[uncredited spoken word poet forms the intro] A tall, handsome, chocolate syrup kid in a boxcut hairstyle. Quiet manner was in tune with his, well-heeled patrons than his hip-hopping friends. "Who you up man?Yo' momma?!"
I wrote a the other day I hope you it
Roses are red, and violets are Sugar is sweet love, but not as as you Boogers are green, and doo-doo is is uphill but, not when you get down I said are red, and violets are blue Sugar is sweet love, but not as as you Boogers are green, and is brown
Life is uphill but, not you get down
Sticks and stones, and bones +Organic Electricity+ I'm alone, but not by choice I pick up the phone and I hear a voice pocus, boogedy boo Abra-cadabra, what's a to do? Back and forth, and open and And if you can't see through it then poke you holes It's like and dirt, water and sand Things tend to the hotter the pan Left and right, and right and
Wrong and guilty, and hung and old, and old and new Knew and never knew and tellin the like black and blue, and battered and bruised
And if you get away this one then, that'll be news I
Jack and Jill, and and +Scott+ and soda, a twisted plot Bums and cops, and quilts Pillows and blankets, cottons and
Mind so heavy the bed don't tilt Cuts and welts, and screams for
Eat and sleep, shit and shave Work and play, to the grave
It's all for nothin, or at all all for one, and one for all You better look up at me like I'm ten tall you're lookin down at me like I'm two feet small Hopes and wishes, and dreams It's and dirty, I wish it was clean Win or lose, smoke or And if you get from this one then, that'll be news I
Ready or not, and hot Tired and but haven't forgot
and shots, runs and drops Or buried alive under tons of A day, a wonderful night A pasttime just rockin the mic
A day in the life, a in a day You when they comin so you might get away
Space and time, and dimes Bass and rhyme that tickle your A brand new mind, a fresh One of a kind, and you find
and crews, weapons and tools Lovers and haters and teachers and Just try walkin one day in my socks and And if you get away from one then, that'll be news like