Goes Around Lyrics - Singles - Biz Markie

[ 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 it's 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!"