eye

But to the nose it's a nuisance

It comes in so many forms, it's camouflaged

And it will sneak upon you like espionage

You might not know it cause it won't show it

And you will swear it's just a mirage

It can be with you when you're talkin

It will be so close, you think it's hawkin

With a bit of a twang it got its own slang

Is even known in New York, and

Everybody know what I'm sayin

>From here to the Himalayan

If you don't know, you must be doo-doo

This is what I'm sayin

About the dragon

[ VERSE 2 ]

I think i should go more into depth

About a secret that is quiet as kept

If you have it like Richochet Rabbit

It can ruin your rep

There are ways of preventin this

Check your hygenie and your dentist

You might think I'm messin, but this is a lesson

Godliness is cleanliness

But if you think I'm misguiding you

By sayin there's somethin inside of you

That bothers everybody when you're at a party

And your reactions to it is: "pee you!"

You're sittin there baffled and puzzled

Whatever you have, you wish you was muzzled

But if you want a clue, between me and you

It could be the beverage you guzzle

But if you listen to me

The diabolical energetical B

The i-z Mza-Mza-a-r-k-i-e

I'm tryina give you h-e-l-p

So I'ma end it off like this

Before you give somebody a kiss

For the one you adore, check them before

You get a crazy whiff

Of the dragon

[ VERSE 3 ]

I once knew a guy by the name of Tock

He was one of them kids from like around the block

The kid was cool, had the right gear, and slim

The only thing was wrong, he smelled like a gym

In secret tellin rumours, his right guard went left

And his band was playin a song that was funky to def

He was kickin like Bruce Lee and Jim Kelly

Word is bond, that kid was smelly

Even if he would shower and shower

Or sprinkle a day, wouldn't last for a hour

He would always wanna like hang around

His underarms had bass with scents around

I tried to tell him, but he just wouldn't listen

He thought from my heart I was tryin to diss him

I started beatin around the bush cause he thought I was naggin

I said, "Yo Tock, you got the dragon!"