You do not dig them, so you say Try them, try and you may Try and you may, I say
Slave on your dollar bills that builds upon your ignorance Significant, you never beat one-two one-two Since I supposed, no boastin' I'm keepin' soaps in my like coke stem
For the silence of the swine, sittin' on my slim chews Liquor on the lamp, sippin' as a cow moves my head over speak of a censor Morse code but Three had no credenza
Friends of align swine on the back stab Grabbin' greedy, now it's Rikers or My stick just flips, it's a stick up Misdirected Charlie Babbitt, mixed up
Three-fifths, three-fifths, this He used to roll, a man with three-fifths, a man his soul So is this equal or up your ass? Smoke who got your vote and rather slit your throat
Try them, bacon No I ain't eat none of that Try them, bacon No I ain't gonna eat none of
Try them, bacon No I ain't gonna eat none of Try
No no no, eggs and swine But keep edgin' to my plate, I step back and say "Thanks, 'cause I just ate", not I would eat it Even if I was hungry all the of the streets
That could have done me in I stay of all the evil all the envy And who used to be friendly Pretend to be down, but changin' real So heed the word, heed the word of my foot up ass
Kickin' a out, castin' a stone out Makin' water ripple but got nothin' the So now you sit there, big waves Talkin' my ancestors used to be from caves
time to wake up, bake the cake, and turn the page For now is the birth, the birth of the age We you and me all in a new time And give you somethin' better to dine on
Try them, souflee No I ain't gonna eat of that Try them, souflee No I ain't gonna eat none of
I not eat them with Prince Paul I not eat them with Low Rawls I do not like green eggs and I do not like 3rd Bass rhymes
My loops and and rhymes you never censor I'm scramblin' eggs on your credenza to your owns or you're blown to bits You're eatin' eggs while I'm swallowin' the grits
You sits on your bony ass I'm on the rhythm, I give 'em Gassin' me, you try to geez I'll 'em Like a 40 ounce the choice is constitutional Arrest in domes of full
I'm dickin' swine, I stick my neck out Give a slap here, put your head out Five G's explicitly you see the tells You put a sticker on my and my record sells
Sam I am not, with the not but Sam is So the critics all think they know what is I never seen you up at the corners Pops So what a Senator knowin' hip-hop?
Try them, souflee No I ain't gonna eat of that Try them, bacon No I ain't gonna eat of that
Try them, bacon No I ain't gonna eat of that Try them, try
Freedom of speech that is spoken in lips To who appreciate large tips, tippin' the scale is in favor of the man who can't stand the live flavor Bob's a jerk and he worked for the
Not X-Clan, but wax get taxed even if bland for educated street credentials And talk about life's bare essentials Put it to plate, 'cause the plate they deny it
But won't you a chance, or even a place to buy it Cry for freedom, but music's not free, choking Could never could ever could say needs to be spoken Put out, before I depart
Before I hit the Killdrews, he started the arts I got much better things, to do with my time Than to worry about the green and swine Try them, the eggs and swine
Much much better things to do with my Than to worry about the eggs The green eggs, the green and the swine
Bacon No I ain't eat none of that Try them, bacon No I ain't gonna eat none of
I not eat them here or there I not eat them anywhere I will not eat green eggs and He he he he but my itch