Yo ever since Jimmy Crack Con Rockin' on ever since the day I was born Yes we get busy whenever we have to perform Shaking your tooshie making your pussy get warm Ha ha ha until all you niggas is gone I be hittin' until the morning got you callin' my storm Bounce my niggas bounce my bitches (Bounce baby!) With the shit that do really have all you niggas going crazy Suffer from headrushes while niggas be smoking dutches Bitches be gettin' all in and they rippin' they pants crutches Wiggle they belly buttons Ay, wait a minute I wanna get all in it Long as my shorty with it You know I'm comin' to get it Doin' it to you makin' you really wonder who said it Swelling your melon while you yellin' Now check out the credit Giving it to you makin' you gimme back more (Coming through too!) Yes and we be kickin' down your door Keepin' it raw my nigga
: Ends, some people will rob their mother For the ends, rats snitch on one another For the ends, sometimes kids get murdered For the ends, so before we go any further I want my ends
I knew this cat named Darrell, he didn't have a dollar He was Harvard material, Ivy League scholar Had a Ph.D., had an M.B.A. But now he's waiting tables cause their's rent to pay Companies downsizing, inflation's rising Can't find a job, he's feeling kind of stressed Doesn't even feel the effects when he says Forgot to count how many times he been blessed So he falls off track, starts smoking the crack And once it hits his brain, starts a chain react Sells the shirt off his back, shoes off his feet He's losing all his teeth, now he's out in the street And all of sudden he's like, Jesse James Trying to stick up kids for their watches and chains But he's from business school, and he's nervous with the tool So he ends up on his back in a bloody pool
I knew this chick named Sally, she had a nice strut Knew what I wanted, she was up in the cut Swinging that butt, like race you out here Only rapped the benz, and rocked the fly gear Brand name wearing, champagne waving Jewels around the neck, live style she's craving Ain't no saving, she's doing enough spending If you do the lending, she'll do the bending Straight machine vending, it's money for take Shopping sprees get her on her knees And if you hit her with keys of your crib, you acting funny Come home one day, find her counting out your money >From the Wetlands, all the way to the Apollo If you're broke she'll spit, and if you're rich she might swallow
I knew these two homeboys, who made a lot of noise Making money on the block, kids was on they jock They was tougher than leather like Reverend Run DMC, they was toting guns And holdin' weight, goin' out of state Stackin' mad chips, and pushin' phat whips Fly jewels and golds, and got no job And then one did some kid, and one got robbed
Who put the doggy in the doghouse? You did, baby - you did Who put your granny in the grannyhouse? You did, baby - you did, baby Who put the bad in the madhouse? You did, baby - you did Who put that junk in the junkhouse? You did, baby - you did, baby
Keep your eye on things while I'm gone Keep a lid on things Don't you try everything while I'm gone Keep a lid on things
Who put the fun in the funhouse? You did, baby - you did Who put your dad in the halfhouse? You did, baby - you did, baby Who put the boys in the clubhouse? You did, baby - you did Who put the cat in the cathouse? You did, baby - you did, baby
Keep your eye on things while I'm gone Keep a lid on things Don't you try everything while I'm gone Keep a lid on things Keep your eye on things while I'm gone Keep a lid on things
Who dug the hole in the outhouse? You did, baby - you did Who put Whitey in the White House? You did, baby - you did, baby
Keep your eye on things while I'm gone Keep a lid on things Don't you try everything while I'm gone Keep a lid on things Keep your eye on things while I'm gone Keep a lid on things
I have walked this earth And watched people It doesn't scare me at all I can be sinsere And say I like them It doesn't scare me at all You can't say no to hope Can't say no to happiness I want to go on a mountain-top With a radio and good batteries And play a joyous tune and Free the human race From suffering It doesn't scare me at all I'm no fucking buddhist But this is enlightenment The less room you give me The more space I've got It doesnt scare me at all You can't say no to hope Can't say no to happiness It doesn't scare me at all I want to be on a mountain-top With a radio and good batteries And play a joyous tune and Free the A-human race From suffering It doesn't scare me at all This is an alarm-call So wake-up, wake-up now Today has never happened And it doesnt frighten me It doesn't scare me at all You can't say no to hope You can't say no to happiness It doesn't scare me at all
