Ok, we're on the air live from Lake Merit in Oakland, California
We'll have exclusive coverage of Gutfest '89
I'm Ted Casey, and we're gonna go down live right now with Bill Thompson
Bill's on the scene, and he's gonna tell us what's going on. Bill?
Thanks, Ted
Yeah, you can hear, they're just having a ball and a hell of a time
down here at Gutfest this year
Uh, you can hear behind me now, that's uh, I think they're called Blue Death
Just one of ten, ten bands that are playing down here at Gutfest this year
I think some of the other bands playing will be
The Who, The Clash, uh, Digital Underground
There's been rumor's that EPMD
might come out and play here at Gutfest this year
Other people in the line-up are
Herbie Hancock, Chick Corea
Miles Davis is part of tomorrow's jazz line-up
and tonight they're doing rock and blues
There's supposed to be more, uhh music from The Who later on tonight
and then Thursday's show is gonna close with Digital Underground
is gonna close the show. So, hey, I'm outta here, I'm gonna go have
some more food, some more good music...
How's it going, guys, you guys come to Gutfest every year, or what?
Oh yeah, Gutfest is the best thing to happen to California since 1968
So, uh, where are you guys from?
San Diego..]
Gutfest, Gutfest
It's a show, not like you've ever seen befo'
In the park, from noon 'til after dark.
There will be blondes, and also girls of bronze,
And girls who come from other contries 'round the world
Now, you will see a big display of ladies in a cage,
Butt naked, and they're showing off their curves and sexy ways.
So pack a bag, and come on down, if you can find the time.
We just would like to say welcome to Gutfest '89.
Crazy guts, crazy guts, it's Gutfest '89
Crazy guts, crazy guts, it's Gutfest '89
Crazy guts, crazy guts, it's Gutfest '89
The festival is on the lake, the hotel's up the block.
It's clean, they've got good rates and they've got lots of rooms in stock.
Tell them you're here for Gutfest, you'll get ten bucks off per night.
Bring your camera and your condoms, 'cause we're going to do this right.
More girls then you have ever seen are on display right now,
Girls with breasts that go va-voom and booties that go pow!
Black girls, white girls, candy stripe girls, girls with lots of back fat,
It's safe to say more healthy guts then you can shake a stick at.
I trooped in, now let the Gutfest begin,
It seems like sin, my head's startin' to spin,
Thinkin' what I'm about to clock, all stops are being yanked out,
I'm knockin' stank out the box, every chance I get,
Because I waited and waited, to make this trip.
Yeah, one big stupid butt nest,
And I'm'a get mine at this Gutfest.
Crazy guts, crazy guts, it's Gutfest '89
Crazy guts, crazy guts, it's Gutfest '89
Crazy guts, crazy guts, it's Gutfest '89
Crazy guts, crazy guts, it's Gutfest '89
You'll see tourists and you'll meet people from all around the world.
At last year's fest I kicked it with a real cute Chinese girl.
Sometimes after the shows at night, or in the afternoon,
Some guts come up and give you skull right in your hotel room.
Most nice girls do not give good brain, for others it's a racket.
Some guys leave Gutfest out of luck and go home with a packet.
Heavy, slim, big, large, girls with lots of gook,
Cover girls and model types, girls who've got the look
Young butterfly, tulip petal, mahogany devine,
A thick bitch with big legs, yeah, it's Gutfest '89.
Gutfest, Gutfest,
Gutfest '89, Gutfest, Gutfest
Gutfest '89 y'all, crazy guts, crazy guts
Gutfest '89, Gutfest, Gutfest, and you don't stop
Gutfest, Gutfest, G-f-G-f crazy guts.
Yo shmoove, peep this: Posdnuous check it out, check it out
Gutfest '89 G-f-G-f-G-f-G-f crazy guts
It's just Gutfest '89 G-f-G-f-G-f-G-f crazy guts
I got this plan, see, and it involves whipped cream, bananas,
One girl stands behind me, the other in front...
Well, I never tried this stunt before, but I'll tell you what,
We'll bust the cherries, then we'll sprinkle some nuts on top,
Then we'll do the splits. Now what have we got?
G-f-G-f-G-f-G-f crazy guts
Heavy, slim, big, large, girls with lots of gook,
Cover girls and model types, girls who've got the look
A red bone with good muscle tone, a young cocoa delight,
Wood-panel brown girl who is down, more game then Icy Mike,
Young butterfly, tulip petal, mahogany devine,
A thick bitch with big legs, it's Gutfest '89.
Ah yeah, Gutfest, Gutfest, Gutfest Gutfest
Crazy guts, crazy guts, it's Gutfest '89
Crazy guts, crazy guts, it's Gutfest '89
Crazy guts, crazy guts, it's Gutfest '89
(Listen while they're comin man hurry up with the party dog shh be quiet)
[Shock G]
Enter a new dimension
Can't you feel the tension
Ever heard the word prevention
Well you really need to pay attention
You only need a little bit
So you want another hit?
Call emergency on the telephone
You're in the danger zone
("Just lounge, you're in the danger zone" -- Erick Sermon) 4X
Verse One: Shock G
You're in the zone, when you need another upper (another upper)
You took a slip and goin out like a sucker (like a sucker)
Matter of fact, you're more than just slippin
You're way beyond control, you're on a mission (on a mission)
You walk right through a wall
To get a twenty, a forty or an Eight Ball
And once you enter this area
There ain't nothin scarier, all I wanna say to ya
Is just back the hell up (back the hell up)
You need to go where they let you do your thing in a cup (thing in a cup)
And you take a diagnosis
You see your boy Shock G wrote this (wrote this)
To open up your mind
Do you know who I am, deliverer of a rhyme
My job is to verbally slay suckers
Like an uzi spray motherfuckers (spray motherfuckers)
The Underground is gonna get ya
Now pay attention you're about to enter
Into a new dimension
Can't you feel the tension
I'm sure you heard the word prevention
So like I said pay attention
You only need a little bit
Ya still want another hit?
Even if it's home-grown
Yo, you're in the danger zone
("Just lounge, you're in the danger zone" -- Erick Sermon) 8X
Verse Two: Kenny K
On the corner, I see cocaine addicts (cocaine addicts)
Givin static and about to go at it (bout to go at it)
And then you hear somebody holler
(Who was it K?) It was Dopefiend Carla
She was waitin on a winner (on a winner)
That HOE, every night she has crack for dinner (crack for dinner)
But everybody's basin
Even the suckers who are runnin this nation
YES, I'm pullin no punches
The government gets drugs in bunches
Shock G get the nine
But don't shoot until I finish my rhyme
This zone, makes suckers stop breathin (stop breathin)
Sweat bullets drop down to their knees and
Start beggin for your pipe cause you're all in
Sometimes you can feel yourself fallin
[Shock G]
Into a new dimension
Can't you feel the tension?
Don't let me forget to mention
The Underground is puttin their two cents in
What's the matter, feelin blue?
Does this record bother you??
If so, you need to leave it alone
You're in the danger zone
("Just lounge, you're in the danger zone" -- Erick Sermon) 8X
Verse Three: Shock G
Caught a red light downtown (downtown)
Freak was on the tip, cause my window was down
Stuck her head in the car, it was Dopefiend Carla
She said "Can you spare five dollars? I said hell no
She said "I'm not asking for much"
I said bitch, I'd rather give a crippled crab a crutch (crab a crutch)
She said "Why you wanna clown me"
I said "It's simple, I don't like fiends hangin round me
Can't you see, that you got a disease?
You weight sixty-six pounds, down from a hundred and three"
The light turned green and I was gone
She was livin in the danger zone
It's a new dimension
Can't you feel the tension
You recognize this sound
Go on, just put the pipe down
What's the matter, feelin blue?
Does this record bother you??
If so you need to leave it alone
Punk, you're in the danger zone
("Just lounge, you're in the danger zone" -- Erick Sermon) 12X
[Shock G as a cop through a walkie talkie]
Uhh I'm at the 9600 block of Macarthur, Apartment A
(That's a 10-4, 419, uhh, backup for you is on route to your location)
Ahh yes, victim ID
Young black female, uhh eighteen, she's pregnant
You-you-young black female, uhh eighteen, she's pregnant
Apparent crack overdose I'm gonna need backup (4X)
Nine-eleven, nine-eleven, nine-eleven
[Shock G, singing]
Sex packets, a dollar or two
Just tell me, how many for you
This time... this time...
This time... this time...
Sex packets, the girl of your dreams
Just try one, it's not what it seems
There's love... there's love...
There's love... there's love...
Now it's just sex in a pill
It gives me such a thrill, it's nice
And it's a guy for a girl, or a girl for a guy
Try one tonight
Now I just can't wait, till I get home tonight
I got three for $10.99
No sex can be safer
It's a pill, wrapped in a little piece of paper
Real nice
Sex packets, a dollar or two
Just tell me, how many for you
This time... this time...
This time... this time...
Sex packets, a one or a two
I just sell them, I cannot do
This love... this love...
This love... this love...
Oh ohh girl
You look so good to me, you're fine
And oh ohh girl
You whispered in my ear, said "Not tonight"
You just won't get with me, and you think that you dissed me
But now I can still be gettin busy
With any girl I like
No more will I ever have to jack it
Cause instead, I can just take a packet
Real nice
Sex packets, a dollar or two
Just tell me, how many for you this time
This time
This time... this time...
[Maverick]
I'ma give ya what ya heart
I'm just givin to your love
And I'm feelin what you need
Uncntested ecstasy
[Shock G]
Yeah you got it
No, hold it like this
Now just put it in your mouth
There you go, there you go
Just let it hit you baby
Sex packets, a dollar or two
Just tell me, how many for you
This time... this time...
This time... this time...
[Shock G and Computer Woman]
Ahhh, it's like nothing I've ever had
It feels so good, so good
Ahhh, are you really here?I'm here, it feels good
It's so realIt is real, ahhh, you like that?
Sex packets!
[Maverick]
I'ma give ya what you heart
I'm just feelin what you love
And I'm givin til you need
Uncontested ecstasy
(Yeah, I'm ready to mix you a packet
I got your honey proof fresh out my bomber jacket
Say you wanna double up?
Why don't you make it a threesome, you know I'm hoein)
[Maverick and Shock G]
I got what you needI got what you need
I got what you wantAnd I got what you want
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
No sex can be safer
It's just a pill
Wrapped in a little piece of paper
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh, huhhhahhohhhhh!!
[Shock G]
Biochemically compacted sexual affection
Yeah, I'm equipped to mix you a packet
Prescription pills, your favorite tossup in a pill
A professional job baby, yeah
[Shock G singing]
No sex can be safer, it's a pill
Wrapped in a (wrapped in a)
Wrapped in a little piece of (little piece of)
Little piece of, paper!
[Shock G and Computer Woman]
*this song is on the casette but not the CD
Pump pump, de pump, pump it up y'all, we're talkin
bout a hip hop doll
Babe when you feel me, ooh, how you thrill me
You are my hip hop doll
Yes, baby, would you go with me once and for all
And then when you squeeze me, ooh how you please me
You are my hip hop doll
Yeah, baby, if you married me we'd have a ball
Kick the beat, y'all
She was an east coast dame, she knew she was pretty
The place: a hotel lounge in the town of Atlantic City
The girl was down, you know what I'm sayin
there wasn't much room to groom.
People talking and tickin' clock stopped, when she walked into the room
Kick it K,
Her beauty was shocking: pretty mouth, pretty nose
A pair of black fishnet stockings: pretty feet, pretty toes
I made a last minute play to the men's room, to get myself into groove
Turned to my homeboy, asked him how I looked, my boy Earl said, "shmoove"
Got out the mirror, and went to work, my forty dollar hat was hittin
I bit down on a wintergreen certs, I stepped up and started spittin
I set my pace: I said, "Excuse me, but I scored that a nine point nine"
But her face looked confused she said, "come again,"
I said, "You know the way you fell inside of the place, you got style"
She smiled, said "You're working real hard for some satisfaction"
She grabbed the dice, and told me "go on"
I said, "Oh my God, she's givin' me action."
As we was kicki it live, i threw a four and a five, my point was a nine
She told the maitre'd, "Bring your best bottle of wine,"
And then she tipped him a dime
The wine arrived, we made a toast
let's try to keep it all in the midst, click
I downed a swallow of wine and threw my point: a three and a six
Know what I'm sayin?
Pump pump, de pump, pump it up y'all, I'm talkin bout my hip hop doll
Pump pump, de pump, pump it up y'all, we're talkin bout a hip hop doll
Pump pump, de pump, pump it up y'all, we're talkin bout a hip hop doll
Pump pump, de pump, pump it up y'all, we're talkin bout a hip hop doll
Bust it:
Just lookin at this girl was dope
She made me nervous
(You know, like a Jewish man feels when he meets the Pope)
So I said to myself, "think fast, game, but don't insult her."
I had to be cool because the girl had class, I can tell she was cultured
I made my spill: tickets to the symphony, music by Sebastian Bach
But her reply, "Well son don't be ill,
You see I don't listen to nothin but HIP-HOP!"
I said, "damn," I let her throw me a curve
I don't know what came over me
Cause all I had to do was stay down, you know what I'm sayin
But check out my recovery:
I said, "Yo, you really like hip hop? Well, you're lookin' at an MC
And to you I dedicate this rhyme, young lady, so put your arms around me."
She said, "Baby, I've heard all the lines
I pioneered this, I'm housin, I ain't no joke
I get raw, how you like me now? You're a customer, et cetera"
But then she started to choke on her wine
I said, "Easy baby not so fast,"
I took the wine glass out of her hand
She said, "No no no, you don't seem to understand, my man
Look at the tables, you hit ten grand!"
I said, "Yeah!"
Picked up my chips, turned around, extended my arm
And then I screamed, "I'm kickin it!"
Took her by the hand, "Let's go, you're my good luck charm"
Pump pump, de pump, pump it up y'all, I'm talkin bout my hip hop doll
Pump pump, de pump, pump it up y'all, we're talkin bout a hip hop doll
Pump pump, de pump, pump it up y'all, we're talkin bout a hip hop doll
Pump pump, de pump, pump it up y'all, we're talkin bout a hip hop doll
Cut it up, fellas
Babe when you feel me, ooh, how you thrill me
You are my hip hop doll
Yes, baby, would you go with me once and for all
And then when you squeeze me, ooh how you please me
You are my hip hop doll
Yeah, baby, would you go with me once and for all
Yes, baby, would you marry me? we'd have a ball
My hip hop doll
[Humpty Hump]
Tie the knot, tie tie the knot
Ahh yeah, tie the knot, tie tie the knot
Tie the knot, tie tie the knot (2X)
*some off key singing of Here Comes the Bride by Digital Underground*
[Humpty talking while they sing]
Uhh, kick it y'all
Ahh yeah
[Shock G]
Heheheheheh
Yo Hump, gonna do a lil somethin like this
Lots of little knots that need to be tied
A pair of knuckleheads walkin side by side
down the altar, you say to yourself, "I will not falter"
But you're thinkin it -- how did I get myself in this predicament?
Saw the def cutie that made your heart sing
You hop to the shop to get a ring (a big diamond)
You hop to the shop to buy a ring (a BIG DIAMOND!)
You hopped to the shop and got a ring...
Felt left out cause all your friends are hooked
But now you're at the altar, your goose is cooked
You say a prayer, "Lord please give me strength to make it through"
Opened up your nervous mouth, slipped and said, "I do"
I don't, IdoIdoIdo, I don't I don't, IdoIdo, I don't, I don't
Look you do son, now hurry up and kiss the brizide
Peace said the father, cause now the knot is tied
[DU] Tie the knot, tie tie the knot
[HH] Yeah it's time to make the move
[DU] Tiffi tiffi tie the knot
[SG] Uhh
[DU] Tie the knot, tie tie the knot
[HH] Yo it's time to make the move
[DU] Tiffi tiffi tie the knot
[HH] Tie the knot y'all
[DU] Tie the knot, tie tie the knot
[HH] It's time to make the move
[DU] Aibbi ibbi abba abba tie the knot
[SG] Uhh, kick it
[DU] Tie the knot, TIE TIE THE KNOT!
[HH] It's time to make the move
[DU] IFFY IBBI ABBA DABBA TIE THE KNOT
[HH] Kick the vocals!
*Digital Underground starts singing Here Comes the Bride off key again*
[Humpty Hump talking while they sing]
Uhh, yeah
Keep it comin y'all
Uhh, wait wait hold it tight, hold it tight
C'mon man this is serious, this for the movie
Aww man, y'all some lousy singers
Alright fellas, knock it off, knock it off, break it down
*after a pause, D.U. starts singing again*
Here comes the bride...
Here comes the bride (here comes the bride)
Here, comes the bride! (here comes the bride)
Here comes the bride (HERE comes THE bride!)
Here comes da bride!! (woooeeeeee!)
Lo do da lo (*they break down in laughter*)
My lonely mile
Is charming from above
Do not run my love
No one is harming you
Why do you dream
Of strange men in aeroplanes
And parachutes torn
By wings of thorn?
Your lovely smile
Should not be touched
Do not sip this poison
No one is hunting
No fox and no horn
Why do you fear
What takes to the air
Before it is borne
On wings of thorn?
Well ain't but two kind
Them that do and them that do
They got tigers, lions, and monkeys
But I give my most attention to my donkey
Pay no mind to the sign that said: don't feed it
Even hold it when it's time to get funky
Always tired after two rounds of action
But you got to bust three like Paxon
So you go off and you join the Jerkit Circus
Work it like you knock a bag, that's satisfaction
So let's talk about this
And that
I'm a freaky deak player but I'm scared that it might be wack (wack)
It might hurt my sack (sack)
And if it ain't cool then I'm not gonna kiss that cat (cat)
Cuz I don't know where it's been at
Sometimes it ain't cool even when you wear a hat
But yo I hit it anyway (unngh)
Cuz a diesel butt female wanted to play
And three days later got an itch
And now I really wanna kill that (HO!)
Who did it
I shouldn't have been with it
I really shouldn't have hit it (did it)
But I slipped and I admit it ('mit it)
I did it (hit it)
But it didn't have to be done
Next time I'm gonna run run run to the
Jerkit Circus
Lay it in your palm and you don't need a condom
Jerkit Circus
Gonna get mine and have a nutty nutty time at the
Jerkit Circus
Fly girl kinkies work those pinkies at the
Jerkit Circus baby
Hey yo it's time to milk the cow
Mary goes up and Mary goes down
Mary goes Mary goes round and round
She rolled on a horse that was wearing a hat
POP went the ball sack
Mary goes up and Mary goes down
Mary goes Mary goes round and round
But this time the horse wasn't wearing no hat
DEAD went the ball sack
How did you get strong when she looked at you
(And that's how she hooked at you)
Sitting in the back when you knew you wasn't strapped
And that's how the microwave cooked you
You ROCKED and SHOCKED it
Knocked up the booty real good when you knew you should have
STOPPED and BLOCKED it
With a hat
I stay strapped cuz I'm smarter than that
So let's work
Let's work this
And let's go to the circus
Tonight he's gonna rock it with a whole new plan
He's got a date with his left hand
At the
Jerkit Circus
Lay it in your palm and you don't need a condom
Jerkit Circus
Gonna get mine and have a nutty nutty time at the
Jerkit Circus
Fly girl swingers let me use a finger at the
Jerkit Circus
No more sticking time that we choke that chicken
Mary goes up and Mary goes down
Mary goes Mary goes round and round
She rolled on a horse that was wearing a hat
POP went the ball sack
Called your girl
Tried to get your rocks off
Made you wait
Your hard rock got soft (aakh!)
WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO?
I don't know I wish I knew a better way
Cuz back in the day
You step to a lot a girls and they say back off a lot
You get mad wanting tail, jack off a lot
But hey it's not such a bad idea considering
Don't have to waste a lot a time trying to get her in
The mood
AND YOU NEED NO PROTECTION
Word to the dick what else it's got is no affection
The sex was great and you didn't have to ball her
And hear her nagging asking you if you was gonna call her
So now I'm going out like a strangler
Get a grip and choke your fadangler
To the girls that use sex to try to work us:
Took my destiny into my own hand
And joined the
Jerkit Circus
Lay it in your palm and you don't need a condom
Jerkit Circus
Yeah gonna get mine and have a nutty nutty time at the
Jerkit Circus
Fly girl swingers learn to use a finger at the
Jerkit Circus
*Schmoove sings for a bit*
[Shock G]
Yeahhh, well we're back with another one
Comin hard and got suckers on the run
You say, "You guys are known for havin fun"
Yeah well we'll do what has to be done for us to be number one
And you ain't never heard nuthin this funky son
You ain't never heard nuthin this funky ever, it's too clever
Rhyme goes through your mind like a guillotine severs
the head, my friend
And you will never hear nobody rap like this again
[Big Money Odis]
You ain't heard nuttin this funky brother, it's like no other
You feel the bass bouncin off the walls like rub-bah
The real McCoy this ain't no toy or another
How do we do it? (Shock G: Yo go ask your mother)
The freak needers, the beat leaders
Let me tell you somethin, you ain't heard nuttin this funky Peter
So listen up as we begin
Aiyyo Fuze rub the record in
[both] cause you ain't heard nuttin this funky (4X)
[Big Money Odis]
The definition of a rhyme breeder, beat needer
We're the cold party heaters, comin through the woofers and the tweeters
Funky dope MC leaders
Rhyme hungry hip-hop listener feeders
[Shock G]
The definition of a rhyme sayer, beat layer
Mothersucker perpetrator slayer
Layin down the law like the Mayor
You're out of luck, Hucklebuck, I'll suck you up like a Now or Later
You say that you're a trooper, then I'm Darth Vader
You're a Cowboy, then I'm a Raider
[Big Money Odis]
You can't compete cause you're incomplete and need to be completed
You're style is weak you're obsolete and need to be deleted
Short on the things that you needed
So what you got a top ten song, cause you cheated
[Shock G]
If you worked in a kitched, it'd be sweeter
From the rappin that I hear, you'd make a better egg beater
A teeter totter, or should I say, totter teeter
You're through, you're a court and we're leaders
We got the style you admire, the rhymes you desire
Well you ain't heard nuttin this slick you trick
cause you're a flick from a Bic and we're a bonfire
[both] cause you ain't heard nuttin this funky (4X)
*some scratching by DJ Fuze*
[Big Money Odis]
Cause I roll up fast, like a cheetah, get out the two-seater
Walk up on a girl named Anita, or Rita
Ask her for change to put money in the meter
Didn't really need it just a smooth way to meet her
or a fly way to treat her
She said, "I'm hungry" so I took her out to feed her
She was a pocket feeder chicken, fajita pita eater
I said, "Yo, eat how ya like" then took her home and G'd her
[Shock G]
The definition of a funky rhyme master
Clevely put together but not necessarily sayin it faster
Ya see, that style isn't hard at all
The object of the game is to have a ball y'all
And to see who can come the funkiest
Lot of MC's think it's just a speed contest
They wanna brag about the neighborhood, oh you wanna boast?
We come from different cities and we're coast to coast ya see
but right now we're based in Oakland (Odis: Oakland)
Everywhere we go we leave the microphone smokin
Yo bro I'm not jokin
Leave MC's standin still with their mouths hangin open
Walk offstage and leave the next act scratchin his head like a monkey
Cause you ain't heard nuttin this funky
[both] Cause you ain't heard nuttin this funky (2X)
[Shock G] Leave a sucker standin still confused
cause he never heard nuttin this funky
[SG+HH] You ain't heard nuttin this funky
[Humpty] Ahh yeah
[Odis] Why don't you tell em Hump
[Od+HH] Cause you ain't heard nuttin this funky
[Humpty] Whassup y'all, Humpty Hump in the house
[Od+HH] Cause you ain't HEARD nuttin this funky
[Odis] Yeah
[Humpty] You know what?
[Od+HH] You ain't heard nuttin this funky
[Humpty] Let me bust a rhyme, c'mon
[Odis] Get in
[Humpty Hump]
You ain't heard nuttin this funky son, we're number one
Humpty Hump in the house, gonna show you how it's done
with professional rhymes, I gotta question for your mind
Have you ever heard anything this funky son?
(Yeah man, I was out on the street
These guys came on by in this, tch, car man playin some beat...)
You ain't heard nuttin this funky nigga, how ya figure?
My mouth's on the mic like a finger on a trigger nigga
And when I squeeze I'ma getcha
You never heard nuthin this funky now didja!
And if you're large, we're bigger
You bust a weak ass rhyme and then expect me to dig ya
Humpty Hump's in the house with the locals
Yo Schmoove kick the vocals
*Schmoove sings, Fuze scratches*
*DJ Fuze keeps scratchin*
*8:28 into the song, Humpty comes back*
[Humpty Hump]
Humpty Hump's in the house with the locals
Yo Schmoove kick the vocals
Shimmy shimmy cocoa-pop
Shimmy shimmy cocoa-pop
Shimmy shimmy cocoa-pop
Shimmy shimmy cocoa-pop
We-we chocolate cross-over
Yea, we chocolate cross-over
See me cocoa might go pop
I'm cocoa and I might go pop
Now it's about time that I cleared this
so pardon me miss
but I'd like for you to hear this
If you kiss me then I'll kiss you back
You see, I feel real good inside, and it's just from your nearness
there's no need for you to fear this
Kiss me, I'll kiss you back
Wussup wit' the love, wussup wit' the love?
Wussup wit' the love, wussup wit' the love?
Now, men want racism, black folks in prison, me bar
What's goin' on with the luh-uh-ove?
Boo-ya-kaw is the sound, brothers goin' down in the worst way
I got my son a gun for his birthday.
Now we've had enough, everybody wants to be tough,
But I give the props to brothers on my level instead of trying to be above,
'Cause I see nothin' feminine about givin' your brother some love.
Look deeply in each other's eyes: you know we are the ones
Racism is a cloud that blocks us from the sun.
One brother speaks in African, one sings Jamaican songs,
Both of them are black men, but they still can't get along.
Wussup wit' the love, wussup wit' the love?
Wussup wit' the love, wussup wit' the love?
Wussup wit' the love, wussup wit' the love?
Wussup wit' the love, wussup wit' the love?
[Yo, I know this brother named Tony, he beat up his own mom, man.
[Nah, man]. Straight up. Him and his two brothers, they all live in the
same house with his mom, right. [Right]. They all in their twenties,
she the only one working. Anyway, one night she needed to get some
sleep, she told him to turn his music down, and he just straight flipped
on her: slapped her all up against the wall, cursed her out...]
Mommy and Daddy they got married, they make love every night
But Momma's gettin' tired, and Poppa hits the pipe at night.
I see 'em kissin' wishin' I got the props that Pops, I mean the rocks, got
I hope she hugs me, 'cause she never dug me.
I figure still I hustle, tussle with the fool at school,
The one that Momma sold my sneakers, thought she says he's freakin' her,
Had the doubt until I caught 'em, then I fought 'im, then she slapped me,
Hollered at me talkin' 'bout I messed up her ten dollars.
God damn! Drug dealers dealin' to the kiddies,
Livin' in the city ain't no pity on the itty-bitty.
We try to cry, but still they all die,
I try to speak to the youth, and the truth is they all high.
What can I say but watch your back, youngster,
As I sit and wonder, my other brother's steadily goin' under.
It's like a curse, and it hurts 'cause it's worse,
Momma's crazy 'cause her baby's in a herse.
Wussup wit' the love?
[Yo, my homey was joggin in this upper-class white neighborhood, he had
his headphones on, right, you know, just joggin'. This old lady called
the police. Just 'cause he was black, they stomped my homey. He
couldn't here 'em though 'cause he had his headphones on. They ain't
chase him, they didn't shine their lights on him. They just shot him
...dead!]
This land once owned by Indians, who then would learn to burn.
A treagedy, because from them there was so much to learn,
You will find the key to life is checking for you friends,
Everything's gonna be alright,
I got to let you know that I'm in love with you.
[Dope fiends sellin' their babies]
I'm so in love with you.
[I know man, you can't even say 'what's up' to a brother no more]
People, I'm in love with you.
[Fool talkin' about 'what's up', fool don't know me man...]
Yes I'm in love with you.
[...I put one in him! Hey, yo, you got your thang?
Yeah, man, I'm strapped]
It blows my mind to see so many people sufferin'
[So many people]
It blows my mind to see so many people down,
[Everybody's down]
And I just can't understand, why there must be such fighting,
[Everybody's acting crazy]
It blows my mind to see the pain that's all around.
[...the pain that's all around]
Wussup wit' the love, wussup wit' the love?
Wussup wit' the love, wussup wit' the love?
Wussup wit' the love, wussup wit' the love?
Wake up!
Wake up!
Wussup wit' the love, wussup wit' the love?
Wussup wit' the love, wussup wit' the love?
Wussup wit' the love, wussup wit' the love?
Wussup wit' the love, wussup wit' the love?
Wake up!
Treasures in the jars of clay
Let the light shine out of darkness
Fallen down but not destroyed
It's just another trial by fire
In my song I'll send a prayer
Do you know me, do you hear me
Where the will to face this shame
It's just another trial by fire
Hello Mr. Moon
Can I have some time with you
Trouble keep me runnin'...
You can see it comin'...
I know who shines down on you
Hello Mr. Moon
I've come back to talk to you
All my life I'm runnin'...
From the love that's comin'...
Saving grace please pull me through
In my doubt I can't believe
Like a wave tossed where the wind blows
Tears of faith temper my soul
Just another trial by fire
Just another trial by fire
Artist: Dr. Dre f/ Where
Intro/Chorus:
As the world keeps turning, chronic keeps burning
(This ain't no) street sermon, these niggas are determined
*Repeat*
Verse 1:Where
I flow like CD's in the deck
Moosh fools in the face that lack respect
Protect ya arm, pitch from the funk
I deodirise the musty, ya rhymes are crusty, you can't bust G
So leave me alone I'm in the zone
Walkin the streets on my own, nigga get blown
Some niggas say that nigga Where is gone
But I'm low in the cut and gotta microphone
Are you gone bust or play bones?
You motherfuckin clone, get off that nigga's style and get'cha own
It's Miscellane and it's on again
For the niggas that slept, they shoulda stayed in step
And kept ya big fuckin mouth shut
Chorus
Verse 2:Where
I woke up with a stomach ache, headache, back ache
Advil, Tylenol, Peptol, slept so long realised my world is wrong
My world is gone like disco
Blowin up Cisco and in my Cammo
Standin in back of me was my soul
Thinking of the easiest way to get a bank roll
Knowledge is urban-able, exhaust manifold
A tar can of hos to lubricate my system quick
Shaky bitches off the dick
Cos she got a vice grip on the flow from my lips
I'm slow but equipped with the proper tools
Show me the one talkin shit so I can drop a fool
I'm out to glow a nigga roll if he think he Mr CREAM
Come back on the scene and smoke a phillie, G
I really dream of gettin mine now let me tell you what's silly
Me, buckin with my team is murder one
I heard a gun bustin shots (SHOTS!), down the block (BLOCK!)
I guess a nigga gettin what he got (GOT!)
Shit is heavy like a medicine ball and broke niggas to smoke niggas
I'll fuck one for y'all, they made ya last phone call
To a trick that didn't even care
Cos she was gettin fucked somewhere, you're stuck in there
Now you wanna bust, nigga, now you wanna kill, nigga (Nigga)
Nigga how ya feel? (Nigga)
You can't try to be real (You can't try to be real)
Shit is for real
Chorus
Verse 3:Where
I'm cooler than most, but I got the shorter temper
And I'm cooler than foes that don't know how it goes
Let's take it back to the first side
When you was a new jack and jockin my new track
But you was wrong, didn't know about the big long
Head-strong, nicknamed Dav from off the school yard
Witta teenage group I'm turnin loots to tracks
Me and my niggas like (These tracks are laced with bomb weed and tight
lyrics)
You wanna know what the hos used to do
When me and my crew came bustin through
All sorts of blushins brew
(A neighbourhood find, a gift too swift, Miscellane is the crew)
Underground till my brown eyed balls turned blue
This is for the bitches and niggas that wanna front
I smoke on, I broke on till I spoke on
Miscellane packin shows like Farrakhan
Where is on another level with two niggas that's on the same plateau
Now that's three times your tightest flow
And three times ya tightest track, three times your fattest sack
Three times is clever (BUCK!)
Chorus x 2
Outro:
Thou shalt rest in grief who lay buried in the belt
Barely included work, leaves bodies scarred and hurt
To art in hell, where the next man dwells
The place with stankin pussy and crack rock dwells
Chorus:
Everybody skate to the music, put your hands in the air
Don't stop 'til it grooves ya, and you feel it everywhere
Just skate to the music 'til you feel it going on
Don't stop 'til ya lose it baby
Everybody skate
Verse 1: It's Sunday night, and we're about to have a ball
The place is packed, been thinkin' bout it all day long
People are jammin' and waiting for their favorite song
With everyone in a world of their own
Hook:
Can't wait to get up on the floor
And bounce around to the sounds
Don't just sit up on the wall
Get down, baby get down
Chorus
Verse 2:
The beat is bumpin', the lights are movin' to the groove
All in the light, we roll until the night is through
Only a minute, before it puts you in the mood
And from there, it's all up to you
Hook:
Can't wait to get up on the floor
And bounce around to the sounds
Don't just sit up on the wall
Get down, baby get down
Chorus till fade
Excuse me trooper, will you be needing any packets
today? Yo, B, don't be throwin' on my jacket, ok?
Cool, just trying to get your attention
So you can take a look at this invention
Now peep these, I got some more in my jacket
[Man, what are these, condoms?] Uh uh: sex packets
It's like a pill, you can either chew it up
Or like an alka-seltzer, dissolve it in a cup
And get this: see the girl on the cover?
You black out, and she becomes your lover
[You're trippin] no, I'm serious, these are authentic
[Yeah, well I don't take hallucenogenics]
Wrong again, my man, this is way more real
But since you know everything, I'll make someone else a deal
Yeah he's the packet man
Yeah he's the packet man
Yeah he's the packet man
Yeah he's the packet man
[Well now you got me curious, I'm kind thinkin bout buyin it]
Three for ten dollars, it can't hurt to try it
[Well what exactly do I get?]
Well read what it says, look at the picture [Bet
It says Chinese girl, age 17, waist 24, hips 33,
Hmmm, this one here says young black virgin
Man this is crazy, I'm gonna have to splure an
get me a few of these things. How long do they last?]
Well it depends, let's see
These cheap ones here are ten minutes
But these are extra power, they last about a half an hour
And these here sell for bout 40
'Cause you get two girls [Yeah it says orgy]
Right, and if you're married, it's no big deal
You're not cheating at all, you're just poppin a pill
And if your wife's got a headache and wants to hit the sack
It's cool, take a packet fool
Biochemically compacted sexual affection
Now here, take a look at my selection
Yeah he's the packet man
Yeah he's the packet man
Yeah he's the packet man
Yeah he's the packet man
[OK, I want these two boxes of three
And give my blondy here, and that one that says orgy
And, by the way, I need something for my woman]
Sure, I got guy packets [Cool, give me some of em]
Now let me tell you how to take it:
Either sit of lie down, and you really should be naked
Otherwise you're gonna mess up your clothes, know what I mean?
This is more then just a dream
It's very realistic and it's gonna blow your mind
So be careful: only take one at a time
And never take one behind the wheel
You'll black out and hit a pole [Cool, let's make the deal]
These are 40, these are 80, and this one here is 10
Just give me a hundred dollars, I'll call it even
But don't pull your money out yet, see
There's one or two narcs in this area that sweat me
Over here, [Yeah, this looks kinda cool
20, 40, 60, 80 a hundred, shmoove]
Here's my number, in case you need to reach me again
And remember, you need to be as safe as you can
There's only one thing safer then using your hand
Dial that beeper number, and call the packet man
Yeah he's the packet man
Yeah he's the packet man
Yeah he's the packet man
[Shock G]
Now this trip's to let you know the Underground can flow
We'll go toe-to-toe with any bro that wants to go
But those who go need to know that we're an elite fleet
of very unique MC's and as a treat Jeremy programmed a beat
that I could flow on. I'ma go on; the D-Train's about to roll on
The day I pulled out my fat marker and I wrote on
The windows of the train, wrote my name, bout to do the walls
Had to pause, cause, two police
officers get on, they barely fit on - the train was packed
We're standing back-to-back cause there was nothing left to sit on
I'm looking around to see who's down - realize I'm all alone
Mostly people coming home from work, a couple of sisters and a fag
Yes, this would have been a drag
but I'm chilling with my tall can in my brown bag
And I'm sipping, your boy Shock was cold dipping
Sipping real slow and dipping real low so 5-O don't be tripping
Check it though, a minute or two later
I finished my brew with nothing to do, broke out cold made a
Pimp move to the next car looking for trouble
Rub the stubble under my chin and squeezed in between
A pair of big, bubble butt freaks:
Two Russet potato and bacon eating sisters
One had too much make-up on but yo, I didn't diss her
Cause she was kind of cool though
Both of them was cool enough to do you know
We picked more people up at Broadway Station
Being down I had to clown and make use of a situation
So I'm rubbin the girls booty behind me
Right near the bottom where the booty and thigh meet
My middle finger's riding down the line of the seam of her jeans
But she don't seem to mind me
But then she shocked me, almost clocked me
Tried to slap me, caught her hand and said
"You better be glad my name is Shock G,
Cause if my name was Dre, from N.W.A.
I'd cold slap your ass and tell you have a nice day."
She said, "Wait a minute, Shock G! I know that name
I seen you on Arsenio, what you doing on the train?"
I said "I'm trying to stay normal." She said "Really? That's a winner,
I'm studying law, don't live too far, would love to cook you dinner."
I said "Cool. Bring your friend, I like the both of youse two."
I knocked the boots, the sneakers and the house-shoes
It's like that baby, ya don't stop
Cause my name is Shock you know that I like to rock
One time
Yeah, you got the sound of the Underground
doing it to you in your ear orifice
(Yeah, don't you know
the Underground's doin it to ya flowin on the D-Line)
Yo, 2Pac is in the house. Got a big grin on his face
Black Sheep Five, this is Red Dog One, come back
[S.G.]This is Black Sheep, copy
State your position
[S.G.]Well I'm in zone three but it's lookin pretty dry out here
[S.G.]Request permission to put The Mission in action
Affirmative Black Sheep Five, that's a green light
You can set it when you're ready
[S.G.]Ten-four Red Dog, it's on
[Shock G]
Aiyyo question:
what does an Afro-rockin next-droppin Westside type
have in common with a East rock a vest put you to rest type?
(What?) Women, we swimmin in 'em, like batter
I'm bony, he fatter (Watch it son!) My bad Pun
I'm havin fun, playin with my Kiss side
I'm ready to hit the telly, tickle bellies from the inside
Y'all know that Shock's my name
I rock brew instead of champagne
Ask around the world and they'll t-tell you the same
[Big Pun]
Yo what the deal Shock? (Love yo)
You know me, keepin they heels cocked
Still round cause I'm down, 400 lbs of steel cock
You feel hot I warn you, what? I never call you slut
or diss you that's why my initials is on your butt
I get it up when you need it, promise I'll never beat it
Satisfaction guaranteed it, twice as hard if you eat it
My style's comedic, but in the bed ain't nuttin funny
I'm bustin your bunny and leave you smothered with nuttin but honey
We on a mission in the club tonight
(girl)You know we widdit
[Pun]Maxin he ain't on the thug tonight
(girl)You know we widdit
[S.G.]I like your thighs, ain't no cellulite
(girl)You know we widdit
PLAY WITH MEEE!
[all]The Mission
Relax your feet and let me rub you right
(girl)You know we widdit
[S.G.]When it's over you can hug me tight
(girl)You know we widdit
[Pun]Packin heat cause I'm a thug for life
(girl)You know we widdit
LAY WITH MEEE!
[all]The Mission
[Styles]
Whateva, what you got, let's bounce, it's twelve o'clock
Let's blaze the thai, jump in the ride, find a live inside
Stressed all week, scheduled sheets, rhymes and beats
Hit the streets find a club and then bag the freaks
Whateva throw the keys to valet, let's make our way
to the club entrance (Yo there go Pun with like ten chicks!)
The line's sexy, but we gon' get in this bitch
Let me light a clip, look for the shorties with the nicest hips
[Whateva]
We had to bend a piece like the Max casual slacks
Ordered the Cognac, laid back, planned our attack
Straight off the back I'd approach, 'fore we took off our coats
She got close, threw me the signal like a third base coach
[S]Yo Whateva what's the deal?
[W]Yo ain't no time to speak
[S]Where you at?
[W]What you think, about to find that freak
The night's just beginning, strobe lights and nice women
Get in where you fit in, it's just The Mission
[Big Pun]
Physically blubber bound, but I crush a hundred rounds
Eat every bit of you my tongue is Digital Underground
Fuck around and catch the tongue twister
Big Pun'll make you come til you cough up a lung sister
I ain't playin I be layin the laws sprayin your jaw
Makin em all pray, I came in em raw
Breakin em off, like I had two and the bump
Whylin in the club, while my thugs, doin The Hump
(girl) *repeat 2X*
I'd love for you, to come on through
And play with MEEEE [The Mission!]
You want me to, I love you Boo
So lay with MEEE [The Mission!]
[Shock G]
Yeah we're lookin good, raidin the skivvies now
Stand by for coordinates on that supply drop
and make it heavy on the lotion, whip cream, and vaseline
Why don't you bounce to the crib wit me
(girl)You know we widdit
Puff an L, take a swig wit me
(girl)You know we widdit
[Pun]Open your mouth, make history
(girl)You know we widdit
PLAY WITH MEEE!
[all]The Mission
Come up to suite, at the telly with me
(girl)You know we widdit
[Pun]Rub jelly on your belly with me
(girl)You know we widdit
[S.G.]Work up a sweat and get smelly with me
(girl)You know we widdit
LAY WITH MEEE!
[all]The Mission
[Shock G]
I'm over 30 in this, still dirty in this, still flirty
with these misses, still Kissin 'Em Back (The same mission black!)
Yeah I'd love to meet my soulmate, but what if I don't?
(Good point) I ain't dyin horny, I ain't dyin broke (No way!)
No actually forget the money, all I need is love in my life
(In your life nigga?) I'm talkin about tonight nigga
Yo Styles, is that the freak that we was dancin with?
(I think so, yup!) Yeah c'mon let's see what's up
Yo let's slide in the silk sheets
(girl)Ooooooooh
I'ma prove I'ma real freak
(girl)Ooooooooh!
[S.G.]I won't get mine til you feel free
(girl)Ooooooooh
PLAY WITH MEEE!
[all]The Mission
I'm ready to go downtown on ya
(girl)Ooooooooh
[S.G.]I rub lotion all around on ya
(girl)Ooooooooh!
[S.G.]I wanna make freaky squeaky sounds witcha
LAY WITH MEEE!
Ooh, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh
Ooh, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh
Now as the record spins around, you recognize this sound,
Well, it's the underground,
You know that we're down with wutchyalike
Yeah, with wutchyalike, yeah
And though we're usually on the serious tip, check it out:
Tonight we're gonna flip and trip and let it all hang out tonight,
We're gonna say what we like.
'Cause, yo, yo, we wanna know how many people in the flow,
Would like to just let yourselves go
And doowutchyalike,
Yeah, well tonight's your night.
Just eat food, try not to be crude or rude,
Kill the attitude, chill the serious mood,
And doowutchyalike,
Yeah, and doowutchyalike,
Everybody doowutchyalike
Ooh, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh
Yeah, doowutchyalike
Ooh, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh
Just doowutchyalike
Ooh, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh
Yo, go whereyalike
Ooh, I see, I see, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh
I mean rich, poor, high, low, or upper-middle class,
Let's all get together and have a few laughs
And doowhatwelike
Yeah, and doowhatwelike, yeah, and doowhatwelike.
And since you came here you gotta show and prove,
And do thatdance, until it don't move,
Doowutchyalike,
Sometimes I bite.
Now if you're hungry, get yourself something to eat,
And if you're dirty, then go take a bath.
Messed up the line?
Nope, sometimes I don't rhyme.
Help yourself to a cracker, with a spread of cheddar cheese,
Have a neck bone, you don't have to say please
Eatwutchyalike, yo, smellhowyalike.
Everybody doowutchyalike
Ooh, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh
Doowutchyalike
Ooh, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh
Yo, doowutchyalike, you know what I'm sayin'?
Ooh, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh
Whatever you like to do...talkhowyalike
Ooh, I see, I see, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh
Just act a fool, it's okay if you drool,
'Cause everybody's gonna strip, and jump in the pool,
And doowhatwelike, yeah, and doowhatwelike.
Homegirls, for once, forget you got class,
See a guy you like: just grab 'im in the biscuits!
And doowutchyalike.
Now, red, white, black, tan, yellow, or brown,
It really doesn't matter, we can all get down,
And doowhatwelike, yeah, and doowhatwelike.
From a pink-skinned yankee, to a blue black southerner,
Ditch digger or a governor,
Just doowutchyalike,
Lookhowyalike,
Now don't you know we're gettin' busy, it can't be corrected,
??? had to be deaf
I say whatIlike,
Like I said, sometimes we bite,
Even though you don't think it's right,
Yo, I like to bite,
Just havin' fun y'all, and if you think that it's wrong,
You got to admit, it's a new type of song,
Doowutchyalike,
Ooh, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh
Yeah, doowutchyalike,
Ooh, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh
Yo, gowhereyalike,
Ooh, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh
Yo, doowhoyalike
Ooh, I see, I see, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh
Alright, here we go, y'all:
Doowutchyalike,
Talkhowyalike,
Drinkwutchyalike,
Grabwhoyalike,
Feelwutchyalike,
Eatwutchyalike,
Scratchwhereyalike,
Itchifyalike,
[Daddy, can I go outside?]
Ha, gowhereyalike, kid!
Beep
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...We'd also like to add that we've now reached the three-and-a-half
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Beep
...Now if this records is being played a a club, disco, lounge, house
basement, or block party, car stereo, stoop, or at any other social
gathering, we will now allow the beat to continue, and proceed to give
you more of what you like. This message has been brought to you by the
makers of the way we swing, and the underground talkhowyalike posse.
[Ah, ah, ah, I feel like a nice big bowl of cereal, icy cold milk]
[Daddy, can I eat some ice cream?]
[Look, I told you kid, eatwutchyalike, ok?]
Now the beat goes on 'til the break of dawn,
And just peep this, y'all, 'cause we're singin' a song,
And doowutchyalike, yeah doowutchyalike
And since you came here you gotta show and prove,
And do that dance, until it don't move,
And doowutchyalike,
Like I said, sometimes we bite
Now we're all gettin' stupid, and actin' a fool,
Anything that ya really wanna do is cool,
So, Goldfingers, cutwutchyalike
[Now let me tell you who I am...Ah shit...]
Now if you're hungry, get yourself something to eat,
And if you're dirty, then go take a bath,
And doowutchyalike.
Stetsasonics, adjust for the hip-hop fans,
And since we're not your average everyday rap band,
Yo, Pianoman, playhowyalike
{piano solo}
Just act a fool, it's okay if you drool,
'Cause everybody's gonna strip, and jump in the pool,
[Wait a minute, wait a minute, don't take your clothes off yet, not yet,
wait 'til we get home]
Now if you wear corrective shoes and you got big bunyons,
Toenails smell and look like onions,
Don't doowutchyalike--
Go see a foot doctor tonight!
Yeah, yeah, yeah, everybody doowutchyalike
Ooh, ooh, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh
Yeah, doowutchyalike,
Ooh, ooh, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh
Know what I'm sayin'? Just doowutchyalike.
Ooh, ooh, I see, I see, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh
Ah, everybody doowutchyalike,
Ooh, ooh, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh
Straight hair, curled, casual and glamor,
A shy girl, or loud like a bama.
From Connecticut, or from Louisiana,
Bad table ettiqutte, too much chatter,
Very well spoken, or real bad grammer,
I minority token, a brother in the slammer,
A free civilian with a house in Santa Ana,
If ya got a million, and live in Atlanta,
If you got a weak bladder, or can't climb a ladder,
What we're sayin' is, it really doesn't matter,
I need a word that sounds like "atta"
Slipped on a peel of banana,
Doowutchyalike.
[Yeah, cool, gettin' stupid, once again, you got the sound of the
underground. Baby dope is in the house.]
[Boyyy!!]
[Are we puttin' things in check, Baby D?]
[Too stupid check]
[I'm wit' it. Yo Dave, let's show 'em some old school]
It makes no sense just standin' around,
Come on everybody, let's all...[Hang out]
Yeah, and doowutwelike,
From a lime to a lemon, a lemon to a lime,
Come on, young ladies, let's have...[Good times]
And doowutwelike.
Now, I can sing, I can dance, I'm the king of romance,
Are you sweet young ladies gonna give me a chance,
To doowutchyalike?
And get that thing packed tonight.
Vanessa Williams, ooh, you're so divine,
Just wanted to put your name in my rhyme,
And doowutchyalike,
Yeah, everybody doowutchyalike.
[Hey, how 'bout you and me just go in the back room right now? Ok? just
me and you]
Ooh, ooh
[Yo, don't take your clothes off, not yet]
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
[Gowhereyalike, and since you came here you gotta show and prove]
I see, I see, I see guys and girls dancin'
[Sometimes I blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah]
I see, I see, I see guys and girls dancin'
[If you're fat, hungry, dirty, and need to take a bath: go wash your feet]
I see, I see, I see, I see, I see guys and girls dancin'
I see, I see, I see, I see, I see guys and girls dancin'
[Just buggin' in the place to be, you got the sound of Shock G]
Verse One: Humpty Hump (Shock G)
All right!
Stop whatcha doin'
'cause I'm about to ruin
the image and the style that ya used to.
I look funny,
but yo I'm makin' money, see
so yo world I hope you're ready for me.
Now gather round
I'm the new fool in town
and my sound's laid down by the Underground.
I drink up all the Hennessey ya got on ya shelf
so just let me introduce myself
My name is Humpty, pronounced with a Umpty.
Yo ladies, oh how I like to hump thee.
And all the rappers in the top ten--please allow me to bump thee.
I'm steppin' tall, y'all,
and just like Humpty Dumpty
you're gonna fall when the stereos pump me.
I like to rhyme,
I like my beats funky,
I'm spunky. I like my oatmeal lumpy.
I'm sick wit dis, straight gangsta mack
but sometimes I get ridiculous
I'll eat up all your crackers and your licorice
hey yo fat girl, c'mere--are ya ticklish?
Yeah, I called ya fat.
Look at me, I'm skinny
It never stopped me from gettin' busy
I'm a freak
I like the girls with the boom
I once got busy in a Burger King bathroom
I'm crazy.
Allow me to amaze thee.
They say I'm ugly but it just don't phase me.
I'm still gettin' in the girls' pants
and I even got my own dance
{Chorus:}
The Humpty Dance is your chance to do the hump
Do the Humpty Hump, come on and do the Humpty Hump
Do the Humpty Hump, just watch me do the Humpty Hump
Do ya know what I'm doin', doin' the Humpty Hump
Do the Humpty Hump, do the Humpty Hump
Verse Two:
People say "Yo, Humpty, you're really funny lookin'"
that's all right 'cause I get things cookin'
Ya stare, ya glare, ya constantly try to compare me
but ya can't get near me
I give 'em more, see, and on the floor, B,
all the girls they adore me
Oh yes, ladies, I'm really bein' sincere
'cause in a 69 my humpty nose will tickle ya rear.
My nose is big, uh-uh I'm not ashamed
Big like a pickle, I'm still gettin' paid
I get laid by the ladies, ya know I'm in charge,
both how I'm livin' and my nose is large
I get stoopid, I shoot an arrow like Cupid,
I use a word that don't mean nothin', like looptid
I sang on Doowhutchalike, and if ya missed it,
I'm the one who said just grab 'em in the biscuits
Also told ya that I like to bite
Well, yeah, I guess it's obvious, I also like to write.
All ya had to do was give Humpty a chance
and now I'm gonna do my dance.
{Chorus}
Breakdown:
Oh, yeah, that's the break, y'all
Lay on a little bit of that bass groove right there
A-doorer dooreh A-doorer A-dooreh
Oh, yeah!
Now that I told ya a little bit about myself
let me tell ya a little bit about this dance
It's real easy to do--check it out
Verse Three:
First I limp to the side like my leg was broken
Shakin' and twitchin' kinda like I was smokin'
Crazy wack funky
People say ya look like M.C. Hammer on crack, Humpty
That's all right 'cause my body's in motion
It's supposed to look like a flitter or a convulsion
Anyone can play this game
This is my dance, y'all, Humpty Hump's my name
No two people will do it the same
Ya got it down when ya appear to be in pain
Humpin', funkin', jumpin',
jig around, shakin' ya rump,
and when a two pump chump points a finger like a stump
tell him step off, I'm doin' the Hump.
{Chorus}
Black people, do the Humpty Hump, do the Humpty Hump
White people, do the Humpty Hump, do the Humpty Hump
Puerto Ricans, do the Humpty Hump, just keep on doin' the hump
Samoans, do the Humpty Hump, do the Humpty Hump
Let's get stoopid!
{Chorus}
Oh, yeah, come on and break it down
Outro:
Once again, the Underground is in the house
I'd like to send a shout out to the whole world,
keep on doin' the Humpty Dance,
and to the ladies,
peace and humptiness forever
No, I'm talking about a fully operational, post traumatic, temple lobe,
paranoid skitzophrenic, manic depressive, homicidal maniac. A classic
case.
This is a rare, and classic case. Now let's go!
I'm talking about a temple lobe, post traumatic, cranial gland disorder.
Homicidal maniac. Classic case.
Quack, quack!
I'm crackin up like a duck, tryin ta cope this!
Hokis pokis, I can't keep my focus!
Quack quack quack!
Shut up! Shhhhhhh! Shut up!
Quack like a duck! Quack, QUAAACK quack quack.
Yeah, you look like a quack.
Shut up! Shut-uuuuup, shut up, shut up.
Man, you people are crazy!
I can't believe they got me fallin' so low
Make me think my mind is goin' loco
Quack like a duck, I'm crackin up tryin ta cope this!
Hokis pokis, I can't keep my focus!
I can't believe they got me fallin' so low, so low
Make me think my mind is goin' loco, loco
Quack quack quack! (quack quack quack)
Quack quack quack! (quack quack quack)
Please shut up!
Quack like a duck..
There goes anotha brotha quackin up.
Man, them people drivin' me crazy!
Huh? No, I'm not crazy, you're crazy.
No, I'm not crazy. YOU are crazy.
Crazy crazy crazy. Crazy crazy. Shut up! Nope.
No, I'm not crazy. Stop callin' me crazy! YOU are crazy.
(I can't believe they got me fallin' so low)
I can't believe they got me goin' so low
Make me think my mind is goin' loco
Look, SHUT UP! Stop call.. stop callin' me crazy!
You're the one crazy.
Look, you're crazy. Hmm, hmm hmm.
Glad I ain't crazy. Luh lah dee dah..
Somebody's crazy, and it ain't me.
Come on man, you people... Shut up.
Man, you people.. YOU PEOPLE ARE DRIVIN' ME CRAZY!!!
Through!
Through! Tow up!
Through!
Through! Tow up!
Through!
Through! Tow up
Alright parents go head tuck the kids in, PG time is over
This goes out to all the macks in the industry..
Huh, alright roll the tape...
(..yo, rest day ain't for hoes..)
It's a good thing that we're rappin
If it wasn't for the rappin we'd be mackin
It's a good thing that we're rappin
If it wasn't for the rappin we'd be mackin
It's a good thing that we're rappin
There was a time when they called me Smooth Eddie
Playing the hoes and shook the red card steady
It was Mike to those that knows
Matter of fact, Icy Mike cause he was cold on them hoes
We was east coast niggas headin west
I was rollin shotgun, coolin with my man fresh Wes
The royal blue Brogham was a drop top rag
You could tell we was pimps from the Las Vegas tags
Cause that's how we flipped it
Hit a lick, paid cash, said nothin, pimp shit
All of this was around spring eighty one
I was in the life and had a good three year run
Anyway, one friday on the side of the highway in L.A.
My man Wes says hey, "I got a bitch in San Diego"
"Cool", I said, "I'll see ya in a coupla days
I'm gonna stay and play some L.A. hoes"
He said, "alright player yo, I'll see you soon"
Yeah that's how real players kick it see there ain't no rules
We roll from city to city, like kids playing hookie
Later that night I knock a bitch named Cookie
She says, "I love you and I want to make you rich"
I says, "oh yeah", I swear I worked the shit out this bitch
She was fine too, niggas couldn't tell me nothin
Had brains too, did more stealin than fucking
A real thoroughbred, played con like a pro
Man I'm tryin to tell you I had a money makin ho
But the Sunset track got stale, Cookie went to jail
Had to sling a little yay to make bail
She said, "I'm hot baby, I can't work in this town
The vice pick me up just as soon as you put me down"
I said, "shut the hell up ho
who asked you to run your mouth?"
She was right though
it was time to take a trip down south
And to this very day, when I think of how
I was livin back then I got to say that
It's a good thing that I'm rappin
If it wasn't for the rappin I'd be mackin
Good thing we got music
If not I'd be stuck with findin a way to get ahead
And then we got to use it
It's a good thing that I'm rappin
If it wasn't for the rappin I'd be mackin
Good thing we got music
If not I'd be stuck with findin a way to get ahead
And then we got to use it
They call it ho po when your leakin
So you know that ho po is when yo po, cause you ain't got no ho
I was po but I wasn't po ho, cause I had one ho
But we was leakin cause the money was slow
Coppin blow means your goin up and down
I went from Cadillacs in Vegas to the back of GreyHound
In San Diego off Broadway, there used to be a spot
I think E Street and 5th where all the players flocked
One night I was cooling outside
Saw my man Wes said, "ah shit yeah, it's gonna be live"
I was working a doublebreast silk leaf suit
With my five hundred dollar brown knee-high Ballys
Wes said, "it's pimpish how you wear em outside ya pants
And by the way my ham sandwich in the alley"
Ham sandwich meant Brogham Cadillac
Quarter inch stripes, with the chrome wheel kit on the back
It was snotty nose, that means the extra chrome
Plate on the grill, for sunroof we say it had the brains blown
I said, "this bitch is inside, you ready to attack?"
Wes looked at me said, "Mack..Mack..Mack..Mack..Mack"
My mans pimp stroll was cold gansta limpin
We stepped inside, both of us screamed, "it's pimpin!"
I was drinking cognac, Wes was drinkin gin
Wasn't there twenty minutes fore my people walked in
I said, "what's up Cookie? how'd you do?"
She said, "cool, reach under the bar, so I can give you these few"
We always did it like that, in case the vice squad was peepin
This time they wasn't, but this nigga who was leakin
Walked up and said, "yall gon G it?"
Wes said, "nigga don't ya recognize the 'P' when you see it?"
He said, "oh, yo I didn't know, I thought she's doin business"
I said, "yeah, well it's true that she's a ho"
He said, "she with you, playa? cause I'd really like to buck her"
looked at her, said, "baby, I'm a raw mother fucker"
I said, "yeah, that might be true, but she don't need another nucka"
Ain't no choosin jumpin off slick, this one here's my snucka"
He said, "whatchu mean by snucka?"
"It ain't too hard to figga
You call your nigga nucka, snucka means she-nigga
And figure this too, the bitch is down for my dirty drawers
Find another ho to go for yours"
He said, "but, I like her"
I said, "you must be a rookie"
Now figure this three, he cut me off and stepped to Cookie
He said, "how do you feel about this, my dear?"
I said, "nigga you don't check my bitch like I ain't standin here!
Now I told you that the woman sells pussy for me
You and her ain't the two, and we ain't the three
And most of all nigga, I ain't the one
Now back the fuck up off me son"
He said, "to buck another man's game is a shame"
I said, "leakin ass nigga, game recognize game
Now I told you that's my people and I gave you a chance"
Reached down and started pullin up my tool from my pants
Shoulda capped his ass, but instead
I look up and Wes done wrapped a pool stick round this nigga's head
So I put my shit away, we beat him down cowboy style
Cookie runs up and says, "baby you okay?"
I says, "yo, all this excitement got you dizzy?
What cha standin round watchin? bitch get busy!
Go back outside and finish gettin my money!"
The bartender laughed, said, "you pimp niggas is funny"
And I'll tell you once again
It blows my mind, when I think how I was living back then
Cause yo
It's a good thing that I'm rappin
If it wasn't for the rappin I'd be mackin
Good thing we got music
If not I'd be stuck with findin a way to get ahead
And then we got to use it
It's a good thing that I'm rappin
If it wasn't for the rappin I'd be mackin
Good thing we got music
If not I'd be stuck with findin a way to get ahead
And then we got to use it
And you don't stop
Humpty Hump in the house
And yo I go, I go
Doddie-doe-doe, doe-she-doe
Why must I pimp the ho?
Nothing but the mack in me
(..nothin..nothin but the mack in me..)
You know what I'm sayin
Doddie-doe-doe, doe-she-doe
Why must I pimp the ho?
Nothing but the mack in me
(..nothin..nothin but the mack in me..)
Doddie-doe-doe, doe-she-doe
Why must I pimp the ho?
Nothing but the mack in me
(..nothin..nothin but the mack in me..)
Check it..
Ho (..do the ho catcher..)
Ho (..do the ho catcher..)
(..ho catcher, ho catcher, do the ho catcher..)
Doddie-doe-doe, doe-she-doe
Why must I pimp the ho?
Nothing but the mack in me
(..nothin..nothin but the mack in me..)
Kick it, doddie-doe-doe, doe-she-doe
Why must I pimp the ho?
Nothing but the mack in me
(..nothin..nothin but the mack in me..)
I said, doddie-doe-doe pimp the mother fuckin ho
(..pimp that ho..mack..)
Yeah bitch and big dicks don't scare ya
Cause you been a ho too long
Know what I'm sayin? yeah
Pimpinest, pimpinest, pimpinest
Pimpinest, pimpinest, pimpinest, pimpinest
Pimps up and hoes down
Squares don't fuck around town
Know what I'm sayin?
Oh yeah, it's time to rest
Dress and mess
Count my monies while I read the funnies
Give my propas while I watch the soap operas
Cause it's pimpin, understand me?
Bitch what cha doin on your ass?
Watchin the cars pass
Pat your feet on the concrete
And go get my money woman!
I said your life's a cartoon
[Shock G]
You woke up, threw on a striped yellow tie
Threw down a cup of coffee, kissed the wifey goodbye
Leave the office each day around eleven o'clock
Then you drive, stop, park, walk about three blocks
To a peep-show booth and meet a girl named Ruth
Wasn't sweating the shame, didn't use your real name
Booked a hotel room, suite paid until June
Get home and tell wifey that you're not in the mood
But then the game got stale and your face grew pale
When you came home early that day feeling ill
Stepped through the door, dropped your brief and your beeper
Your wife is getting down with all your housekeepers
You was mesmerised, how could you be surprised?
Only gave it to her Christmas and the fourth of July
Oh, you had it going on, with ease you really worked it
Let's review the scene just to see if it was worth it:
Okay, last fall's when you started it all
October to when you caught your wife bending over
Broke up your home now you're on your own
You lost your dignity; your self-respect is gone
I got to laugh though, cuz, cause you thought you was slick
At least she got it free, but you? Youse a big trick
You helped the pimps get paid, took a shot at catching AIDS
And got your wife turned out by the butler and the maid
[Chorus]
Your life's a cartoon
[Shock G]
Try to take a nod on the bus, put your ear in a blob
Left by a moisturiser overdoing slob
Nice and wet down your neck with the jheri curl drip
Couldn't see out the window cause the drip was so thick
Walking through the mall with the house shoe lag
Greasy doorag, sour jheri curl bag
Loud talking and walking jerking your neck
It's the first of the month, you got your welfare check
Storekeeper johns, they're rubbing their palms
Cause they know you never read the words in the Koran
Where it tells you don't be jealous ‘bout what you don't have
Support the brother who opens up a shop on the Ave.
You want slack cause you're black but if it ain't dirt cheap
You're quick to say [Humpty: I'm finna go cross the skreet]
And that's another thing, man, the way you're talking is played
You got to know the language if you wanna get paid
Oh, you got a few ends, you might be driving a Benz
But it's the credit man who wins out in the end
He's got your car loan, interest on your mother's home
He's got your daddy paying off shit he don't even own
That's what I'm talking ‘bout, man, what's the deal
But just listen, I ain't dissing, this shit is for real
Get yourself a nose job, yeah that's down
Trying to look like a white man, you brainwashed clown
You're up on European fashion and Japanese cars
But if Wong pulled his market off the block you'd starve
[Chorus]
[Shock G]
Ridin in a drop top 'Vette doing ninety
Front seat fresh ho, no five-oh behind me
I know it is a fat house party, so yo bust the def left
Rich baby's parents went away for the weekend
Oooh, there's plenty of freaks left
And there's gonna be freakin, the house party's peakin
So I'm sneakin upstairs with a fresh stunt
Grabbed the rump, pushed the stunt in the closet
Sparked the blunt, humped the rump
Puffed the blunt, bust a nut AAHHH! Oohwee
[Money B]
Boss says it's cool to come to work when you can make it
Halle Berry lyin in your bed butt-stankin naked
The deck is on me, here's some more condoms I think I wanna gee
She said, my friend it makes me wanna sing mememememe
Boss says it's cool to come to work when you can make it
Halle Berry sittin in your bed butt-stankin naked
[laughing] You know what I'm saying, ay, I just gotta scream
[Chorus]
Wheee! (x8)
[Money B]
Ha-ha-ha, I chuckle to myself
That's the way I feel, you wanna know the scoop?
When you're getting up, you're on your way to school
And then you find out, that it's a holiday
Tank is on full, the sun is in the sky
So you drop the top, it's time get out
Kind of how it is when you kick eight bars
And not rhyme once and still sound fly
[Shock G]
Wheee, peekin at the Smith girl, sneakin out the backdoor
Leapin in the neighbour's pool naked
Story uhm, ahh, errr, I scream, I
Join in skinny dip swimming, shakin when the wind blows
Swan dive, ha ha ha, errr, ummm, ah, fuck it!
[Chorus]
[Clee]
Whoopsy daisy, as she busts my eyes close
Excuse the pitch if I slip and my rhyme's slow
But I got a feelin ho is appealin
I'm sittin underground but my head is to the ceiling
Ooooh, I got a freak on the way
She wants to come I'mma make her stay
Wheee! Cause the girl love's to geeee
Especially when it comes to Cleeeee
And when I bust a nut I'll say whee, hee-hee
[Smoothe]
Um, yeah, Smooth's havin fun cause he's got his flow on
Call me a freak jack-in-the-box, yeah I'll go on
A tight skirt and a tail makin crazy mail
In living colour, gumbo from my mother
Roller coaster, toast, jam
Martin Lawrence skins when I slam
Spill a fat drink like a gobstopper
When you see me in a club you know I'll holla
[Saafir]
In comes three times when I nut
Put my dick in her butt, walked on her cunt
I sneeze, made her jump, let me tell it
Put my finger in her ass, let her smell it
Close the door, pretend I'm takin a shit
But I really got my toes pointed, hand on my dick
I'm sick, I got the flu
But I'll still kiss you till you smell like
Doodoo! My ass is soggy
My drawers are wet, they're kinda foggy
I can't see a thing, I feel like a big fat
Bing! Bong! Ding! Dong!
I got camel humps on my back
I got bald head butt corduroy calluses all on my hand
I smell like, uh, the Bee Gees band
Damn, that shit was wack!
[Shock G]
I'm snugglin in the arms of a fresh stunt
Bosoms in my grill, peepin Benny Hill with a fat blunt
John Madden Football, a fat hit off the beadie
Doggystyle behind the bed and still can see the TV
Silly cartoons is getting watched
Like Juju (“Si, Inspector”) I think I see the blootch
BOOM! My mistake, it was 'de boom'
Bust in on my man in the next room
Wheee! Fuck you, Johnny
The spoon-fed Apple Jacks in bed room
Fresh freak with the ice cubes and a lot of headroom
[??????]
A dope ho strip show with all the girls we know
I won't kiss the feet if the girlie's got cheese toes
Clee won't leave me alone, I'm five gees, gone
[Shock G]
I wanna go up downtown get around town
Out of town for about a month overnight
While the sun's shining bright in the middle
Of the warm cold freezing hot night, that's all
[Money B]
I wanna put it in out through over and under
Shake and bake, first take heed the boots and blunder
I'm ready to feel the ninth wonder, ready for it all
[Shock G]
When I'm way up high I walk the edge I'm on the verge
I get the urge I wanna jump can't do it suicide
But I wonder what it's like to fall, cause I want it all
[Humpty Hump]
Lemme get a fruit juice lemon drop soda pop
Popcorn candy bar chocolate ice cream and hennessy
I want it aalll, yeah, I want it aaallll!
Yo, I want Anita Laquita Shakiyla Lolita
Diana Hannah Rosanna, dookie-braid wearing Kelly
Shelly the redhead and big booty Emily, I want em all
[Clee]
Yo I wanna smoke about an ounce and bounce
To your local discount lah spot picking up large amounts
I wanna pound extra thick quinton asked no questions
Nuff lah for the session, I want it all
I WANT IT ALL! [x4]
[Shock G]
I wanna have a tight body meet a physically fit girl named Holly
Who likes to ride the bikes exercise and go running
But I also wanna lay around the rest and get blunted
[Humpty Hump]
I want a fat crib and a car and boat and a good business
And a dope biznitch to share the fantasy with me
And live virtually responsibility free, I want it all g
[Shock G]
I goes for mine all the time I'm first in line
You better get behind me, you're no friend of mine see
I want it all, I like to kick the knowledge and do good
But I still wanna be that pimp nigga in the hood
Yes, I want it all
I wanna lay back like a mack while you do me
I wanna get did but then again I wanna do you
I wanna please you, I wanna doo woo you
Do you want it all?
[Humpty Hump]
We gotta be safe but I wanna be nasty
We gotta bust quick but then again
I'm trying to make it last you see
Do you want it all
[Money B]
Check it out, I wanna stack and be the fat rat
Get a map flat on the hill drive a Lac
Still I wanna be back down in the hood
So I can chill with the brothers that's from there
You know we're in there I want it all
[Shock G]
I wanna clown with my homies
I wanna do three-sixtys in a ‘69 Camaro
I wanna drop my clutch tyres scream
Bust a cloud of smoke wreck the scene
And then jet like an arrow
But then again I gotta please the ladies
So I need a clean six-four and a drop-top Mercedes
I want it all
I wanna be as fly as the others, I wanna freak my brothers
With the underground street thing
But then again I wanna make my mother proud
With the Grammy nominee thing
I wanna pleeeaase all my sisters, let me give you the world!
But I can't get Japanese girls out of my system
And I wanna do a grey girl
I wanna live righteous so I might just
Follow Malcolm and kick it like Farrakhan
But then when the lights are gone
I'm out in the street acting crazy
It's great to be alive, I wonder what it's like to die
I wanna live drug free and I wanna be sober
But I wanna get HIGH until the world is over
[Humpty Hump]
I wanna be a real humanitarian
Eat fish and become a vegetarian
But after the party's over at 2am
Then I wanna get a fat burger
[Clee]
Can't be bought but I'm up for sale
I'm going to heaven I'm going to hell
I like the day I like the night
I like the dark I like to bite
[Money B]
I wanna jack a rasta for his car keys get some dee
A kilo and gets some hoes get my stack on attack
And smoke a full tank of [???], I also wanna stop crying
I want it all
[Humpty Hump]
I wanna stay inside I wanna get out and kick it
I like to mingle I wanna get married wanna stay single
(Money-B: Married?! Hell No)
I wanna be this I wanna be that
I don't know where I'm going
Don't know where I'm coming from
But I know where I'm going
Everything is everything nothing is nothing
[????]
I want fancy cars and diamond rings
I wanna do that ghetto thing
I want a wife and kids and nice big home
And next week I wanna be all alone
I want everything!
[We'd like to ask now that all passengers please hold
their breath, as we take you through an underwater hip hop extravaganza.
Now last night, underwater, I saw a French mermaid,
Treated her to caviar and wine over shrimp brain,
In the raw, on the ocean floor, need I say more?
You never heard nobody kick it like this before,
Pink champagne, octopus brains,
Saw your DJ underwater through the window pane.
That sucker tried to hit a mix, but the mix didn't happen,
Records kept floatin' all the fish kept laughin'
A blowfish blew my mind and started to rhyme,
As the octopus cut nine records at a time.
Your boy said, "Show me how to keep my records down,"
But the shark ate his amp, your boy got clowned.
The rhymes he say have no particular order
Un-derwater, Un-der-derwater,
Go 'head bite his rhymes if you think that you oughtta
Hold your breath, MC's, my rhyme's underwater.
I tried to mix a cut from a TV blooper,
Got pulled by a deep sea state trooper,
Told me that I didn't have the right to bite,
I said, "Your wife looks just like a fat blue grouper."
Sittin' in my aqua-blue jail cell, didn't have my bail,
I had to break out with the rhyme,
Shrimp scatter on a platter, I rock like a mobster,
Told an MC, "Yo, you look like a lobster"
Qualified to wreck your mind, I get busy one time,
Like fish on a dish, you get served with the rhyme.
...if you need a fo' instance,
Watch the people stop, they don't want to miss this.
I'm tweakin' your speakers, and I'm makin' no sense,
'Cause on your turns, this record burns like incense.
The rhymes he say have no particular order
Un-derwater, Un-der-derwater
Go 'head bite his rhymes if you think that you oughtta
Hold your breath, MC's, my rhyme's underwater.
Uh, 1, 2, 1, 2, Yo, this is MC Blowfish,
And we're gonna do a little something like this:
Well I'm a deep sea gangster, underwater prankster,
Kissin' all the girl fish, dissin' all the ...
Because I blew your mind and started to rhyme,
Doesn't mean that I'm cool, 'cause you'll be back next time,
With a hook and a line, so you can hear that fryin' sound,
I'm tellin' you I'm down,
I'll spin your boat around, leave suckers lost in the bay.
You wanna play? I'll hook your line to a stingray.
Get out of here with that boat and a stick,
Get out of line, I'll call my homey Moby Dick.
I'm not thinkin' 'bout dyin', fool, stop tryin' to test me,
People fishin' don't catch me.
And when you get home, sad 'cause you missed,
Just remember MC Blowfish
Keep on, you don't stop.
Yo Shock man people be comin up to me sayin
"Yo man, what's up with the Underground, man?
You guys old school, new school, R&B; or hip-hop?"
What should I tell em?
Now this is not your average everyday rap song
We won't be rockin bells that go a ding and a dong
The bass drummer hipper won't be lingering on
Check out the way we kick it on the microphone
The funky beat is playin and we're swingin along
The Underground is rockin with the hip-hop song
The drums are ringin with the serious tone
Ah clock this y'all, we're on the microphone
Ah MC's, you like the way we swing
Well listen close and make sure you don't miss a thing
Don't you know that we're the microphone masters
Known to MC's as the raw dog bastards
We bust rhymes, and write everyday
So listen close, to the things that we say
Triple-slippin MC's will get verbally raped
We'll send you home with that look on your face
And just rock this, you can't stop this
Ah just rock this, try and clock this (try and clock this)
The funky beat is playing and we're swingin along
The Underground is rockin with the hip-hop song
The funky drums is ringin with the serious tone
Ah clock this y'all, we're on the microphone
Ah MC's, ya like the way we swing (ya like the way we swing)
Cause America, likes the way we swing
MC's, you like the way we swing
I hope you do, cause if you don't it don't mean a thing
See we don't play for other hip-hop crews, it's not about you
We do the things that we wanna do
We're MC's to please the loyal followers
But you you're just a sucker hip-hop borrower
Your real name is probably Bradworth or Bennett
Your verbal baggage ain't got nuthin in it
You think that you're rockin but you're not hip-hoppin
So you best stop jockin at the masters
MC's, you like the way we swing (you like the way we swing)
Yeah, cause America, likes the way we swing
MC's, you like the way we swing (you like the way we swing)
The Queen told you that you're nothing but an underling
We're talkin trash, we kick it kind of cocky
You can't deny it though the drums are good and sloppy
The funky beat is playin and we're swingin along
The Underground is rockin with the hip-hop song
The funky drums are ringin with the serious tone
Ah clock this y'all, we're on the microphone
Ah MC's, like the way we swing (they like the way we swing)
Cause America, likes the way we swing
[whispered] You're triple-slippin you're triple-slippin
You're triple-slippin (yo man) you rhyme like a school teacher
About convincing as a preacher, who smokes reefer
Why don't you give it up just put the mic down
Get out of town with that noise, this is the underground
Not your average everyday rap crew
You can tell by the things we say the things that we do
The funky beat is playin and we're swing along
Ah clock this y'all, we're on the microphone
Ah MC's, you like the way we swing (ya like the way we swing)
Cause America, ahh, likes the way we swing
And ya don't stop
MC's...they don't know
MC's...they don't know
MC's...they don't know
MC's...what I know
DJ's...they don't know
DJ's...they don't know
DJ's...they don't know
DJ's...what I know
See we have no time for suckers
Who bite with their lowers and their uppers
We came here to play and what we really wanna say
is MC's, why don't you take the chill pill
You really need to listen to the way we spill
ah these rhymes, we don't have time to drop a dime
Everytime a sucker thief gets away with a line
Their mouths keep suckin cause they ain't got nothin
But they best stop FUCKIN with the masters
MC's, you like the way we swing (you like the way we swing)
Yeah, cause America, likes the way we swing
MC's, you like the way we swing
Cause Africa, likes the way we swing
MC's, you like the way we swing
Cause down in Australia, they love the way we swing
MC's, you like the way we swing
Yo, cause Zimbabwe, likes the way we swing (and ya don't stop)
Ahh, MC's, you like the way we swing
Cause over in the Phillipines, they love the way we swing
Yeah, MC's, you like the way we swing
Don't you know the UK y'all, likes the way we swing
Ahh, MC's, hah you like the way we swing
Even in Cleveland, they like the way we swing
MC's, you like the way we swing
Japan, likes the way we swing
(Kick it Shock) and ya don't stop
Ah keep on gonna rock til we hit the top
Ah one time, in your mind y'all
(Okay, buddy, start playing!)
One, two
Buckle my shoe
Scooby-Doo
Humpty what you gonna do?
Lick lick, let me lick
Smell, let me smell the flavor
And taste the behavior
The way you
Been kicking it while the Humpster was lamping
Fishing and camping
Out renting boats in the Hamptons
Eating good, working out, and giving charity
Working on my vocal cord clarity
Hell, no, I can't front, I been at the crib G-ing
Slapping poontang trying to be the mack pappy
40-dog and pina colada peeing
Making my rounds to keep the Humpty girls happy
If you missed me I was laying in the cut
Wrecking big butts
And scratching my knees
Cuz my homegirl's cat got fleas
That's how it goes
The beat flow-flows
Yo peep the new color of my nose
Representing how we been living
That's how it is
I'm not the biz
But if I was to pick a booger
It'd be a big fat gooey gold plated loogie
But I was born a yankee so I use my hanky
The way I wear my clothes freaks the hos cuz I'm lanky
Speaking of hankies, I like hanky-panky
Especially when the hanky-panky's stanky
Of course ain't gonna be too much stanking
Cuz then my duty would be to give the booty a spanking
I like biscuits and grits on the sausage
And so you know it's me, I wrote some nonsense
Hova glova nivlan blizman glaze niull
The return of the crazy one (you think I ain't?)
Psycho alpha, that means the crazy one
Gold nose lazy one
Skill to kill
I never worked I never will
I'm the original high yellow rich rigger bum
Hookers getting mad cuz they can't make me come
Around their way
Addicted to the way that I play
I like to chew bubblegum
Make them laugh when I'm loving them
I blew a bubble and some Bubble-Yum
Got caught up in the booty
I thought it was the end of her
Gabriella needed an enema
So I put away the broom
And we broke out the vacuum
Sort of like spring cleaning
Humpty Hump's leaning
Into the groove from the fat beat
The pimp slap beat
The yo my head is nodding cuz I'm hooked like crack beat
Hiva-humping
Rip-riva-rumping
Biva-biva-butt-pumping
Rump-riva-rump-pumping
And it just ain't releasing me
The beat's obesity
So fat that it makes me shout
Ah ha this beat's got gout
Not from the worms, from the pork
That you eat with a fork
But it weighs about a ton when it plays
Back to the honeys
The play-booty-bunnies
You know what's real funny to me
When they get up for the downstroke
The look on their face when they almost choke
On the lean butter bean brown hamhock
I got the joke in the chamber and the gun's cocked
It's time to pull out my funny bone and get ready for the fun
The return of the crazy one
Five, six
Humpty's sick
Seven, eight
Just too late
To get the man the help that he needs
[Shock G]
Yes, people it's time to take the train
To another place of positive elevated experience
And existence, for this is a journey
To a place where only the dolio-flow can take you
[Chorus]
Now I hope it don't be too long
Waiting on a train come to take me home
So I'll sing another funky song
Just until another one comes along
But I hope it don't be too long
Cause I know I'm gon' do something wrong
If tunnel don't glow and the shuttle don't show
Dolio-flow, come take me home
[PeeWee]
Around, around, around, around the sons of the flow we goin
Around the underground to spread the sound about the d-flo
Let me give your ears a baptismal
Dip into the pool and let me chisel
Chunks of ignorance out your brain system
As I implant wisdom in the name of d-flo
Here we go with this, let me flow with this
Holy glory, how the dolio flow in this
Wanna serve em' natural learning
Shooting it like sperm to the egg in your head
D-flo is my bread and the body in my cup
Just like it says in the scrolls and
Just as sure as Moses used to write on a rock
I'm glowing cause I'm knowing that the d-flo'll stop
Swing low and take me home riding on a breeze of air
There ain't no fare, the only fee is just believe and it'll drop
Pee is a believer so I'm waiting in the zone
For d-flo, d-flo to take me home
[Chorus]
[2pac]
Now I don't want to be a dope man, listen
I didn't have a dime, a nickel, penny, a pot to piss in
See all my clothes had holes and they fit tight
Pray to God cause it's hard trying to live right
Waiting on the train can't hang with the street gangs
Making me insane, putting rain on my whole brain
But the train means change to better thangs
Can't live with the negative and ghetto pains
Can't be late, can't wait to get to where we're going
Almost ten to four and I'm sure that the train is showing
But I ain't sure where it goes, I don't really know it
But I got faith, that's all it takes to get to where we're going
[Chrous]
[Shock G]
Now I'm dreaming about a trip to paradise though
I don't know where it is I really want to go tonight, so
I can move on and find a place that's right fo'
Me to be me and my eyes to see the light though
We've been waiting for something real
And we just can't wait no longer
We need something that we can feel
We need something that's much much stronger
But how long do we gotta keep waiting
How many years of anticipation
I can't stand the rain, the racism, all the pain and the aching
So I'm dreaming of escaping..
Yo, my man, you know how to get to the shuttle?
I'm trying to find the Underground
Yeah man, it's right over there
Right over where?
Is you deaf or something? Can't you hear it?!
Look, you ain't telling me nothing!
Just go ahead and get on the train
[Chorus x3]
Funk is my mother, George is my father
Obsessed with creating another author
Now I remember back when everything was On the One
(Nah, they couldn't get none)
Let me take you back a little further than that
The Mothership Connection and the rest of the pack
But think back, when Bootsy's Rubber Band hit the stage
With the star-shaped bass, he'd send the crowd into a rage
Stop, look up, and what do you see?
The Mothership landing in DC
So, yo, thank God for Parliament
Everybody funky knows that they was heaven sent
There's Michael Hampton at one end of the stage
Banging out Maggot Brain with Eddie Hazel
Yo, I remember that and you do too
He would always call the Mothership down for you
Ga-ga goo-ga, ga-ga goo-ga, ga-ga goo-ga
Yeah, you can do it, Humpty, don't be shy
But Shock G, come and reminisce with Shorty B
You know that I was born one of the Funkentelechy
Humpty-Hump and the Horny Horns why don't you blow for me
[Chorus x4]
Tales of the F-U-N-K-Y, tales of the funky
She said, I know the drummer can you let me in?
Tell the guitar player that I brought my friends
She was fine, sweet with a touch of class
No Head, No Backstage Pass
Funk used to be a bad word to you
I couldn't stop myself writing a funky rap or two
So Free Your dull-ass Mind your funky Ass Will Follow
Your funk is watered down, in other words it's kinda shallow
Get Up to Get Down, I said I'd Rather Be With You
George and Bootsy, what a hell of a crew
But since you've been lost, yo, I've been so lost too
So Flash your Lights in the air
And don't forget that the funk Mob is everywhere
Don't be Standing On the Verge of Gettin It On
And George'll be the first to tell you when the funk's gone
There's funk in everything you do so don't be stupid
You might imagine me funky though like Cupid
What is this? This is a tribute to the Mob
D'void of funk so my set don't Slop
I'm kind of Cosmic like Vernon
I rap around the mic like Fuzzy
And like Starchild and Grady
I grab the funk by the neck and let it take me
To the Aquaboogie, with a giggle and squirm
And if you ain't funky you will learn
I confess you've got to clean your chest
And don't forget that Everything is On the One
[Chorus]
So would you, could you funk, do you wanna
And if I ask to funk are you gonna
Get stopped, cream always rises to the top
See pop ain't where I'm coming from
So haul to the left and don't forget to bring your Bop Gun
Do that stuff like you knew (Shorty B)
And if you're down with the funk, that's me and you
And now that I just took you back to the future
It's time to wake you up so I begin to suture
Stitch you up, and then I mend your wounds
But Red Hot Lover's got the Loose Booty
My lyrics amaze the vital juices, wanna do me
Like Too Short, too many funky words sooth me
(Yo, I'm tripping) Trojan on my tip and won't trip
About the articulation from my lips
So here we go, I'm about to show
All the homies in the hood that I can flow
With the Underground, with the P-funk in the sound
And if it ain't gots the P it ain't down
I'm like Al Capone on the microphone
I'm blasting lyrics through your dome, all through your home
But like Ice Cube said, once again it's on
I won't bite though just to write a funky rhyme
I go platinum, for the very first time I wrote my rhyme
With the Parker, not Paisley
And if Prince is on my tip it don't phase me
I'm from the old school of funk
Yo, I got Knee-Deep bumping in my trunk
This is not a trivia or a quiz
I just put the funk back in showbiz, y'all
[Chorus]
Ain't nothing but a party, y'all, haha
Haha, once again, 1991, Shorty B
Hitting you off with mfstbc (??)
Still kicking it for the Acorn posse
Yeah, Jerry Hodge is in the booth kicking it
Yeah, wanna send a shout out to Shock G
Cause without him there would be no me
Right now, I'm about to shake and bake (kick it)
Shake and bake
Once again we're taking over
The d-flow pimp rovers
The one who bent your summer lover over
The cool that's never sober
But never hung over
With me the Rapanova
The big noser
Poking around under your girlfriend's clothes
That's where the Humpty nose goes when the doors close
I never love her slow though
I flow like I'm on No-Doz
You don't belive me but your ho knows
A fly knocker when she sees one
I'm the one humping
Pumping out the premium
Super octane fat crack big kilos
Listen how the d flows
Rarrr rarrr like a dungeon dragon nigger aaaaaghhh
Like my Suziro[?]
Nah I'm just bugging y'all Buster is my hero
I clowned anyway, It's me though, yo
We got flavor and we like to flex it (ungh)
I'll be right back in a minute on some old sex sh--
On the next verse, yo but first we must take
A second to reckon and shake and bake, come on
Shake and bake, etc
Don't try to get away cuz baby this is it (it)
My freaky deaky membership is legit
I got a sex club gold card veteran certificate (what?)
You try to run I'll put my nose on your clit
Cuz I'm a master of the French kiss (kiss)
Nasty hos know this (what?)
I'm a nut bust specialist (ungh)
A thriller of the lady killer whether chocolate or vanilla (bitch)
The butt filler
The nut spiller
I got a PhD in nasty
And baby when you walk past me
I'm gonna smell the flavor of that ass cheek [sniff]
Smells like a freak to me
Cuz I'm a hardcore triple X rater
Ho fader
Sick new position creator
The mayor
The double up bubble butt slayer (ah ha)
Rock fat brown pipe layer
The joker
The butt poker
The ass cheek checker
The throat choking tight cooch stretcher
The bust a nut double decker booty gettin heiffer
The kinky ho closet freak sphincter muscle wrecker
You say you want to blow me
Yo baby you really don't know me
Cuz like a DJ's hand on the crossfader
The Humpty nose up in your booty shake-and-bakes like a vibrator
Shake and bake, etc
Your beats are tired, your rhyming is fake
You keep on looping up them same old done breaks
Your buck teeth hang out of your mouth like a rake
Been all around the world
Been all around the world
All around the world, same song
All, all around the world, same song
All around the world, same song
All, all around the world, same song
I came for the party to get naughty, get my rocks on
Eat popcorn, watch you move your body to the pop song
That I'm singin', ding a lingin', funky beats ringin'
Everybody's swingin' in the place
As I kick the J an' easy is my style
R&B; mixin' it with the hip hop swing beat
Champagne in my hand, it won't be long 'til I'm gone
It's just the same old song
It's just a freestyle, meanwhile, we keep the beat kickin'
Sweat drippin', girlies in the limo, eatin' chicken
Oops, don't get the grease on your pantyhose
I love ya Rover, move over, I gotta blow my nose
Sneezin' but still I'm pleasin' to all the slimmies
Pull out my jimmie, time to get busy wit a jenny
If it's good an' plenty, don't you know?
There I go, there I go, there I go
But I don't go nowhere without my Jim hat
If I'm rappin' 'cause she's clappin'
Then I'm strappin' 'cause I'm smarter than that
Then girlie, maybe we can get along
Cutie after cutie, it's just the same old song
All around the world, same song
All, all around the world, same song
All around the world, same song
All, all around the world, same song
Money B, the freaky deaky, the squeaky meaky, up an' down
Well, as a matter of fact, I'll be right back, I gotta take a leaky
So I'm drainin', entertainin' but I got fame
An' the bases I touch, too much for me tryin' to be namin'
Aiyo, you saw me on cable an' grin
I busted in an' I was goin' to win
A Clark Gable back in Pakland, it's the same old song
Sport these shorties, same freckles an' hat
Drinkin' the same 40's
Hypothetical, political, lyrical, miracle whip
Just like butter, my rhymes are legit
'Cause I'm the Humpty, not Humpty Dumpty but Humpty Hump
Here a hump, there a hump, everywhere a hump
Shut up an' just listen, not dissin', don't get me wrong
But to me, it's just the same old song
So just watch, my name is Shock an' I like to rock
An' you can't stop this, 2Pac, go ahead an' rock this
Now I clown around when I hang around with the Underground
Girls use to frown, say I'm down when I come around
Gas me an' when they pass me, they use to diss me
Harrass me but now they ask me if they can kiss me
Get some fame, people change, wanna live they life high
Same song, can't go wrong, if I play the nice guy
Claimin' that they must have changed now that we came strong
I remain still the same, why Tu'? 'Cause it's the same song
All around the world, same song
All, all around the world, same song
All around the world, same song
All, all around the world, same song
All around the world, same song
All, all around the world, same song
All around the world, same song
All, all around the world, same song
Same song, same song, same song, same song
[Chorus]
S-H-I-N-I-N on the funk
And listen to the emcees rhymin on the funk
We solemnly swear to never bust a style that's bunk
So listen to the way that we're rhyming on the funk
[Shock G]
Now we would like to ask you
Have you ever heard this style befo'
You gotta say no
Cause there ain't no denying
And if you say yes you're lying
People are always wondering
What's up with the Underground
Are they down?
Or is just another new sound
We're saying things
And when we use a beat we use it right
Cause we're not just playing things
Spitting rhymes
Like a Tommy gun spraying things
So when you see us onstage
Don't just stare us down
Or compare our sound
To any other crew ya like
Yo, judge how ya like
[Chorus]
[Money-B]
Riding this like a roller coaster
Hugging the curves and dipping
Like I'm supposed to do
For the Underground troupe
Cause I know I'm the poop
Steaming hot
Stinking up the dance floor
Gonna do it freelance
For the funk, my friends
And all the others in the industry
They want to get with me
(Shock: Why is that, Mon?)
Maybe it's my smooth flow
They know this guy is dope
So they get hip to the style I'm using
It's called Raw Fusion
Ain't no time for ego-tripping
Let it be known
There'll be no slipping on mine
Cause all I want
Is a chunk of this Underground funk
[Chorus]
[Shock G]
Yo, Money-B
[Money-B]
What's up cold Shock G?
[Shock G]
Check it out, would you tell the people what we mean
[Money-B]
What do you mean what we mean?
[Shock G]
You know what I mean
Tell 'em what we mean
When we're R-H-Y-M-I-N on the funk
Let 'em know that we got spunk
[Money-B]
We got it
[Shock G]
And when I count to three
Go on and hit some of that humpty-hump
One, two, three
[Money-B]
Well, I'm humpty-humping
You know that I'm saying something
The funk's in your face
Gonna keep the place jumping
As the beat keeps pumping
I'm tick-tocking 'em
Dope rhymes, I'm dropping 'em
On the twenty-four track
And there ain't no stopping 'em
It's too late to put the tape on pause
Because we're
[funk sample interlude]
[Money-B]
Tell me if you think the beat is nasty
Well get ready, we're going to get sweaty
Just in case I hope you brought a towel in
I'm on the prowl when I hear the bass growling
[Shock G]
Growling like a big bass monster
On a rampage, it's like we were onstage
Shock G speaking from the Underground
[Money-B]
Do they understand?
[Shock G]
I really don't give a damn
Cause we're
A little high belongs to you . . .
- Yeah, getting high off the soup, (drink it up)
A little high belongs to me . . .
- Top Ramen's how we're common with the loops, (sip it down)
A little high belongs to you . . .
- A dab of this, dab of that, not too heavy on the garlic, (take it easy)
A little high belongs to me . . .
- With just a touch of oregano . . .
Now everybody's funking but they don't know how
They wasn't down back when the bull funked the cow
But the chest of the cow was vestless
So the stank from the D-thang bang left the breathless
Oregano flow
Don't waste your time sticking out your chest, for no
Reason: its the season for the lovely flow:
The 'D', we're sick enough of stress, let it go
Now follow as I slip into the butter melody
This is the part I take your heart and leave your vision blurry
So try to focus on my dope
And I suggest you invest in a telescope;
As I'm kicking hella rhythm, move closer to your television
Catch a look just like a hooker catch j-izm
Even with bifocals for your ears, you still couldn't see me though
As I flavour up this vide' like oregano:
Slinging them nouns and verbs
You couldn't see me with binoculars
I guess I'm kind of different cause I do love them hoes
Only not the same way that I love my niggaroes
Cause I love it when they say something fly
The ill caps make me laugh till I cry
Some fries and some freaks and it's on, all night long
I love to see my homies living strong
But that cook with the cloudy cookbook
rained salt on another brother's sunny day
I wonder are we really happy here with this lonely G game we play
A little high belongs to you . . .
- Yeah, getting high off the soup, (drink it up)
A little high belongs to me . . .
- Top Ramen's how we're common with the loops, (sip it down)
A little high belongs to you . . .
- A dab of this, dab of that, not too heavy on the garlic, (take it easy)
A little high belongs to me . . .
- With just a touch of oregano . . .
Now everybody's looking but they cannot see
The 'D' because we're future and we're too slippery
You know we're coming with oregano flow
Don't waste your time sticking out your chest, for no
Reason it's the season for the lovely flow:
The 'D', we're sipping off the stress, let it go, let it go
Top rhyming's how we're coming with the loops . . .
Oregano, baby, oregano
A little high belongs to you . . .
- Yeah, my soup'll get you high, (drink it up)
A little high belongs to me . . .
- Top Ramen's how we're common, bye-bye
A little high belongs to you . . .
Recognise this colour
[Shock G]
Yeah, all-Atlantic, all-Pacific, all-City
Yes, the Shuttle continues to reach out and explore
To boldly go where No Face has gone before
Soon it will be obvious that when we taste the colour
We shall finally see the picture
Can you feel this colour?
I'm feeling you, my brother, can't you colour me funky!
Can you see this flavour?
And if you miss me don't dis me, just colour me funky!
Do you taste this picture?
I'm feeling you, my brother, can't you colour me funky!
D-Flo is still witcha
So if you miss me don't dis me, just picture me funky!
No, nothing has changed
Even the day remains the same
I'm still down to clown around
Still coming from the Underground
Still kick it real smooth
Is the way that you perceive me
Has it been coloured
By the way you've been treated
In a situation that comes to mind
I hope it ain't, and make sure that the paint
That you use to paint me with has got funk in it
See nothing has changed except for you and I
Don't let the lights from the TV change the way you see me
Takes a lot of time to go from town to town
And very seldom can a brother settle down, G
We need to funk! Don't be alarmed, ain't nothing changed
We been around the world but, yo, we still can drop the bomb
[Chorus]
Nothing has changed except for you and I
Nothing has changed except for you, oh no, no
Nothing has changed except for you and I
Nothing has changed…
Can you feel this colour?
Yeah, I'm feeling you my brother, won't you colour me funky!
Can you see this flavour?
And if you miss me don't dis me, just picture me funky!
Do you taste this picture?
I said I'm feeling you my brother, won't you colour me funky!
D-Flo is still witcha
So if you miss me don't dis me, just picture me funky
Nothing has changed except for you and I
Please don't let the lights that blind
Change the way that you see me
It takes a lot of time to go from town to town
Spreading the funk around
[Chorus]
[Shock G]
No Face will be coming through for you
No Face will be coming through for you
The D-Flo Shuttle will be coming through for you
[Dr Cook]
Ruth, send in the next patient
[Chorus x4]
Dodio-doe, there'll be no nose job
Said dodio-doe, no nose job (smarter than that)
[Baby D/Humpty-Hump]
People say, yo Humpty now that your records is sellin
Ain't it about time for you to be bailin out
Of the race and community you come from
Yo, your face has gotta change, Hump!
Ice Cube says you're making more than Donald Trump
So yo, go on and get your nose fixed, Hump
Dr: Sit down
HH: Wait a minute, uh-uh
Dr: Get in the chair
[Humpty-Hump]
Listen, now the black girl wants to get her lip tucked
She says Doc, I want my slim hips so I'm a slim figure
The white girl says my hips are not big enough
And yo, Doc, inject the collagen and make my lips bigger
All of these so-called celebrities
Sellin millions of records and claimin no responsibilities
A young girl sees you on a TV show
She's only six, says "Mama, I don't like my nose!"
Why'd you have to go and mess up the child's head
So you can get another gold waterbed?!
You fakehaircontactwearinliposuction carnival exhibit
Listen to my rhyme, you need to hear it
[Chorus]
[Humpty-Hump]
Uh, and you don't stop, check it
I smell the message from the TV
Does my Humpty nose deceive me?
Smells like the blacker the wacker
Polly wants to be a cracker, if you let her
But see for me, the bigger the nose the better
They say the lighter the righter
Oh yeah?! Well, that's tough
Sometimes I feel I'm not black enough
I'm high yellow, my nose is brown to perfection
And if I was to change it'd be further in that direction
So catch me on the beach, I'll be gettin a tan
Make sure there's no mistake that
Humpty-Hump is from the motherland
Layin in the sun, string bikini
Between the buns of two cuties
Still mackin, there'll be no nose job
[Chorus]
[Baby D]
Come on, Humpty, let's get out of here
Dr: Hi, Humpty. My name is Dr Cook, I'll be handlin your surgery today
HH: Uh, surgery?! Ain't no surgery, said I don't want none
Dr: Yeah, but you're gonna be a big star
HH: Star? Look I'm already a star
Dr: A huge star, kid
HH: Y'all don't understand, man
Dr: Big, really big!
HH: So what, I don't wanna
Dr: Yeah, get his legs
HH: Put me down, put me down!
Dr: Come on, Humpty, don't worry about a thing, don't worry about it
HH: No, no!
Dr: Calm down, you're going to be fine..
HH: Hey!
Dr: Come on, sedative (sedative)..scalpel (scalpel)
HH: Sedative! Scalpel!
Dr: Knife (knife), Gauze pad (gauze), and gimme a little tape (tape)
Dr: Okay, he'll be alright..don't worry about it
HH: [gibberish]
[Digital Underground x2]
If you can't take me home with you
Then a lap dance will have to do
If you can't take me home with you..
[Shock G]
Anybody got change for twenty?
Mmm, shake it up, shake it up
Yeah, I know it's rough out here, love
But we got your back
[Chorus x2]
Give it up cause she's a man's girl
She's bubbling in a man's world
Give it up cause she's a man's girl
She's struggling in a man's world
[Shock G]
Now tell me, can you tell the difference
Between a fast-tracking, skank-gaming tramp
And a man's girl
Kind of seems the same with just one glance
See, both of them cause erections from afar
But upon closer inspection it becomes clear
Money B gonna get you in there
[Money B]
See, a clever girl knows
Not just hoes work them skirts that's mini
Prostitutes that dress this way
Try to imitate most of the uptown bitties
Now we don't really want to speak upon
Those girls who act real slutty
But we will talk about those man's girls
Those are the one we're studying
[Shock G]
She's real secure, pretty toes pedicured
Baby got her own money
She thinks brothers who floss are funny
Ain't afraid to lick that honey off my body
Feminist party issues she don't care about
Understands men well and knows the power of long hair
[Money B]
I doubt
If she'll fall for the type whose pants are tight on
His pookie
Likes her sex fresh and fruity with the light on
That booty
[Chorus]
[Clee]
Oohwee, she popping! Gotta be, got me jocking
Even Nike and Reebok, the girl I'm talking about be rocking
Them pumps with the toes out
Super saucy when we go out
Or with her patnas, she can blow clout
Cause she's the shit, no doubt
She's so about her scrill, that gives it all the more thrill
Can't lie, a little high
Couldn't get a better ride out of an automobile
Never make it hard to go chill
Let me do my thing, let a brother breathe
But she make it so convenient when she around
I don't ever want to leave
[Shock G]
She's never stressing who
What I'm gon' do, how I've been riding with my crew
She says play on, ain't nothing wrong
As long as eventually I come home
(Money B: Ooh, she cool) When a brother finally do
The joke's on me cause she's gone
Taking care of she instead of worrying about me
(Money B: For shee?) For sheezy, she pleases me
Knowing that I got her back with what's important
Knowing that I'm down and when I clown with my homies
It's a necessity she gets to me, yes, I confess it
Secure with her intellect
Never afraid of flexing them hoe-ish dresses
[Money B]
Sex appeal drapes her whole vicinity
I'm worked on, those girls that wanna get they lurk on
They get into me
[Shock-G (Money B)]
Fingernails long (tummy showing)
Where you going, love
(Can I be down?) Can I be around?
[Shock-G & Money B]
When you gonna freak with the Freaks of the Industry?
[Shock G]
Come on, now
Get up on the table, baby, get on the table
Yeah, that's what I'm talking about
Can I hit that puna? Punana, punana
[Chorus x2]
[Shock G]
And I appreciate it too, love
I love them shoes, love that dress
I love the whole program
I know you can't keep it up everyday
But when you do I'm loving it, just like that
Now take 'em off
You deserve a foot massage
And I'm about to give it you..
Can I get that puna? Punana, punana
Somebody give me change for a twenty
And get up on the table
Oh no, I ain't giving you more than a dollar
[Digital Underground x8]
No, don't stop that sexy groove
[All]
You know how to dodio, put me in your video
Can't be your hoe-deo, put me in your video (x2)
You got a natural thing for that swing
If everything is lovey-dovey when we gonna get together? (x4)
[Shock G]
You could see the fear in her eyes on the night she arrived
Ugly was the atmosphere, terror was the vibe
I was a fool cause I really thought I owned her
Every night I boned her, I even loaned her
Out like a hat, to the others
She got spanked if she acted up as if I was her mother
[???]
And when she tried to run away I set the dogs on her
Kept her locked down from the fall to the summer
[Shock G]
Eventually I had to let her go cause people said
I'm evil and they started coming down on me
But she never made it out the doe, she said
'Hoeing's all I know and I'm cut off from my family
There's nowhere I can go and you owe me
But I'll forgive you if you start fresh and you show me
That you're worthy of my love and if you can't love a whore
Then teach me how to be the type of woman you adore'
[????]
I wasn't really down but I said 'Deal'
Just to shut her up and to hide what I feel
But the eyes never lie, she read right through me
And what she said next got to me:
[Chorus x2]
Are you ever gonna know me, love me
Feel me, ever gonna give it a try?
Maybe I'm not what you're used to
But it's cool cause I'm pretty inside
[All]
So we're both still living in the same crib
But I hardly ever see her cause I'm never there
I can't face all the bad things I did
So I hide and I lie and deny that I care
Reckless, ruthless, evil like a devil
And now she wanna take me to that real level
I gave her nothing but stress and strain
[Shock G]
She believes in me and says that people can change
You know I do not understand how she still stands by me
On the down low I think she's fly, see
But I front on account of the way that I acted
[???]
I'm paranoid that she might get me back and
I couldn't be the fat, greedy rat that I've been
I had the power living in sin
But I still can't get her words out of my head
She messed me up with the way she said:
[Chorus x2]
[All]
Are you ever going to understand
I do not have a history of showing people love
Just because I put you on the TV
Doesn't mean I'm looking out for you or ya moms
I dogged you! I dogged you, you don't care!
A slave to the rhythm, a fiend for abuse
You got your act together, things are looking better
BUT YOU'LL ALWAYS BE A ROACH TO THEM!
[Shock G]
She said 'I'd like to thank ya cause you put me in your video
Take me all alone somewhere so no one else can see me hoe
Then you'll know that I'm wide o', your flow's got the power over me
Are you ever gonna know me, love me
Feel me, ever gonna give it a try?
The key is the 'I', is the 'she', is the 'we'
And the I is he
You got a natural thing for that swing
If everything is lovey-dovey when we gonna get together? (x4)
[Shock G]
What a wonderful [x3]
What a wonder ho [x2]
Why she wanna ho?
What a wonderful, what a wonder ho
Why she wanna ho? (I'll tell you why)
What a wonderful way to go out, ho
[Shock G]
I know a girl named Holly, I'm tellin she's sinkin
Thinkin about sellin that body
Contemplatin rollin up the stroll like a trolley
Wants fast money like Three-Card Molly
Oh look now, here comes Holly
Look at that smile, look at that body
Look at those eyes, Holly's real fly
Holly's real smart, Holly's real pretty
Holly got flavour but she's got no pride
Holly wants to hide in the corner of the city
Holly ain't sick, Holly ain't crazy
Ain't got it bad, the ho's just lazy
Now she's lookin into hookin
Quick money on her back so the ho can live fat
Holly thinks that's where it's at
But curiosity is gonna kill that cat
Born with a gift, think she'll ever use it?
Hell no, cause Holly wants to ho
[Chorus]
If that ho don't stop, it that ho don't stop
[Saafir]
Holly likes to ho and use dildoes as long as my bills grow
I'm not trippin, she be dippin in wallets, all it's
Gonna get is me rich, I tried to dis the bitch
But she slits her wrists every time, she said:
'I wanna grind and make scratch with my snatch'
Cool, latch onto my belt buckle
One time she came short all she felt were the knuckles
Beating her down I saw her on Geraldo
After the show MAD calls for the ho
You can save all the chit-chatter and all the bitchin
By this time next year you'll be fuckin politicians
Every one in a while I catch her home she be callin
Bawlin, but I'm only sensitive when I bust a nut
After I bless you with the dick you've got to cut
And make my bucks, giddy-up giddy-up, giddy-up!
Oh, time to go, when it comes to male personnel
Holly likes to ho
All you got to do is follow the music
And listen for the rhythm..listen for the rhythm
[Humpty-Hump (Crowd) x4]
Now here we go (HERE WE GO!)
Come on (COME ON!)
[Chorus x2]
BOTTLES UP! It's a holla holiday
PUT 'EM DOWN! Break me off some love
[Humpty-Hump]
Now bottles up, fall in line
It's about that time to take your coat off
Let's have a toast, coast-to-coast
Show to show
[Shock G]
So, holla at me
A brand new holiday for players of all kinds
Rich, poor, blind
Yellow and red, wake up the dead!
[Humpty-Hump]
Shine the lights, this is Harlem Nights
True, Digital U and Papa Hump's
Bringing that slump you can bump to, boo
[Shock G]
Don't be sleeping
Here's the opportunity to let that dove out
[Humpty-Hump]
We looped up Public Enemy in the drums
To make you bug out
[Shock G]
Lace me!
We's about to do what they don't
Housing!
Ready to hit the year 2010
[Humpty-Hump]
I work that brown nose
Hoes usually laugh
We cruise all through shows
With us, the Underground will blast you
[Shock G]
Out of the frame
Can your brain stand a taut sack of deez nuts
[Crowd]
WE WANT SHOCK-GEESUS!
[Shock G]
Yo, I want you back
[Humpty-Hump]
Fat tracks I've heard
But them words got me debating
All them dumb songs, cloned
Got that tone, you've been waiting
[Chorus]
[Clee]
Well, next up in line to toast ya
Clee and my man John Doe-ja
We got that bump that'll shake you up
It'll wake you up like Folger's
Coffee, back up off me
Cause we be super-saucy
I'm with my doggs and
Them dum-dum moves gonna prove to be costly
[John Doe]
My doggs be, always with me like I'm Rabbit Hut
And four-deep in a jeep in the street
Plus with the Zapp, super-slumping
[Clee]
Bumping, hella drunken
But we always into something
>From doing doughnuts, making hoes go nuts
Our names should be Dunkin
[John Doe]
It ain't no function
We chose today to holla and spread love, folks
We talk to each other like we was brothers
We have more pull than tugboats
[Clee]
But like them cutthroats
That cash flows up and down like a teeter-totter
Instead of their doggs
They check for their Lexus and their Movados
[John Doe]
I don't know why cause
Who they checking for ain't even ridahs
We keep our doggs beside us
That's why we the survivors
[Digital Underground]
BOTTLES UP!
[Clee]
Toss up your Hennessy, Mo'-mo' and Alize
Ain't no player hating this way
It's a holla holiday
[Shock G]
Move on, move, move on
[Chorus]
[Humpty-Hump]
So go on, na!
Doggonit, everybody get your love on
Everybody be getting they hug on
Forgetting to put they doggs on
[Shock G]
Ladi-dadi, nothing but a party
Toast this up, let's make it happen
Holla if you need me, pass me the beadie
We through rapping
Holla at me, holla at your doggs
Take me high, lace me
Make love to my intellect
Sprinkle me, mayne, sprinkle me
Cause the people over the stairs
They ain't sweating me
[Shock G]
Got that bang, mayne
Mmm-hmm
Twenties, thirties what you need?
See, this is full spectrum
Undiluted heavyweight bang
Yeah, we moving weight
And you can reach me on the internet
Come get what you need
[Krazy Horse/Shock G]
Not just a nickel bag full, mayne
Give me the fat, jumbo thirty bag of bang
Watch what you slang
Cause if it sound the same I'll keep looking
Ain't putting fake music in my veins (no, no, no)
Not just a nickel bag full
Or a dime bag of bull cause I need my tummy full
Pop daddy brought a fatty, slinging that banging
But underground mommy bought me hella bump
Hella bump
[Shock G]
Flow on, baby, so I can get my bump on
If we got any real bump junkies in the house
Like myself
>From now on no more nickels and dimes, baby
Rolling or the folding kind
Now's the time to grind my way
And bump with conviction
[Krazy Horse/Shock G]
A thirty bag of bang, baby
Look at the way we bumping
Take a swig of this here swing
And recognize who pumping junk
Who pumping stuff, who give you the Holy Ghosties
Who rocks the spot
To bring the groceries with the most ease
Not just a nickel bag full
I need a twenty so my tummy gets full
Not just a nickel bag full
You gotta give me hella bump, hella bump
[Shock G]
I'm picky about my flowing
Not too slow and not too fast
You gotta be banging
Want to feel like you like some ass
Cop it somewhere else if you're bumping cut
You're giving away the ????
But still you're stingy with the bump
Fronting on the funk we love
Heavy bass thriller
The humping, trunk-dwelling, hella-bumping party killer
While we singing knock me down
Lift me up, tell me something good
And give me hella bump
[Digital Underground x2]
Yeah, we roll with the flow
It's all we know
[Chorus]
People, get ready for the heartbeat props
(Heartbeat props!)
Everybody, get ready for the heartbeat props
(Heartbeat props!)
We're gonna make it funky with the heartbeat props, y'all
(Heartbeat props!)
It's time to get busy with the heartbeat props
(We're giving heartbeat props)
I give my man props cause he's living
(Why wait until the heartbeat stops)
Check it out, y'all, proper respect is what we're giving
(We're giving heartbeat props)
Uh, I give my man props cause he's living
(Why wait until the heartbeat stops)
Don't you know that proper respect is what we're giving
(We're giving heartbeats props)
[Shock G]
Seems like you wondered each day if the Underground
Is going to stay down with the funky beats
Even if you know that I'm a junkie for a bump that's funky
And a fool for the loop, see, a groupie for the old one-twoiee
A bass freak would say “Oohwee,
Peace to DU cause I like the way you do me”
I love to go on about the funk, matter of fact
I'd love to be another funk front runner
But first we gotta deal with the fronters
So I can't go on, it's time to drop a few bombs
(Get busy, G, go on and take ‘em to school)
Yeah, it's time spread the jewels
I ask you about Malcolm and you tell me that he's wicked
Farrakhan comes you can't seem to buy a ticket
And check what my man has to say
Right or wrong, don't you think that he deserves a play?
Cause he's living for you and you and you and you
The brother X tried but he died trying to get through
So why wait until the heartbeat stops
Yo, go on and give my man his props
If you're really that down then act what you say
KRS and Chuck need support today
I see you posing with the Dr King hanging on your wall
Only difference is Chuck might give you that call
To march on Friday, yeah, it's kind of frightening
Let me move so I don't get hit by the bolt of lightning
Striking you down cause you're fronting
A dead leader can't tax your mind
Therefore he's not a threat to your personal time
All the lagging and the dragging
(Yo, I got something to do that day)
Yeah, you sound like an old bitch nagging
Fuck that fronting! We're pumping up the brothers
Cause the brothers keep it pumping
You got it all wrong
When you wait for the TV to tell you what's going on
I thought you're hype on the mic
Yeah, they never get it right
That's why you see we gotta thank God, y'all
For niggas like Ice Cube
Cause they'll tell the record straight
(Yo, my man's a prophet too)
Yo, god, you think he ain't?
So do the right thing, it's not a black or a white thing
We're here to let you know it's just a human being thing
We're pulling out all stops
Cause it's time give heartbeat props
[Chorus]
[Big Money Odi$]
I'm the type of guy that's sly like a fox
An honor roll student in the school of hard knocks
There was different type of brother that I used to look up to
But I'm still giving props where the props are due
But let me start with a fool I don't give a fuck about
I wanted to give a Fuck You out
To the nigga who went out on a whim
He was a roody-poo for shooting Huey Newton
But I'm thanking God for niggas like Iceberg Slim
And the chick the honky's ran to see
She was the honky-tonk's fantasy
Tina Turner, the living legacy
And she's still got you tripping off the legs you see
Another chick they used to beg to see
Was Josephine Baker, she had them hooked
They loved the way she shook her money-maker
But why did it take them so many decades
To give a little praise to who they ran rave to see
[PeeWee]
With a dark complexion she was sex symbol befo' Marilyn Monroe
But her heart stopped before they gave props to the old pro
[Big Money Odi$]
It took a great man to mould those
So I want to give props to my pops because he told those
But there's a time to break necks and throw bolos
Be a cold bro and throw low blows
When you want to close the shows of your foes
Cause foes are those that you got to break like windows
Check it, when respect goes it's time to break a nose
But give respect before the soul goes
[PeeWee]
Well, I suppose respect is what respect'll get ya
So I'm giving them gifts before they're stiff like the pose
In the pictures of Vogue and flashy fashion magazines
You be thumbing in ‘em, props to Beverly Johnson
She was the first black woman in ‘em
[Big Money Odi$]
Pee, drop the bomb and end the pressure with the menace
Smith & Wesson clear the lesson that your mama gave
[PeeWee]
Mama gave PeeWee the same threats, she used drastic measures
Told me to give her the full respect or get my ass kicked
It was my intention to relent just till the last kick
When she goes she'll roll over in a solid gold casket
When I was young Muhammad Ali had me sprung
Cause he was the champion, as the champion he was my idol
Yo, they took his title when he wouldn't take the gun
And fight in Vietnam the only way he felt, then he won the bet again
Now they want me in the army but they can't harm me
Cause I ain't no punk, I ain't [??????] man to Uncle Tommy
Props to Islam, it's getting brothers together before the big bomb
Blast out, before we're all assed-out
We need to see that we got to start giving the props to the living
[Chorus]
[Shock G]
Yeah, Spike Lee, Alex Haley, Brand Nubian, sister Whoopi Goldberg
Dick Gregory, X-Clan, sister Isis, BDP, Muhammad Ali, Stevie Wonder
Poor Righteous Teachers, Andrew Jackson, Denzel Washington
Sister Sarah Sahad Ali (?), Public Enemy, Stokley Carmichael
Sister Oprah Winfrey, yeah, Jesse Jackson, nuff respect, Paris
Gangstarr, Gil Scott Heron, George the fuck Clinton, Louis Farrakhan
Sister Queen Latifah, Bill Cosby, sister Angela Davis
The entire Nation of Islam, nucka, know what I'm saying?
Afrika Bambaataa, Miles motherfucking Davis, sister Assata Shakur
Once known as Joanne Chesimard, Robert Townsend, Nelson Mandela
Karreem Adul-Jabbar, the Black Panther Party, James Earl Jones
Hit em with the rhythm of the future x4
[Krazy Horse/Shock G]
(In the future) It's gonna be a rhythm divine
A paradise peace of mind vibe for every kind
Text to the sexless, dollars to the needy
Power to the people but DEATH to the greedy
(In the future) There's gonna be a new drug
To keep the people sleep deep on the streets
Strung up! It keeps you lifted longer
We be faxing freaks through that Internet
Hold on, I think I got 2 new females in my e-mail
[Shock G]
They told me unity was not at home
But they lied
I seen them with my TV screen phone
[Mac-Mone]
(In the future) I tap through the web online
Find time to program a freak the way I program the beats
Tweak the eats, ni son chi
Now ladies speak your speech
Hella sweet but kinda salty your balls
(In the future) Uhhh, now that's what I'm talkin bout
Got me this hard, dry swollen, out of control
Bow to the audience
Collect your chips and switch your clips
And leave the scene with the green
We give them future rhythm
[??]
Moses knows this so he flows
Prophesy for the future
They're making microchips for your toes
[Humpty Hump]
And the Nose knows those that goes
Against the flow of Mother Nature
You're breaking up the show
[Shock G]
Louie Louie, yes we received your fax
It said to have each others' backs
[Krazy Horse/Shock G]
(In the future) No imitation Gs flexing tecs in the hood
Bravery turned sweetery, 150 turns on their streetery
Warriors who blast passed what they can't do
It's how we're hitting em in the future rhythm
(In the future) We'll still be getting lifted
The gifted will rise, no lies from the higher-ups
Power shifted, wine and [????] ain't gon be the pride
Of brown town, less stress and desperation in our eyes
Hit em with the rhythm of the future
Well, we're the freaks of the industry.
My man, Money B, Oh my mellow, Shock G
The freaks of the industry,
And when you see us back stage, be prepared to G
Well they say that birds do it, bees do it. [do it]
Time to freak, Money B gets to it,
Not a heavyweight, but I go twelve rounds,
With a jab and a stick, I'm goin' lick for lick, so
Give me the helmet, I'll be the stunt man.
Just relax, and I won't front.
Like Anita, I'm givin' you the best that I've got,
And I'll be takin' it slow, never missin' a spot
Yes, caressing your back we're chest to chest she's kissing on my freckles.
I nibbled around your ears before I suck upon your neck.
'Oh Money B,' yeah, that's what you'll be screamin' and creamin'
But it's not a wet dream, it's the real
The freaky dog, dark nasty, never lettin' a kitty-cat get past me,
Without picking it up, pettin' it, teasin' it,
Takin' it on home and pleasin' it
Cause we're the freaks of the industry,
You's a freak Money B. You got that Shock G
The freaks of the industry,
And when you see us back stage, be prepared to G.
Say you're G'in' [G'in'?]
Nobody else is seein'
And the freak that you're wit' is in front of you,
Bendin' over naked, and she's leanin' on the dresser [Ooh yeah]
You're lookin' at her from the rear [Yeah]
She looks just like Vanessa [The right stuff]
Uh uh, not Vanessa with the singer career,
But the X-rated video queen,
Know what I mean? [Uh huh] A'ight, here's the scene:
You're lying on you're back with your head on the edge of the bed,
The booty's two feet from your head:
Should you: A, take the time to find a condom,
B, you walk right over and you pound 'em,
C, tell her that you want her love,
Well the answer is D, [D], all of the above.
So you're freakin' [freakin'], the furniture's squeakin' [squeakin']
She's tweakin', sayin' that she's weak in the knees.
Cheek to cheek, and pound for pound,
You're taxin' it and waxin' it and workin' it around,
'Til the booty starts makin' that clappin' sound,
Which is cool, but your friends are chillin' in the other room.
The clappin's getting louder, you don't want them to clown you,
In this situation, what do you do: [What?]
A, you, plain and simply, back up off her
B, you hit it just a little bit softer,
C, you take it out and put it in het butt,
Well, D is what I do, so, yo, listen up:
I put a towel on the floor by the two inch gap under the door
Now they can't see me any more.
Check the locks so they can't clock, but they can listen.
There'll be no bargin' in and there'll be no dissin' [Dissin']
Gettin' back to my mission, break out the whipped cream and the cherries,
Then I go through all the fly positions:
My head under her leg under my arm under her toe.
She says, 'I like it when you scream, baby let yourself go.'
I hit it and split it, lick it and quit it.
After the ride, put my clothes on and walk outside,
And before anybody gets a chance to speak,
I say, 'Yo, don't say nuttin', I guess I'm just a freak!'
Cause we're the freaks of the industry.
Aw, you's a freak, G. Yo, you worse Money B.
The freaks of the industry,
And when you see us backstage, be prepared to G.
[You know what man, you's a freak.
I seen you with that girl at the hotel after
that show last week.
And what about that time out there in the park?
Shhh, don't tell nobody]
It's like this:
Now if there's a cure for this,
We don't want it, we'll run from it
And if there's a remedy,
We don't need it, we just eat it.
[This is to the ladies: I'm a freak
Yo wake up it's the 'D' crew up in here
With the Black Spooks and we 'bout to drop it on y'all
Y'all best get a clue
Fool get a clue, get a clue, get a clue
Now everybody wanna tell everybody who to be with
Really doesn't matter to me long as I miss that H-I-V shit
And AIDS ain't the end of the world girls and us do kinky stuff
And there's way to muff without the fluids touchin'
Never hide the truth if my body and hair is sacred
Then why we can't be naked in public
It's totally natural like sex is but this is
A law that had to be made by men with itty bitty penises
The streets of this world they are my playground I explore them
Meet somebody I don't like and I ignore them I don't destroy them
They way that you know who be he want me to hate like he hate
But I got too much poo, poo with me
Fool get a clue it's a new game
Can't be trippin' on you I go my own way
Players gonna play with who they wanna play with
People gonna always lay with who they wanna lay with
Well it's the B, L, A, C, K to the S, P double O, K
It don't matter what another man say
I'm gone still do it all my way
'Cause I'm slick like C-Bo's quick
I don't wanna be down with yo gross click
I just wanna snap photo flicks
With a freaky little trick puffin dodo sticks
I can live foul as dirt road hicks
I can make three plus two make six
Cut with verbal scrapes and nicks
I'm as ill as chicks with dicks
Scuff my kicks I'm bustin' licks
Openin' somebody up like Vicks
Purchase ism by the bricks
Plus I brick city hoes I picks
All in yo mix as I ease betwixt
Like sitcom Vix be greasin' dicks
I be skeezin' chicks when the season switch
I be makin' tricks itch like fleas and ticks
I swoop low and prey on tricks
Large I've got my own prefix
I'll stop twitchin' where's my fixer
I gonna break shit up like Twix
Fool get a clue it's a new game
Can't be trippin' on you I go my own way
Players gonna play with who they wanna play with
People gonna always lay with who they wanna lay with
Fool get a clue it's a new game
Can't be trippin' on you I go my own way
Players gonna play with who they wanna play with
People gonna always lay with who they wanna lay with
You want me to want what you want
(I go my own way)
You want me to be like you be
(I go my own way)
You want me to trip like you be trippin'
(I go my own way)
Gotta go my own way
(I go my own way)
Maybe it ain't your flava but I'm gettin' wit it
Maybe you wouldn't be seen wit it yo but I'm splittin' wit it
Maybe it ain't your style or your shape but I'm hittin' it
You want me to hate what you hate
But quit it forget it, 'cause I ain't wit it
This country tis of thee
Taught me how to bring the groceries
Now I'm crazy just like I'm supposed to be
Smokin' mothafucka's my mentality
Sex, money and drugs mean the most to me
Murderin' mothafuckas ain't a thang to me
And I'ma keep slanging 'G'
Hold on young blood hold on
You gotta keep holdin' on
[Chorus]
If you're into S & M, baby, you can hurt me
If you like going down, do me like a Slurpee
Do you like it dirty? Baby, come and serve me
[Shock-G]
Do you like it dirty?!
Some like it dirty and some like it clean
[Verse 1]
Don't throw me no soap
Cause it would just defeat me
Some like it dirty like this beat, see
Rapping off-kilter
Sometimes I hit the cigarette without no filter
I like it when it's lag-time
Let-my-pants-sag time
Let go and let my drawers show
And let them get so low
That I can let my funk fling out
I'm talking about when the nuns get naughty
When father hits the forty
(Shhh, now let's not get too sporty, son)
When the collard green juice gets the bread wet
When you're up so close that you can smell the sweat
Off a black, funky Tennessee butt
Like a bite into a salty Tampa Bay boiled peanut
(I hit a jet black ass in the back seat of a Nova)
Oh yeah? Well a hoe five-oh pulled me over
I swear, doing about a buck thirty
Instead of jail she took home and got flirty
The deal was a $1000 fine and a ticket:
"Or you can stick it."
"You're pretty but I haven't had a shower today"
She said "Come here, it's better that way
Tie me up and do anything you want
But don't hurt me"
So I..
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 2]
A lot of people like rice better when it's brown
Like having sex on the ground
Instead of in a bed, instead of receiving head
A lot of people like going down
I side-stepped the line for a fresh cut
And instead, I keep my nappy curls in my head
I like to hear brothers spit game using dirty words
I like things colourfully stated
Everyday speech sounds dated
I like the freaks in the jeans
When the booty part's faded
Like my homegirl Rita
I used to chill on her sofa with my feet up
By the heater with my toes getting toasted
One day she came naked out the kitchen
With a bag full of groceries
She said "Like a blunt I want to toake you
And with this bottle of wine I'm going to soak you
May I Cherry-Banana Float you?"
I said "Is this a joke, boo?"
She said "I love you, my baby
And I wouldn't do nothing that would hurt you"
She took my clothes off
Started pulling food out the bag
And said "Yo, I'm 'bout to work you"
Yeah, I let her get the best of me
She was sitting next to me
Then baby started sexing me
Poked me with the peanut butter
Rubbed me with the jelly
She spread cottage cheese on my belly!
I said "Woah, baby, what you got in mind?"
She said "Relax"
Popped the top on a bottle of wine
Then she poured the wine down my back
It prickled and tickled when it reached my crack
I said "Oooh, I feel real freaky, my butt's real squeaky!"
She said "Cool" and then proceeded to eat me
Ate me up till my body was squeaky clean
Must have been a sex fiend
Like the freaks in the magazines
Poked out her lips, made her mouth like a funnel
Spun a brother round, went down on the tunnel
I said "Oh! There she goes"
She got live and let the tongue slide
On the black hole
And, yo, this was it
Baby was on some freshfruitfreakyfoodshit!
Honey on the side, jelly on the head
Peanut butter on the bedspread
Baby said "Do you like it dirty?!"
[Chorus x6]
Do you like it dirty? Hoe, you don't deserve me
[Digital Underground]
You need a digital lover [x7]
[Humpty-Hump]
You need a biblical brother
[Digital Underground]
You need a digital lover [x6]
[Clee]
You need a lover that's digital
[Humpty-Hump]
You need a tuna fish sandwich
[Digital Underground]
You need a digital lover [x4]
[Money-B]
You need a lover to lick you
[Saafir, (Clee)]
You need a lover like me
Yeah, you need Saafir
(Nah, you need Clee
You would think I'm in the army
Freaks call me major)
See, with me
They have got to pay a fee off the pager
(Grinding my hips)
Finding the tips in detail
Cause I'm a mack
See, I'm cool like that
{I freak like that)
And I freak like that
Cause my b-bong is fat
[Digital Underground]
You need a digital lover
You need a digable brother
[Money-B]
Show me a cat, wouldn't hesitate to skin it
Now they're puttin words in it, so now I need a Body-ody Hat
For my mouth, (roof! roof! roof!) is the sound
Cause the clowns keep doggin me
[Saafir]
I need a Body-Hat, it'd probably be fat
If I could get two-for-one with the poems intended
In comes the cream from under the spleen
So I scream, I dream (what a nut), ooohwee
[Humpty-Hump]
Maaan, the heebie-jeebies I see
The rhetoric and chatter that I hear
It's got my mind and my body in fear
I feel like suin, primetime radio
Keeps doin me in the ear
[Shock G]
The TV's trying to gee Shockalock's mind
And Shockalock's [???] got a Body-Hat, blind
I'm not so I block brainwashed nuts with the bag
Like TV on the rag
[Shock G]
She used exchange the head but now
Instead, she just wanna rub me down
[Humpty-Hump]
Yo, my woody wants to get into the flow
But I said no, you gotta wait for the Nose to go
[Shock G]
They used to be quick to lick, the tricks
But now they just wanna rub em down
"Protect yourself against FADES: Falsely Acquired Diluted Education Syndrome"
[Money B]
When it goes down you don't get burnt you get smoked
What up, Doc? Murder she wrote was the verdict
Heard it ain't safe anymore, sure, jeez
Or could it be that I'm the disease locked in my Body-Hat
Protected from you or you from me
Or us, whatever, birds of a feather together
I'm too clever, America ain't with it
[Saafir]
Gotta get that head up out
A wider thing, can I swing, without a doubt
Get lubrication, my news station places me in a limbo state
Wait, things stay hard, things stay hard, things stay hard
My erection decks it with an uppercut
Straight to the jaw, watch my pelvis bouncing the butt
Squeeze my bosoms (titties), oh yeah
[Shock G]
Cheese, put some cheese
Between your knees
A fat can of pinto beans
Cabbage and greens and rice
That's why cats chase mice
Shrimp-fried rice falafel
Roscoe's chicken and waffles
The condoms were invalid
Butter beans with egg salad
They was quick to exchange the head
But now instead, they rub each other down
[Humpty-Hump]
PeeWee came needy with the D-flo
But I said, yo, take it slow cause he knows the flow
[Shock G]
She used to be quick to lick, the trick
But now she just wanna rub em down
[Humpty-Hump]
PeeWee came fat with the D-flo
But I said, yo, take it slow cause he knows the flow
[Shock G]
She told him to strap his 'zack with the hat
Cause she didn't want to catch his fleas
[Humpty-Hump]
But it was all a bit in the wrong Christmas tree
So let's all light up a pack of butter beans!
[Shock G]
Rub me down, tonight
Just rub me down, tonight (x2)
[Digital Underground]
Body-hats, lookin for the Body-Hats (x8)
[Humpty-Hump]
Latex for my eyes, to protect me from the TV lies
“Barring abstinence the Body-Hat is the best known protection
Against FADES: Falsely Acquired Diluted Education Syndrome”
[Humpty-Hump]
Yeah, I need a jim hat form my ears
Blockin out somebody else's fears, know what I'm sayin
Yo, check this out, check it out
[Shock G]
She used to be quick to lick, the trick
But now she just wanna rub em down
[Humpty-Hump]
How about a big plate of curried goat with some barbecued oxtail?
[Shock G]
Yeah, keep rubbing that lotion on meee
[Humpty-Hump]
How about a big bean sprout tofu burger, know what I'm sayin
[Shock G]
She used to be quick to lick, the trick
But now she just wanna rub em down
[Humpty-Hump]
She just wanna rub em dooownn
Body-ody, ody-odeee
Yo, how about a big plate of curried goat
With some barbecued oxtails, know what I'm saying
Yeeahh, I need latex for my eyes
To protect me from the TV lies, y'all
Check it out, uh, a fat can of pinto beans
[Shock G]
Rub me down, tonight
[Shock G (x2)]
She used to be quick to lick, the trick
But now she just wanna rub em down
[Digital Underground]
Body-hats, lookin for the Body-Hats
Lookin for the body-hats! (x6)
[Shock G]
Yeah, I took sugar shoppin (yo?) for a body-hat (no!)
And I found a pack of big blue round ones
The can't-shut-me-down ones, yeah
A-rigga-like-me-needin-em-cause-I-get-around ones
[Humpty-Hump]
Yeah, well here we go, on another show
Backstage, shnuckas wanna get into the flow
My woody says yo! He's ready to go
But, yo, he's gotta wait for the Nose to go
[Money B]
A pretty face and back character
Maybe cause the chick is brainwashed
Lost, got your green contacts look fine
Who'd a thought you need hats for your eyes
[Saafir]
[???] around my eyes when I'm rhyming
The government says you've got to have a glow
And I swing a tail like Haley's Comet
No comment? I didn't think so
I thought flow and there it was
[Humpty-Hump]
It's just a freestills, meanwills keep the vills kills in
Sweat drills in, girlies in the wheels eatin chills and
You say you're ready to go? Oh no
You gotta wait for the Nose to go!
[Shock G]
Don't wanna throw a hot booty seven and lose
So what is the move to keep livin?
Swimmin in the big balloon, I don't think so
I ran a body-hat option on the ho
[Shock G]
She said lately it just ain't been the same
So would you kinda just rub me down?
[Humpty-Hump]
My woody wants to get into the flow
But I said no, you gotta wait for the Nose to go
[Shock G]
Baby really must've been crazy though
Cause the onion was big and round
All that's cool but, yo, what's up with me and you?
[Chorus x2]
See the blind mice? We the blind mice
Trying to get in where we fit in
Doing anything to be down
Two hundred million blind mice
Running through this town
[Shock-G]
Patty Cake, Patty Cake I heard your man
Wears a gold Rolex and put a diamond on your hand
[Money B]
The Itsy-Bitsy Spider was a whoridah
Said he met the judge's daughter and went up inside her
[Shock-G]
House, there's a Mouse who Runs Around the Clock snitching
Who he hitting, I think he hit it raw cause he be itching
[Money B]
Shimmy, Shimmy Cocoa Pop, the glock went pop
Tell me, tell me who shooting and who got shot
[Malia]
Ring Around the Rosie, a pocket full of blow
Everybody know the hop got you moving slow
[Humpty-Hump]
Pinocchio says ignore my nose, you can trust him
I saw Bill in the back of Capitol Hill with Lil' Miss Muffin
[Shock-G]
Little Boys in Blue and Red Riding in the Hood
Heard the Big Bad Wolf said he never used the n-word
He huffs and puffs, he'll snuff you in an alley
But the Three Little Pigs scurry back to Simi Valley
[Money B]
Goldilocks went to cop some little boy brown
Should've stuck with the snow cause the brown cut her down
[Humpty-Hump]
The Itsy-Bitsy Spider at the National Enquirer
Said the mayor told Niola to bend over or he'll fire her
[Shock-G]
The freaky Old Lady In The Shoe downtown
Is a brown sugar mommy, wants to pay to lick me down
[Humpty-Hump]
The Big Bad lady Wolf said that she knew me
She huffed and she puffed and she .. mmmmm!
[Shock-G]
Three grinding mice
Trying to make a life called three strikes
The rat got three to five, two got life
Those Three Blind Mice
[Humpty-Hump]
Now, Tom Thumb jumped up and said "I got one,
David Duke and Farrakhan riding side-by-side on the top gun"
[Shock-G]
Hickory Dickory Dock, each day I hear a new shock
The Cat in the Hat told me he be seeing Tupac
[Rashida]
Cinderella told me you was paid, if it's all true
Simon Says you can grab the hat, sink and fall through
[Black Ty]
"Somebody’s sleeping in my bed, getting my head
Now his broad is on the stroll getting my bread"
[Humpty-Hump]
And Humpty Dumpty leaning against the wall
Couldn't figure out the meaning of it all..
What's the meaning, what’s the meaning of life
[Shock-G]
Little Bo Peep is weeping, I hate to see you cry
Sometimes guys lie when your thighs are above you
Mother May I say you denied the evidence
The frog was only a prince when he loved you
[Money B]
Virgin Mary Poppins popping game, said she never had sex
Now she’s popping X, talking about "who’s next?"
[Clee]
Scooby went to scoop another scooby sack from Shaggy
Scooby will do anything: hops, weed or cavi
[Humpty-Hump]
Old Mother Hubbard's got a cupboard full of lotto tickets
A fat stack from way back cause she's pack rat
[Shock-G]
Mother Goose hit me on the cell phone, said granny
Got her healthcare pulled, had to move to Miami
[Money B]
Poppa Bear got no time for Baby Bear
Can't stop to feel the breeze in the race for the cheese
[Clee]
Peter Pan's in the White House dealing
Keeping the money out my hands, making me out to be the villain
[Humpty-Hump]
Humpty Dumpty looking at the moon, leaning on the wall
Still couldn't figure out the meaning of it all..
[Chorus x2]
[Shock-G]
Patty Cake, Patty Cake, can I be your man?
My cash flow's low but bro's got the master plan
[Humpty-Hump]
Patty Cake, Patty Cake, can I be your lover
I'm wealthy in the mind and I'm healthy under covers
[Rashida]
Papa Bear, Papa Bear, to put it modestly
I like diamonds & pearls but I'll settle for some honesty
[Money B (Shock-G)]
Patty Cake, Patty Cake, can I hit your soda
Squeeze, release, in and out, hold, let go, rise, come down
Let the wet sensuality embrace your reality
Moonstones drip slip bout it bout it see
Continuously we be gettin' freaky
Rose petals cham-pag-nee come and see me
Positions run fluid honey ribbons create a quiver shivers delivers
Ooh wee sweet haromony synchronicity the simplicity
Seven day kisses slide in you and me me me [Slide you and me yeah]
You messin' up my mind in the right way I'm ready to play and lay with you
Been savin' all my love for a lotta days I'm ready to spend what I saved on you
[Saved on you]
I wanna do it outside [I wanna go outside]
I wanna do it in the rain [Let's do it in the rain]
I wanna do it outside [I wanna do it outside]
I wanna do it in the rain [Baby let's get wet in the rain]
Don't know if rain drops or lust swellin' in my eyes
Want to stroke you and soak you but not just between your thighs
Your hips plus the way roll grips gets me swervin'
Job site visit exquisite lunch time excursions
Kitty cats purrin' wet lips get near then...[Boo Yaaw]
Skin parts start disappearin'
Earlobes get chewed up Hennessy poured in two cups
Downtown is looking delicious audio schooled up
Let's heat the mood up say what's on your mind
When bones grind, lips to ??? sippin on wine
Rhythmic tussles but not the struggle
Ever juggle raindrops strawberry snuggles?
Do what you want to
Let's take it outdoors with out your
There's no one without beds without floors
Together explore, makin' the stormy breeze
Plays our body softly like piano keys
I wanna do it outside [I wanna go outside]
I wanna do it in the rain [Do it in the rain]
I wanna do it outside
I wanna do it in the rain
Erotic beads of rolling water tricklin'
And ticklin' swarms of moonlight kisses
Hips and thighs aligned in perfect nines and soft wet sixes
Wine and candy rain drop hor's devoures
To be dined from deep within your curves
We merge devinely on liquid missions
Climbing grinding finding climax with each position
Naked skin chills hair filled with rain
Caressing erect body tips next to me
It's ectasy when we play
Easing winds bring mounds of lust whisper three words we love to say
Dripping black laces, hidden places
Manicured hands around joysticks of passion
Splashing seeds of new beginning swimming on naked skin
Or trapped within thin lambskin walls
Windchimes and bells, erotic smells
Breath becomes deep, desire swells, desire swells
You messin' up my mind in the right way I wanna play and lay with you
Been savin' all my love for right one, I wanna spend it on you
I wanna do it outside [I wanna do it outside]
I wanna do it in the rain [Girl let me do it to you baby]
I wanna do it outside. [Let's go out and get busy in the rain]
I wanna do it in the rain
Squeeze, release, in and out, hold, let go, rise, come down
I'm sneakin home for the weekend
Shit has been heatin up
Got me thinkin about you Woah
Karma gets felt when she comes
The ice keeps meltin. Nowhere to run
We're gonna act as one
on this little rock flyin round the sun
If I was a chick..
Everywhere I look I see other chicks
And everyone I see is too close to me
And I'm living to die for you
If I was chick..
Because of you I'd be so sick
How could I be born into a life like this?
Cuz I'm living to die for you
Living to die for you
Why's the world so crowded?
No space to move my ass
Can't do my thing. Uh unh
Why's the sky so cloudy
I spend my whole life locked inside your cage
Uh unh
But I'm not your chick
So don't make me live in someone else's shit
Don't take my egg, don't take my chick
Don't take me now, this can't be it!
I'm not ready to die for you
Uh unh
Murder Murder Murder Murder
Murder Murder Murder
Too much beef in peoples' guts
Too much tweakin, time to giva' fuck
Momma Earth's freakin out
She's pissed at me and you and you
And hate has had it's run
We can't eat these guns
A new game has begun
We will not kill our sons
Love and light has won
Oh oh oh oh oh oh!
Oh oh oh oh oh oh!
And it's all about you
Featuring Biz Markie]
(Humpty Hump)
Good googily goo
Look what the cat dragged in
The mack's back in we snap crack in
We got the jokes for you
Uh look who the Hump bumped into
The old one two rhyme sayer the paper maker
Biz lay the vapours
(Biz Markie)
I'm the vapour sprayer for the himilayas
The M iza A ya R iza K aya
I'm the mayor
Leavin' emcees in a ditch
(Humpty Hump)
So get ready, we 'bout to start a fight in this bitch
(Biz Markie)
Humpty dumpty had a fight with his moms
He broke both her legs and both of her arms
Tidy Bowl Man tried to throw a fit
I told his punk ass he was full of Shhhh...
(Humpty Hump)
Shut your mouth biz
See you're allways trying to take it further
I heard you bit a burger, with a funky worm in it
well you had to play stupid 'cause you didn't clear the sample
and lordy lord, got you pushing hot dogs
(Biz Markie)
Tupac was the only one that was living large
And Humpty your nose is a two-car garage
I know you got sooooul
I heard you don't eat pussy you be eatin' booty hole
(Humpty Hump)
No my nose be in the booty, my tounge be in her vertical smile
I heard your sister had sex with Colin Powell
(Biz Markie)
Your moms don't brush her teeth
I heard her breath was strong
(Humpty Hump)
Yo you wrong
(Both)
Why can't we just get along?
Why can't we be friends, why can't we be friends
Why can't we just get along?
Why can't we be friends, why can't we be friends
The odd couple
(Biz Markie)
The city so nice, they had to name it twice
New York, New York, the land of lights
We got the fashion, the widget, the project ditches
The Apollo, the Broadway, The Garden, the Pictures
(Humpty Hump)
So? We got the palm trees, Gs being Hollywood swingin' large
Cars around the block with the stars on the sidewalk
Every stop lights a show case, not lexuses
Brothers in Hummers following other friends in Benzesus
(Biz Markie)
Ya, that's cool, Y'all doin' your thing
But look what they did to that man Rodney King
They beat him, and stomped him, like a bunch of grapes
when I seen him he looked like the Planet of the Apes
(Humpty Hump)
Ya you right, police don't act tight but in the riots yo
California niggas wasn't scared to go
at poh poh
(Biz Markie)
So yo, I'll take you down like Mavis
Every Burrough is Thurough, don't forget Larry Davis
(Both, trading lines, Humpty is first)
We got Dre and Quincy Jones, homes
Primo and Puff, Hump
Easy E and Tupac nigga
Scott La Rock and Biggie nigga
Compton
Bronx
Oakland
Brooklyn Bridge
Golden Gate, plus Huey Newton
Malcom X
You got rats
Earth quakes
Well at least you'll never catch me wearing wigs in my videos
Oh, you don't have to go there, with your big, plastic nose
What about your big ass head?
What about your buck ass teeth?
Your moms so black, I looked at her and thought that i was asleep
Your nasty ass moms gave me ear infection over the phone
Come on man, why we can't get along?
Why can't we be friends, why can't we be friends
Why can't we just get along?
Why can't we be friends, why can't we be friends
The odd couple
Yeah. aiyyo Kris, tell em whassup though
[KRS-One]
Yo. yo, yo! One two!
Coming atcha live and direct! (That's right)
Digital Underground kid, you know whassup, hah
[Shock G]
Aiyyo Kris is chillin, Shock G's chillin
What more can we say, about the villains?
The real killers chillin in the White I mean the
Not Right House, want me to be they lab white mouse
The smile of seedy greedies, deprivin the needy, breakin treaties
Overseas whylin while they profilin on the TV's
Some of em cool though, see I like that nigga Bill
Hittin everything in town, and he got that smile down
Now let's break down the meaning of a smile
Is it happiness and blissfulness? Well let's go down the list
You got the "Real Deal For Real Real" smile
You got the "Phony They Don't Know Me Let Me Have My Feel" smile
The "Dumb Embarrased" smile
The "Oooh She Look Delicious Sure That Girl Is Lavish" smile
Then you got the "Shake Your Head, Naah Black,
That Shit Was Wack" smile
The "Across The Bar, Yeah It's Cool,
We Can Hit The Sack" smile
The "Crack" smile, the "Caught In The Act" smile
The "Over My Shoulder Caught You Scheamin On Me
Delayed React" smile
The smile you're really glad to see, when it comes round
The spot's hot, they got you boxed in, it's bout to go down
You glance back, your man who packs that, once in a while
gives you the
"Oh I'm Strapped, Do Your Thing, Baby I Got Your Back" smile
[KRS-One]
Smi-ling fa-ces, some-times
Pre-tend, to be your friend
Smi-ling fa-ces, show no tra-ces
of the evil, that lurks within
Whaddya think I joke? (Nope)
Whaddya think I sniff coke? (Dope)
Me a Wild T'ing, like Tone Loc, you betta be go
When the sound clash erupt, rev up
Step up to the cut, "Wassup?"
I show up to blow up and leave the spot to' up
You know what? I'ma go nut
And you know what? Yeah so what?
It's the regular, when you check for the
one that perfected the
smiling face people posing as your equal
Knowin they wanna beat you defeat you and eat you
but they greet you with peace and love
Not with the beast but the dove
Not beneath but above
Now the cheek, give a hug, snug
No grudge, til you turn your back and learn the facts
It's called learn the truth
The tree is only known by it's fruits
These smiling faces, in many places, sometimes they racist
Sometimes they sexist, sometimes they want your Lexus
Sometimes they be your family members remember,
"Oh no not my lady, oh no not my fellow"
with them you thought you'd never ever sever
But they was two-faced and headless
with a whole 'nother agenda but clever to say whatever
forever, let me make this relationship better
If you're real, stay real, be real
The truth, we got to treasure, not these
Smi-ling fa-ces, some-times
Pre-tend, to be your friend (They know they phony)
Smi-ling fa-ces, show no tra-ces
of the evil, that lurks within (They may be lurkin)
You know whassup, hah!
KRS-One, Shock Jigga (that's me baby)
Ha ha, word
(Yo, just let the beat breeze)
C'mon (uhh)
Uhh, uhh, woooh!
C'mon
(yeah, cuz they be lurkin)
(Never trust a big butt and a smile baby)
(Yo Kris that's peace baby)
uh-huh
(They know the deal)
(A smile ain't nothin but an upside down frown)
Word
(Never trust a big butt and a smile)
[Intro: Humpty Hump (Del)]
This is a federal food fight
(You better know it!)
That means we're callin out all you kooks and crooks
(What?! We're about to rip this shit)
Oh, me? My name is Humpty Hump
(There's a party in here, baby)
I'm the original big-nosed rapper, baby
(You better get down with this, baby)
We're about to sling hot food all over this piece
(Just nothing but a food fight!)
Here we go, back in the house for the 9-whatever
(Foood fiiiiiggghht)
With the bacon and egg sandwich
[Humpty Hump]
You ain't bringing groceries, g
Your groove is getting rude over records
But can you sling the food like this?!
You better bite this
If you wanna make the people move like this
Chez wa, Allah, cheese burger
Flame broil base, my pickle make ya wiggle
You're busted, my mustard will wax your whole plate
By itself, not including all my funky condiments
Nod your head to this and DUCK DOWN
As I commence to lock and load a fresh cantaloupe
Yo, I'm illin! I'm slingin melons
Like the felons are slangin dope sacks
So max but I wouldn't stand so close up in the light
Either bring it or hide
Cause it's about to be a food fight!
[Chorus]
(You need something for the food fight!)
We hit you in the neck with a cheeseburger
(Gotta bring food to the food fight!)
Yeah, bruh, we hit you in the neck with a cheeseburger!
[Del]
It's classic
Slapping brothers with some lettuce from jurasstic
I counteract it with the Shock with ham hocks
>From brothers who might Tupac
Fifty-seven black [?] and lots of flows
Fat like hippopotamoes, still caught em though
In the face with excrements, peep my testaments
I bring the seasoning paprika
Eureka for the weaker, and smoke the reefer
Dribble up the funk in the beaker
And, yes, about to say ‘speaker'
It leaks in your ears and years ahead
I went to Japan and they was throwing pork balls
But I'm calling protocol, stooop!
[Chorus]
(You need something for the food fight)
We banked you in the neck with the cheeseburger
(Gotta bring something for the food fight)
Yes, we're slugging the chicken nugget to your grill
(You need something for the food fight)
Get ready, we're coming fetti with the groceries
(Gotta bring food to the food fight!)
Someone shoulda told ya, it ain't over till it's over
[Humpty]
Now if I am what I eat I hope I ain't a big couchie
Gotta substitute the ‘ouch' for the ‘ooch'!
If so, I hate to see my man Donnie O, he'd be a butthell
Substitute the ‘ell' for the ‘ole'
Actually, factually hella fools I know would be toe up
If you was what you ate, no fakin
My man Nate would be a plate of bacon
My brother Shock popcorn, and my cat would be a rat
My girlfriend would be some super sperm and things
My rich nigga Pac would be a lobster with hot wings
It's quite simple, if true that my temple is wrecked
I'd be some mushrooms and cognac
I'd be a pinto bean gravy smothered neck bone
Scrilla taker, vanilla wafer, baker, filler
So come on with your food slingin cause I'm ready
Bring it SHUT UP! Nigga, sing it
[Chorus]
(We'd like to ask now that all passengers please hold
their breath, as we take you through an underwater hip hop extravaganza.
Now last night, underwater, I saw a French mermaid,
Treated her to caviar and wine over shrimp brain,
In the raw, on the ocean floor, need I say more?
You never heard nobody kick it like this before,
Pink champagne, octopus brains,
Saw your DJ underwater through the window pane.
That sucker tried to hit a mix, but the mix didn't happen,
Records kept floatin' all the fish kept laughin'
A blowfish blew my mind and started to rhyme,
As the octopus cut nine records at a time.
Your boy said, "Show me how to keep my records down",
But the shark ate his amp, your boy got clowned.
The rhymes he say have no particular order
Un-derwater, Un-der-derwater,
Go 'head bite his rhymes if you think that you oughtta
Hold your breath, MC's, my rhyme's underwater.
I tried to mix a cut from a TV blooper,
Got pulled by a deep sea state trooper,
Told me that I didn't have the right to bite,
I said, "Your wife looks just like a fat blue grouper."
Sittin' in my aqua-blue jail cell, didn't have my bail,
I had to break out with the rhyme,
Shrimp scatter on a platter, I rock like a mobster,
Told an MC, "Yo, you look like a lobster"
Qualified to wreck your mind, I get busy one time,
Like fish on a dish, you get served with the rhyme.
Kick the jam in the crowd if you need a fo' instance,
Watch the people stop, they don't want to miss this.
I'm tweakin' your speakers, and I'm makin' no sense,
'Cause on your turns, this record burns like incense.
The rhymes he say have no particular order
Un-derwater, Un-der-derwater
Go 'head bite his rhymes if you think that you oughtta
Hold your breath, MC's, my rhyme's underwater.
Uh, 1, 2, 1, 2, Yo, this is MC Blowfish,
And we're gonna do a little something like this:
Well I'm a deep sea gangster, underwater prankster,
Kissin' all the girl fish, dissin' all the ...
Because I blew your mind and started to rhyme,
Doesn't mean that we're cool, 'cause you'll be back next time,
With a hook and a line, so you can hear that fryin' sound,
I'm tellin' you I'm down,
I'll spin your boat around, leave suckers lost in the bay.
You wanna play? I'll hook your line to a stingray.
Get out of here with that boat and a stick,
Get out of line, I'll call my homey Moby Dick.
I'm not thinkin' 'bout dyin', fool, stop tryin' to test me,
People fishin' don't catch me.
And when you get home, sad 'cause you missed,
Just remember MC Blowfish
Ah yeah, and you don't stop.
[Shock G (x2)]
She used to be quick to lick, the trick
But now she just wanna rub em down
[Digital Underground]
Body-hats, lookin for the Body-Hats
Lookin for the body-hats! (x6)
[Shock G]
Yeah, I took sugar shoppin (yo?) for a body-hat (no!)
And I found a pack of big blue round ones
The can't-shut-me-down ones, yeah
A-rigga-like-me-needin-em-cause-I-get-around ones
[Humpty-Hump]
Yeah, well here we go, on another show
Backstage, shnuckas wanna get into the flow
My woody says yo! He's ready to go
But, yo, he's gotta wait for the Nose to go
[Money B]
A pretty face and back character
Lost, got your green contacts look fine
Maybe cause the chick is brainwashed
Who'd a thought you need hats for your eyes
[Saafir]
[?] around my eyes when I'm rhyming
The government says you've got to have a glow
And I swing a tail like Haley's Comet
No comment? I didn't think so
I thought flow and there it was
[Humpty-Hump]
It's just a freestills, meanwills keep the vills kills in
Sweat drills in, girlies in the wheels eatin chills and
You say you're ready to go? Oh no
You gotta wait for the Nose to go!
[Shock G]
Don't wanna throw a hot booty seven and lose
So what is the move to keep livin?
Swimmin in the big balloon, I don't think so
I ran a body-hat option on the ho
[Shock G]
She said lately it just ain't been the same
So would you kinda just rub me down?
[Humpty-Hump]
My woody wants to get into the flow
But I said no, you gotta wait for the Nose to go
[Shock G]
Baby really must've been crazy though
Cause the onion was big and round
I hear that the Emperor of China
Used to wear iron shoes with ease
We are the tablecloth and also the table
Also the fable of the dancing leaves
The new moon is rising
The axe of the thunder is broken
As never was not since the flood nor yet since the world began
The new moon is shining
The angels are washing their windows
Above the years whose jumble sale goes spinning on below
Ask the snail beneath the stone
Ask the stone beneath the wall
Are there any stars at all
Like an eagle in the sky
Tell me if air is strong
In the floating pan pipe victories of the golden harvest
Safe in the care of the dear moon
The new moon is rising
The eyelid of a god is approaching
The humane train the skating raining traveling voice of certainty
The new moon is shining
The harmonious hand is now holding Lord Krishna's ring
The eagle's wing the voice of mother everything
Ask the snail beneath the stone
Ask the stone beneath the wall
Are there any stars at all
Like an eagle in the sky
Tell me if air is strong
In the floating palaces of the spinning castle
(Humpty Hump)
Welcome to the Blue Diamond, Y'all
Ladies and gentlemen
I'll be your host, Edward Elington Humpty Hump Humphry the third
And we going to get it started up in here
Billy big thump Brown on bass, Thump Brown
Brooklyn, Gibson Myana
And on Gituar we got big momma Dotty Taylor in the house
Com'on mang, drop it like, mang (x4)
(Shock G)
It's been a long time DU shouldn't have left you
Without a heated beat you could step to
Ever since the days when the humpty dance left you
Openin', I feel you're hopin' that we could bump through
95 was a long one they said no one digs your music but you, kid
You need a stong one
Think about the bomb one
Because the kids are in rare form tonite, hey yo we all one
(Hump)
Let me put my nose back on
Notice how how it goes when the flows back on
Bangers! freakin' the P-funk, punk like a bag (?)
Got my man Esential E right beside me
(Natural E)
Yo Hump, look, i brought my rhyme book
Cool E, get ready to kick it out for the hook
But before you eat male let me finnish nailin'
this grove like a train de-railin
(Like a train)
You better hold on, this song is for the strong
ladies com'on and get your flirt on
(ladies)
When you coming with another one Humpty?
Everytime you ask that you pump me, love
Wind me up
com'on
Wind me up
You wound us up so now we bound to pound ya
Wind me up
Everybody
Wind me up
You wound us up so now we putting it on ya
(Natural E)
E, Shock and Hump, we putting the bump
You wish for, Hump's back so pump that
It's supposed to lift your
Body up, we got enough
And prob'ly bust the floor up
Shock you know what?
(Shock G)
whats up E?
I think this track's about to blow up!
(Hump)
Y'all thinkin' what I'm thinkin'?
I'm drinkin' what you drinkin'!
So break it up with a crowded thrust (?)
with the bottles up, everybody's sickin'
to witness the fitness
State to state, don't miss this
Kisses to the Miss's
Love hounds who are on my blood hound
We plug sounds throught the nation
true power chasin' blue ha hoo-rasin' (?)
DU, and E too, y'all 'bout to shout
We 'bout to place it
High rank, drop stop and bank
This spots about to get hectic, expect it
We got the drank so we got to drank
It won't be degelected, accept it
(chorus)
(Hump, singing)
If it ain't deep it ain't me, bay-bay
Do you take it through a fantasy, bay-bay
The smooth-cool faker is a live wire baby
Sons of the P is packing this hi-fi figures
And we're in the mood to play (play)
We're going to do away with he say she say
(Shock)
Nas, you can have the world I want the Universe
Not for myself but for all other's first
(Hump, singing)
It's time, I'm ready to shine
I'm ready to see if I can walk through my mind, Like AMG
I'm not no high, not even lifted yet, only strengthed from the gift that
you give
(chorus)
(Hump)
Puttin' in on ya, bone-ing your ear drums
Dum-dums, forgot that we can come-come
Yum-yum, we bring it different
You bring it hum-drum
You're too cool, you can't risk it
I'm bis-quik
I bubble when you turn the heat up
I'm trouble around the honies, I eat up
DRAWRS
Tasty, like bean dip
Frisky like catnip
wind me up, FAT HIP
The big nose, back with the big bouncy track
We got the bass bouncing back
They got me started, so I'm bomb it like I farted
Take the rap sheet and part it
Let my dog take a spill on it
Never phoney on it, ya I still want it
But those shmoes knows how it goes so yo let me flaunt it
I boom-boom on it, take it anyway you want it
Glazed, extra mayonaise with no balogna on it
poopty scoops and Humpty clumbs the lean cuts
Deez nuts get busted clean, whut
I'ma tell ya what's been missing from the rap game...
This type of shit! Sang!
[Chorus: Shock G]
Don't be afraid to let a brother funk with you
Would you let a nucka doo woo you (x3)
Don't be afraid to let a brother funk with you
Yeah, would you let me doo woo you
[Shock G]
Yo, I've got plenty of love
But I got no love for anybody trying to keep me down
I got a lot of love for all the ones who got my back
But not the monkey that's riding on it
They ride to hear a brother say 'shaggalackfragganack'
You know what I mean ... nothing
But like an FOI I can't tell a lie
I get too much juice when you turn me loose
And like fruit from a tree's got vitamin C
I'm from the Darkside and I'm fortified
I got the kind of vitamins to creep beneath your skin
That's why you're so afraid to let me in
I'll take you to a whole 'nother level
You know I got the Main Ingredient
So just keep on fronting
Gotta, gotta, gotta keep on fronting - keep on, keep on
Keep on running your mouth and pumping the lies
So I'm punking you out
Invest in all the young, funky minds of today
Infesting all the young, funky minds with the FADES:
Falsely Acquired Diluted Education Syndrome
That's why I need a Bodyhat
To block all the ooey-gooey brainwashed nuts with the bag
Make them drip back up the shaft of the system
uh-huh, I just dissed them
[Bridge: Shock G]
You make me out to be the devil
Afraid that I'm a take you to a whole 'nother level
You know that I'm a creep beneath your skin
[Chorus]
[Saafir]
Well, what do we have here
Sheer bliss, Saafir hears this so
We getting our grind on
Put a little tuning and your grooming
They want us to zoomer-zoom, we already zooming
Putting on my mans, gotta think fast
I'm a lifesaver so I play blast
I'm drinking out the glass but the water ain't pure
And they wonder why I don't want to do you
First of all, you're scandalous
And I'm too real so you can't handle this
Then you'll throw a fit and tell me I ain't shit
Go fatten up your lips
Or better yet go put some rhythm in your hips
I'll flip, never will I slip
On a front took her bust up
So now what? I'll tell you what:
Why don't you get a clue from within, mark
Otherwise I'm gonna creep beneath your skin
[Chorus]
[Shock G]
A wing-ding ding-a-ling, listen to me sing
I like chicken wings
All living things get treated like a brother
Cause I'm a planet Earth lover
And I'm surviving, I keep striving
Alive in my blood's the God from up above-uh
I gain strength from my mother
I'm potent cause soul is what I'm toting
Style runs deep in my family tree
Yeah, that's me
See, it's gonna feel good when I run right through you
So let me do you
Open up and take a bite of me, chew me up
Try to swallow my blackness. Go on, taste it
Face it, it's fact that you're attracted to my style
But still you lie to me
You see, being afraid is the same as being shallow
So why follow the masses?
We're in the Nineties
Try to release your mind and be deep
Peep/peace
[Money-B]
Show me a cat, wouldn't hesitate to skin it
Now they're puttin words in it, so now I need a Body-ody Hat
For my mouth, (roof! roof! roof!) is the sound
Cause the clowns keep doggin me
[Saafir]
I need a Body-Hat, it'd probably be fat
If I could get two-for-one with the poems intended
In comes the cream from under the spleen
So I scream, I dream (what a nut), ooohwee
[Humpty-Hump]
Maaan, the heebie-jeebies I see
The rhetoric and chatter that I hear
I feel like suin, primetime radio
It's got my mind and my body in fear
Keeps doin me in the ear
[Shock G]
The TV's trying to gee Shockalock's mind
And Shockalock's [?] got a Body-Hat, blind
I'm not so I block brainwashed nuts with the bag
Like TV on the rag
[Shock G]
She used exchange the head but now
Instead, she just wanna rub me down
[Humpty-Hump]
But I said no, you gotta wait for the Nose to go
Yo, my woody wants to get into the flow
[Shock G]
But now they just wanna rub em down
They used to be quick to lick, the tricks
"Protect yourself against FADES: Falsely Acquired Diluted Education Syndrome"
[Money B]
When it goes down you don't get burnt you get smoked
What up, Doc? Murder she wrote was the verdict
Heard it ain't safe anymore, sure, jeez
Or could it be that I'm the disease locked in my Body-Hat
Protected from you or you from me
Or us, whatever, birds of a feather together
I'm too clever, America ain't with it
[Saafir]
Gotta get that head up out
A wider thing, can I swing, without a doubt
Get lubrication, my news station places me in a limbo state
Wait, things stay hard, things stay hard, things stay hard
My erection decks it with an uppercut
Straight to the jaw, watch my pelvis bouncing the butt
Squeeze my bosoms (titties), oh yeah
[Shock G]
Cheese, put some cheese
A fat can of pinto beans
Between your knees
Cabbage and greens and rice
That's why cats chase mice
Shrimp-fried rice falafel
Roscoe's chicken and waffles
The condoms were invalid
Butter beans with egg salad
They was quick to exchange the head
But now instead, they rub each other down
[Humpty-Hump]
PeeWee came needy with the D-flo
But I said, yo, take it slow cause he knows the flow
[Shock G]
She used to be quick to lick, the trick
But now she just wanna rub em down
[Humpty-Hump]
PeeWee came fat with the D-flo
But I said, yo, take it slow cause he knows the flow
[Shock G]
She told him to strap his 'zack with the hat
Cause she didn't want to catch his fleas
[Humpty-Hump]
But it was all a bit in the wrong Christmas tree
So let's all light up a pack of butter beans!
[Shock G]
Rub me down, tonight
Just rub me down, tonight (x2)
[Digital Underground]
Body-hats, lookin for the Body-Hats (x8)
[Humpty-Hump]
Latex for my eyes, to protect me from the TV lies
"Barring abstinence the Body-Hat is the best known protection
Against FADES: Falsely Acquired Diluted Education Syndrome?
[Humpty-Hump]
Yeah, I need a jim hat form my ears
Blockin out somebody else's fears, know what I'm sayin
Yo, check this out, check it out
[Shock G]
She used to be quick to lick, the trick
But now she just wanna rub em down
[Humpty-Hump]
How about a big plate of curried goat with some barbecued oxtail?
[Shock G]
Yeah, keep rubbing that lotion on meee
[Humpty-Hump]
How about a big bean sprout tofu burger, know what I'm sayin
[Shock G]
She used to be quick to lick, the trick
But now she just wanna rub em down
[Humpty-Hump]
She just wanna rub em dooownn
Body-ody, ody-odeee
Yo, how about a big plate of curried goat
With some barbecued oxtails, know what I'm saying
Yeeahh, I need latex for my eyes
To protect me from the TV lies, y'all
Check it out, uh, a fat can of pinto beans
[Shock G]
Rub me down, tonight
Verse 1 *(Shock G)*
Mammy, zammy, damn there's nothin to me
but when they rock us in the streets we say "Ooo-we"
you see the freak in the beat, she do me
I hit that mitty-bitty wit the sticky ooo-we gooy
I got more funk in my left in my left pinky toe
I got more soul in my style
then they will ever know
I got more rhythm than I'll ever need to show
we got them groceries bro
yo Luniz let go.
Verse 2 *(Numskull)*
I got the flow so let the Luni man take over
get deep into my hold
if ya lost, then picture gold
I heard styles that others stole
but it's no original flow
like the Luniz an the man wit the nose.
Verse 3 *(Yukmouth)*
Notice my flows kick like a loaded Mac-11
ghetto heavy, could climb wit mo "Good Times" than James Devin
glock wars
meanin you critize Tupac for
homies in the hood, we strap Rugers an "We Got More".
Chorus *(Shock G)*
Didn't ya know
our brothas got more
so check the new flow
cuz here we go-e-o-we-oh.
Look how we throw
a lil sumpthin to roll to
hold you, from the O-we-O-we-O.
Verse 4 *(Shock G)*
I got that Voodoo runnin through my veins
quit
surpressed yes
crazy no
not insane
I smoothie through the menu then I make my order
I got that dominate gene
so if ya 'noid hide yo daughter
the love ya givin is based on what I do for you
for the right amount of money you probably let me? you
I like to glide up in it, but I got my pride
ain't no whore
don't second guess yo man cuz he got more.
*(Chorus)*
Verse 5 *(Yukmouth)*
Studio gangstas wanna battle, well let's battle
I blasted
they plastic ass get put under ground wit the fragments.
Verse 6 *(Numskull)*
Snaggle tooth rhymers wit no flavor
save a gang a neighbors
then move away so they won't be called haters.
Verse 7 *(Yukmouth)*
Captain Save-A-Hoe
up-up an away ya go
the "O" is too unfadeable.
Verse 8 *(Numskull)*
But don't trip
get a grip
make ya own skit
be sure
before
you slide through the door cuz "We Got More".
Chorus *(Shock G)* 2x
Didn't ya know
our brothas got more
so check the new flow
cuz here we go-e-o-we-oh.
Look how we throw
a lil sumpthin to roll to
bump hoes to
It's not the weather, to wear no sweater.
(Chorus)
Sometimes she changed like the weather
But no one loved me better
I'll never ever forget her
My brand new sweater
Nobody got her wetter
She told me in her letter
I bought her food and fed her
My brand new sweater
(Shock-G)
Baby said, "Ooh baby shoo-be-dooh
Let's hook up again cause the loving is cool"
I said "Yo, I gotta go, I got a show"
She said "I know, after the show let me cook for you
If you're hungry, you never know
You might need help with your laundry
Don't hesitate to call upon me
Before you go, would you meet my mother
She lives right around the corner
It's not a bother, meet my mother!"
I said "Woah, woah, woah, baby slow it down
I said I gotta go, I ain't say I'm leaving town
I got your number, stop tripping
Why're you flipping? Had a great time
Let me get my jacket, I'm dipping."
Hate, hate, hate the way I felt like I dissed her
"Wait, wait, wait" cried the pretty, young sister
She said, "Shock, while I got this chance
I've got let you know that if you rip your pants
I'll beee there, to sew the hole for your butt
Want a nut? Call me up, I'll pick you up in my jetta
No one's got me wetter
Shock, I never got freaked better!"
She said "Here, yo, it's all in my letter"
See, I just met baby last night
We g'd
While I was sleeping she was up
Creeping around writing letters to me
Man, I hate somebody all up in my face when I'm sleep
But I ain't sweating it
"Look, I'll hook-up with you next week"
She said "Wait, let me walk you to the street, baby
Sweet thang, don't forget to ready my letter!"
Somebody please help me:
I'm stuck wearing a sweater.
It upsets meee, when she sweats me.
(Shock-G)
Pee Wee? He went down to Montgomery Wards
Howzabouta Money-B? He went down to K-Mart
Yo, Humpty! I challenge you to a game of dominoes
A game of dominoooess
(Money-B)
I've been sporting sweaters ever since I was a child
But nowadays sweaters kind of cramp my style
Cause up around the collar they be getting me hot
Believe it or not, my sweater used to the shot
The freak of my nature, my sweet, stick thing
But like George of the Jungle she had trouble with the swing
(Shock-G: Was she funking up the flow?)
Yeah, brah, she couldn't hack it
Started cock-blocking like a full metal jacket
Fingers did the walking, calling, tying up my phone
Boo had me under heavy surveillance at my home
Word to Mac Mone, suffocated my bone
Pulling on my hoodie in a nagging little tone
Where you going? Where you been? Who's Kim? Who's Felicia?
But I don't see no ring, I never met the preacher
I got to play you out, I mean the loving was phat
But you're a sweater, riding so heavy on my back
(Chorus)
She wore a lot of leather
Baby, drove a jetta
I never used to sweat her
Yeah, but that upset her
No-one got her wetter
She told me in her letter
I'll never ever forget her
My brand new sweater
(Saafir)
I got a brand new sweater
But I didn't get it from Mervyn's
Her friends be pulling wool but
My syringe pulls bull from the lens
Even then, I'll send you back for a refund
Plus she sport a good hat-terin (?)
That'd have been the end
If I let the sweater lay upon my skin
Great Scott, time for a rebate sale
We make mail, more than you think
As long as they're strong
And the cotton don't shrink
We can spend doe on a jane doe
Cause hoe got to have clothes, so
I buy the thread and let them weave
Leave it alone if you don't want to get worn out
I've got legions of sweaters for the seasons
I got blue when I'm sad, red when I'm mad
Pink cause I'm ticklish
When I'm being laid in green
When I'm getting paid
I don't have a problem if you wanna jock me
See cause, gs is what you're gonna clock me
Go ahead, knock me if you think I'm not shit
But when it comes to sweaters?
Saafir's a perfect fit
(Chorus)
She was real go-getter
Her cheese smelt like cheddar
She let me use the credit
Yeah, but just forget it
She cried when I upset her
I should've treated her better
Mmmm...
New truth seekers from all walks of life
Teachers should be unbiased on race, creed, sex,
Economic background, age,
and/or every other usually opinionated options one might have in the brain
Free your mind and you ass will follow
The kingdom of heaven is within.
So you've come from a long ways to go
Endowed with the flow and the destinies to grow
Into what you've come to be, the sons of the P
As it is so shall it be the max
If being is what it's all about
You as I as we, be maximum is
All that can be you be, sons of the P
Graduation is upon you
Relax your mind and let your conscious be free
Relax your mind and let your conscious be free
Release your mind and let your instincts flow
Release your mind and let the funk flow
Release your mind and let your instincts flow
Release your mind and let the funk flow
Release your mind and let your instincts flow
Release your mind and let the funk flow
Release your mind and let your instincts flow
Release your mind and let the funk flow
We are here to let you flow
Raise your hands and let 'em go
We are here to let you flow
Raise your hands and let 'em go
So we go, portfolio dolio
Dodio doe, sons of the flow
Portfolio dolio
Dodio doe, sons of the flow
Some say we're the sons of the preacher
Some says we're the sons of the prophet
But most of all we need the funk, got to have the funk
We are the sons of the P
So we go, portfolio dolio
Dodio doe, sons of the flow
Portfolio dolio
Dodio doe, sons of the flow
We are the sons of the P
Your present state of mind, you're happiness
You're spiritual creativity will be at its best
But first we must undress the clothes of society
Oh yes, we must undress the clothes of society
We're pulling down the pants to your mind
This time we'll make love to your intellect
The people in control are working very hard
To keep your natural desires in check
The things we bring will scatter sunshine
In those times of rain
So enter near and have no fear
And we'll set free the pain
Take me away, let me fly
Some say we're the sons of the preacher
Some says we're the sons of the prophet
But most of all we need the funk, got to have the funk
We are the sons of the P
Never bringing a short to you
A new candle wax for your jeep, doo doo
What you like as long as it's hype alright
And the doctor said you don't need a thing
We are here to let you flow
Raise your hands and let 'em go
Yes, we are the sons of the P
Take me away
And as you have grown into
What you and only you can be
Sons of the P
Go forth and funk 'em
Pack your bags, we're gonna take a trip
Don't watch your intuition, let your thought waves slip
To another level where the funk is fat
If I toast to the rhythm would you drink to that?
I won't try to judge, just letting you know
We need more sun if the P's gonna grow
We need more sun, sons of the flow
Portfolio dolio
'Round and 'round, and 'round and around
So you've come from a long ways to go
Endowed with the flow and the destinies to grow
Into what you've come to be
And only you can be sons of the P
As it is so shall it be the maximum izness
Graduation is upon you, go forth and funk 'em
Fuck 'em, just to see the look on their face
Some say we're the sons of the preacher
Some says we're the sons of the prophet
But most of all we need the funk, got to have the funk
The Humpty Dance lyrics
Verse One: Humpty Hump (Shock G)
A'ight, stop whatcha doin'
'Cause I'm about to ruin
The image and the style that ya used to.
I look funny,
But yo, I'm makin' money, see
So yo world I hope you're ready for me.
Now gather 'round
I'm the new fool in town
And my sound's laid down by the Underground.
I drink up all the Hennessey ya got on ya shelf
So just let me introduce myself
My name is Humpty, pronounced with a Umpty.
Yo ladies, oh how I like to funk thee.
And all the rappers in the top ten, please allow me to bump thee.
I'm steppin' tall, y'all,
And just like Humpty Dumpty
You're gonna fall when the stereos pump me.
I like to rhyme, I like my beats funky,
I'm spunky. I like my oatmeal lumpy.
I'm sick wit dis, straight gangsta mack
But sometimes I get ridiculous
I'll eat up all your crackers and your licorice
Hey yo fat girl, c'mere - are ya ticklish?
Yeah, I called ya fat.
Look at me, I'm skinny
It never stopped me from gettin' busy
I'm a freak
I like the girls with the boom
I once got busy in a Burger King bathroom
I'm crazy.
Allow me to amaze thee.
They say I'm ugly but it just don't faze me.
I'm still gettin' in the girls' pants
And I even got my own dance
{Chorus:}
The Humpty Dance is your chance to do the hump
Do the Humpty Hump, come on and do the Humpty Hump
Do the Humpty Hump, just watch me do the Humpty Hump
Do ya know what I'm doin', doin' the Humpty Hump
Do the Humpty Hump, do the Humpty Hump
Verse Two:
People say "Yo, Humpty, you're really funny lookin'"
That's all right 'cause I get things cookin'
Ya stare, ya glare, ya constantly try to compare me
But ya can't get near me
I give 'em more, see, and on the floor, B,
All the girls they adore me
Oh yes, ladies, I'm really bein' sincere
'Cause in a 69 my humpty nose will tickle ya rear.
My nose is big, uh-uh I'm not ashamed
Big like a pickle, I'm still gettin' paid
I get laid by the ladies, ya know I'm in charge,
Both how I'm livin' and my nose is large
I get stupid, I shoot an arrow like Cupid,
I use a word that don't mean nothin', like looptid
I sang on Doowhutchalike, and if ya missed it,
I'm the one who said just grab 'em in the biscuits
Also told ya that I like to bite
Well, yeah, I guess it's obvious, I also like to write.
All ya had to do was give Humpty a chance
And now I'm gonna do my dance.
{Chorus}
Breakdown:
Oh, yeah, that's the break, y'all
Let me hear a little bit of that bass groove right here
Oh, yeah!
Now that I told ya a little bit about myself
Let me tell ya a little bit about this dance
It's real easy to do - check it out
Verse Three:
First I limp to the side like my leg was broken
Shakin' and twitchin' kinda like I was smokin'
Crazy wack funky
People say "Ya look like M.C. Hammer on crack, Humpty!"
That's all right 'cause my body's in motion
It's supposed to look like a fit or a convulsion
Anyone can play this game
This is my dance, y'all, Humpty Hump's my name
No two people will do it the same
Ya got it down when ya appear to be in pain
Humpin', funkin', jumpin',
Jig around, shakin' ya rump,
And when the dude a chump pump points a finger like a stump
Tell him "Step off, I'm doin' the Hump!"
{Chorus}
Black people, do the Humpty Hump, do the Humpty Hump
White people, do the Humpty Hump, do the Humpty Hump
Puerto Ricans, do the Humpty Hump, just keep on doin' the hump
Samoans, do the Humpty Hump, do the Humpty Hump
Let's get stupid!
{Chorus}
Oh, yeah, come on and break it down
Outro:
Once again, the Underground is in the house
I'd like to send a shout out to the whole world,
Keep on doin' the Humpty Dance,
And to the ladies,
Peace and humptiness forever
Featuring KRS One]
Yo yo you know whassup!
Turn this up right now
Ha hah! Hah!
Like that y'all you don't stop!
It's the Digital it's the KRS One with the Digital!
Yo you know whassup with that
We bout to set it on you
Ha hah Ha Hah HA HAH!
Follow me the massive follow me the massive
Follow me the crew follow me crew
KRS One BDP comin through
Money B Shock G Hump ty Truck Turner
KRS-One, The T'cha, you the learner!
Big Pun havin fun, with BizMarkie
Down with D.J., J-Z you see
In New York City all the way to Compton
We rockin like this cause you know we stompin
Mystik, you know you got the lyric
When everybody come out, you got to hear it
Digital Underground, with the metaphysical thunder sound
KRS from the Boogie Down like that y'all
Ya don't quit, keep on!
Wadda-bye-bye-bye, wadda-bye-bye
buh-bye-bye, buh-bye-bye, by-bye
All you got to do is follow the music
And listen for the rhythm.listen for the rhythm
[Humpty-Hump (Crowd) x4]
Now here we go (HERE WE GO!)Come on (COME ON!)
[Chorus x2]
BOTTLES UP! It's a holla holiday
PUT 'EM DOWN! Break me off some love
[Humpty-Hump]
Now bottles up, fall in line
It's about that time to take your coat off
Let's have a toast, coast-to-coast
Show to show
[Shock G]
So, holla at me
A brand new holiday for players of all kinds
Rich, poor, blind
Yellow and red, wake up the dead!
[Humpty-Hump]
Shine the lights, this is Harlem Nights
True, Digital U and Papa Hump's
Bringing that slump you can bump to, boo
[Shock G]
Don't be sleeping
Here's the opportunity to let that dove out
[Humpty-Hump]
We looped up Public Enemy in the drums
To make you bug out
[Shock G]
Lace me! We's about to do what they don't
Housing! Ready to hit the year 2010
[Humpty-Hump]
I work that brown nose
Hoes usually laugh
We cruise all through shows
With us, the Underground will blast you
[Shock G]
Out of the frame
Can your brain stand a taut sack of deez nuts
[Crowd]
WE WANT SHOCK-GEESUS!
[Shock G]
Yo, I want you back
[Humpty-Hump]
Fat tracks I've heard
But them words got me debating
All them dumb songs, cloned
Got that tone, you've been waiting
[Chorus]
[Clee]
Well, next up in line to toast ya
Clee and my man John Doe-ja
We got that bump that'll shake you up
It'll wake you up like Folger's
Coffee, back up off me
Cause we be super-saucy
