1.I Ain't Trickin'
2.Under 21 Not Permitted
3.No More Mister Nice Guy
(ah yeah)
(y'all hip-hop hoes)
(check this out)
(bitch)
Yeah bitch
No more mister nice guy
Y'all bitches check this shit out right here now
Word up, baby
No more mister nice guy
Fuck all the bullshit
Fuck all that nice shit
No more mister nice guy
(you are not the sensitive man you used to be)
I used to be romantic and considerate
But now i hit the skins, i jump right in, and then get rid of it
Cause i remember when you used to treat me like a stepson
You hung around for fun but yo, i wasn't gettin wet none
Treated you like you was a star big as madonna
I took you out on dates to go eat steaks at benny harner's
I called you on the telephone to see what you was doin
Took a trip to the zoo and bulls were steady tryina do it
？？？ but i didn't get my rocks off
Talkin bout knockin boots, i didn't even get your socks off
Tryin everything inside the book to get you naked
I guess the candlelight dinners and spinners records didn't make
it
But yo, i'm still ringin your bell holdin roses
We might as well been eskimos in clothes rubbin noses
I woulda gave you stars from out the sky
But soon as i got the pie
Poof - no more mister nice guy
(you bitch)
Bitch you're actin real funny with your pussy
Yeah bitch
No more mister nice guy
Bitch i been waitin for like a fuckin month and a half
Word up baby
No more mister nice guy
What the fuck is the problem？
What's the problem？
Fuck that shit
No more mister nice guy
Fuck you and your pussy
(bitch)
(ah yeah)
(what's the matter, you're burning？)
Thinkin bout the times i opened doors and pulled your chair out
But now i got you stressed, lookin a mess pullin your hair out
I used to come and shower you with mad flowers and candies
But all that shit stopped when i got into the panties
Now you're steady beggin me to bang her
I come to bust a nut off of a blow job or fuck you with my
finger
Before i got the cunt i was your little rubber-duckie
But now you see me three times a month if you're lucky
I used to buy you clothes as we doze in a pocanose
Now you're gettin called all kinda hoes and a broken nose
Took you out for movies and dinner
Now i pack a snack and rent a blockbuster tape and run up in ya
Before i woulda done anything to see you nude
Now you ？？？ hump or gotta nease noff like ebeneezer scrooge
It ain't no more pickin you up dressed out in a suit and tie
Bitch, no more mister nice guy
Bitch, i'm tellin you right now
It wasn't all that
Aw fuck you
I don't want it no more
Suck my dick
Fuck your pussy
This stinks
When we first went to bed i used to leave your head spinnin
But now i hit quick and give a speed stick while in it
Yeah, i used flip you like jack the ripper the stripper
Now i'm ready to date when i get lipstick on my zipper
Just give me a cut, and all of a sudden
I'm steady (nuttin) (nuttin) right on your shirt buttons
So get a grip as my tip starts to sprinkle
It drips from your lip to your hip to your ankle
And that's for all the times you used to try to play me, baby
My name ain't miss daisy, but thanks for the ride, lady
Because you rode me like a hoe inside a rodeo
And now the nitwit is moby dick-whipped like toby-o
I wish you would light a cigarette that i chain smoke
The only coat i be puttin on is my raincoat
I used to treat the hookers flier than sky high
But now i'm a wise guy, no more mister nice guy
(you bitch)
Now i hope you bitches understand
I tried to tell you bitches
Suck my dick
Suck my dick
Fuck all you bitches
Fuck y'all
No more mister nice guy
Suck my dick and suck my nipple
Suck all our dicks bitch
Fuck you
No more mister nice guy
I don't give a fuck no more bitch, now i'm maaaad
No more mister nice guy
Come on, you bitches
Fuck that bitch
I'm really mad now
I'm telling you
You really got me pissed off
I can't have the pussy no more？
Fuck that bitch
Even if i have to take it
Don't make me take it
I'm tellin you
(take that, muthafucka)
4.Check The Bitch
(bitch)
Yeah
Y'all bitches check this shit out for the '95
My man comin atcha with this fat shit
Y'all bitches grab a hold of this shit
And hold this shit tight
Word up
Yo, i'm your typical nigga from the city
Most bitches hate me cause my attitude is shitty
I push up on em cause i see they lookin cute and shit
But then they gotta go and do some fuckin stupid shit
It don't suprise me though cause i always seen this in em
I only like them bitches when i got my penis in em
But i don't like so-called sophisticated women
Frontin they got pussies that be big enough to swim in
Got a little 9 to 5 thinkin she's a winner
Knowin goddamn well her boss is stickin dick up in her
You press her for the sex and she front like she ain't with it
And love to suck a muthafuckin dick, but won't admit it
She'll tell you she first started havin sex when she got older
Then throw her legs on your shoulders like she took up yoga
And some bitches be burnin, you niggas know the half
If you open up they pussy, you can see the movie 'backdraft'
She's waitin for you to stick your dick up in her cherry
To put your fuckin ass inside the cemetary
They talk too much, that's why i never date em bitches
Believe me when i tell you that i hate them bitches
But i love em when they suckin on my dick and shit
I bust a nut inside they mouth and they keep lickin it
And when i'm fuckin i leave they clitoris in stitches
My name is kool g rap and i'm checkin all you bitches
(bitch)
Yeah
This is for all you bitches out there in the world
Check it out
This is for you bitches from the other races
Used to be prejudiced, but now you smile in brothers' faces
Your parents raised you on some stay-away-from-niggers-shit
But now you fuck us cause you found out we got bigger dicks
And i remember slavery days when they sold and bought us
Now your little white daughters suck our dick for us
Spanish bitches wouldn't fuck nobody black and shit
Until we started gettin paid from off this rappin shit
Now they suckin on our dicks and callin us papi chulo
And teachin us spanish ？？？ bitcha ？？？ culo
Puertorican men get mad when niggas fuck they women
Can't stand the sight of seein a black dick goin up in em
But i ain't with discrimination, that's that wack shit
I could care less if you was purple and fuckin a black bitch
So if she lets your ass, go 'head and get some sex from her
God gave her the pussy, she can sleep with whoever the fuck she
wanna
The first time i saw some niggas with some chinese bitches
I asked myself a question： where the fuck they find these
bitches？
But then i had to learn that the money talks
And when your ass is broke, any honey walks
But fuck a hindu bitch, no, i won't be in a hurry
Because i know that bitch's pussy smells like fuckin curry
From the one that brought you road to the riches
My name is kool g rap and i'm checkin all you bitches
(break a bitch neck
Meanin break a woman's neck
Because she's a bitch？
It's sick, this is sick
It's gotta stop
It's psychics talkin shit)
(rap - it sucks
It hate it
It's just - you know
Niggers talkin)
5.Fuck U Man.
Since i made the record 'talk like sex,'
Bitches are comin' up with their friends for a nigga to hit the
skins.
Hopin' the kool g rap was just makin' rhymes,
But i'm leavin' bitches' vaginas with more stitches than
frankenstein.
Some even had the nerve to try to give me head,
And swallow the whole jimmy to make a nigga fed.
But come on you bitches, don't make me laugh;
You couldn't deep throat g rap if you was a motherfuckin'
giraffe.
Dag, some even fled when they saw the head,
Cuz g's dick would make you seasick fuckin' me in a waterbed.
Don't try to paly me like no sucker,
Cuz these bitches'll be callin' up dial-a-mattress like a
motherfucker.
You heard the song before; you don't wanna see me,
'i'll fuck you on the a-train while i write graffiti.'
I'll even fuck you in a taxi cab,
And after sex with a nigga you'll be buyin' a box of maxi-pads.
Soon as you open your legs,
No need for no birth control, bitch, cuz my dick is touchin' the
eggs.
Kool g rap, the pussy slammer;
Hell, i'd be talkin' fucked up grammar if you was bad mamma
jamma.
I ain't small, i'll have you cummin' like waterfalls,
And then turn them sugar walls into carnegie hall.
Leavin' my mark on bitches like zorro,
Plus fuckin' bitches so def like there won't be no pussy left
tomorrow.
Hittin' hoes like it ain't funny,
I think about bowls of cheerios because i want my nuts and
honey.
Talkin' to all the women that look fine,
Pretendin' my prick was moby dick and have a whale of a time.
Now i'm not a deep-sea diver,
But i love it when my dick's covered and smothered with saliva.
Shit, might even straighten out your dentures,
Because it's not just a blow job, honey, it's an adventure.
But 69, and i ain't with that：
I'll go to a chinese restaurant, bitch, if i wanna eat cats.
Because you gotta be brave to eat the tuna, g.
So when it comes to pussy-lickin', i'm the chicken of the sea.
I should be on the sex channel;
Not a chump cuz i'm givin' punk-bitches better humps than
camels.
If you're a virgin, i'll make it fit,
Because my dick'll pop the cherry and spit out the fuckin' pit.
And if you're concerned, my sperm don't burn,
And if it did, i'd give that nappy-headed ass a fuckin' perm.
Shucks, i instruct a fuckin' lesson.
You think it's painless？ i hit the anus and fuck up your large
intestines.
Leavin' you bitches stingin' from the bangin';
My man jimmy got a hole in his head, but yo, that nigga's still
hangin'.
Bitch, you'd rather hump a fuckin' whole army,
Cuz even the witness protection program couldn't hide this man's
salami.
You fuck around and catch a seizure,
Before i fuck a hoe i gots ta put the hooker under anesthesia.
Lettin' saliva dribble on your nipple,
Orgasms double and triple sit ripple and turn your ass into a
gripple.
Then i see you searchin' for the swellin',
Cuz i'm-a leave a hole so big your gynecologist might fall the
hell in.
Got damn! i hit the ham right;
Honeybuns, you can ask my three sons, i got the dick right out
the van dyke.
I'm fuckin' naked girls with fly rhymes,
But don't push me, because that pussy will be runnin' for it's
nine lives.
I know you hookers can't refuse this,
But dont' pick me to give no hickeys cuz i'm givin' bitches
bruises.
Yeah, i'll tear that pussy hole apart,
For fuckin' with g rap after dark, you'd rather jog in central
park.
So if you want kids before i fuck ya,
Look at the size of my dick, and you'll let out the
motherfuckers.
Shit, bitches get open like a can;
Just leave it up to g rap, cuz i'm the neighborhood fuck u
man...
6.Talk Like Sex.
'can't ya diggit, honey？'
'rated xxx'
For the ladies, one hundred and ninety-five pounds of beef,
Chinky eyes, curly hair and gold teeth,
Swingin' with this here stud, you need practice,
I'm leaving floods of blood on your mattress,
I'll leave you holdin' your swollen backside and rollin',
Fillin' all three holes just like bowlin',
Don't ask me what the price is,
But it's more than your battery-operated devices,
And i come fully equipped,
With a temperature adjustment to heat up the tip,
For demonstrations, watch me slam her,
You'll notice the sound of steady poundin',
Like a jackhammer once on it, ya can't cop out,
I'm poundin' ya down until your eyeballs pop out,
I'm not your ordinary player,
Because you'll leave in a wheelchair, dear, after i lay ya,
Get a grip on your headboard and hold on to it,
Or get sent right through it,
Bite your nipples when i lick 'em,
Not gentle when i stick 'em, huh,
I'll leave 'em lookin' like a rape victim,
Any girl who steps to it,
Ends up gettin' their stomach pumped like rod stewart,
I do a damn good job,
That's why -
Chicks are on my dick like a human shish kebab
Only nineteen and over permitted,
No matter how much young girls wanna be with it,
You ain't ready for the bed,
You still got a pussy like isaac hayes' head,
Come back in five years,
When ya grow some hairs and when ya started drinkin' beers,
I'm hittin' hookaz by the dozen,
Makin' ya wetter 'cause i fuck better than your husband,
Givin' ya girl back spasms,
Cause g rap has 'em orgasm after orgasm,
Change the sheets？ ya must be kiddin',
Ya gotta change the whole box spring,
I ain't bullshittin', you get hit with hysteria,
Cause i'ma bury a big one inside your private area,
All hell is in your tush,
When kool g. rap push pushes inside this bush,
Anotha homegirl flinches,
But i got inches for all you lil' wenches,
The letter g is better when it comes to the letter x,
An' i'ma talk like sex
Rated xxx
'can't ya diggit, honey？'
'rated xxx'
Some say that i'm nasty plus,
Hookaz are mad because they can't outlast me,
Girl, you ain't too small,
Cause i turn your crystal to one size fits all,
So if you're still confused when i'm screwin',
Let me explain to you exactly what i'm doin',
Exploring your body like a biologist,
Inventin' new ways just like a scientist,
Taggin' my name on your buns just like a printist,
While i'm hurtin' your ass just like a dentist,
You're so wild i feel like i'm a zoologist,
Stretchin' your shit more than a gynecologist,
I'm gonna twist your ass to death, miss,
And when you piss, you'll see more stars than an astrologist,
G rap is hot blooded, freakin' horny,
Far from corny, come and jump on me,
I'm not small and all, i won't break down a stall,
I drive the ass up the wall,
Nuts and everything are well in shape,
The only thing missin' on my dick is a cape,
Let's get togetha, honey, ya never know what's next,
And i'ma talk like sex,
Rated xxx
'can't ya diggit, honey？'
'rated xxx'
Big girls try to squash me,
But i think with my dick, honey, so come and brainwash me,
Hit the sack cause i ain't jokin',
Cause when i start pumpin' shit up, i leave it smokin',
So ya betta hold on tight all right,
Cause my dick is a brown stick of dynamite,
A stick, a trick, and it kills her,
I'm probably related to long dong silver,
But it gets gooder and gooder,
Every time i grab a hooka and i put her on my frankfurter,
Kiss your breasts to your navel and then i skip,
Cause the only thing i'm lickin' is your ass with a whip,
And it's a real freaky scene,
I'm hittin' girls with their heads in a guillotine,
Why certainly i'm squirtin',
Bust your nut and get up and wipe my dick on your curtain,
Pushin' your head to the pillow,
And givin' more pleasure than a double-headed dildo,
A big ass gives me a hard-on,
But i fuck bitches with titties like dolly parton,
Time or place doesn't matter to me, sweety,
I'll fuck you on the 'a' train while i write graffiti,
In a restaurant, takin' you straight to heaven,
In a cab or the back of 7-11,
Whether you're white and the music you like is rock,
You can come and get some hip-hop cock,
Consider this dick on your clitoris,
But never try to flex, cause i'ma talk like sex.
7.Lifestyles Of The Rich And Famous
I hop into the hot tub
To lay back and relax and get a scrub and a back rub
Sippin on some wine
The view is dope, you see the manhattan skyline
I got it made in the game
No stress, no worries, the only pain is the champagne
Put on the silk bathrobe
I liveth the life, plus i been around the globe
Throw on a barry white tape
While girls file my fingernails and feed me grapes
Step on a paddy-o and look at the city
No need to look for a girl, i got three right here with me
I'm gettin paid all at once
And i got money in jackets i didn't wear in five months
Nothin come up but fast bread
And i be countin it all while i'm layin in a brass bed
I got a maid and a chauffeur
Girls comin over, sit on a plush leather sofa
I got a smile on my face
Bank accounts and chase group signings inside my pillow case
Now i'm livin kinda fat
Cause i came from the street and made a g with a rap
Now you know what my name is
G rap livin the lifestyles of the rich and the famous
(i'm representin, puttin queens on the map) --＞ mr. cheeks
G rap livin the lifestyles of the rich and the famous
(i'm representin, puttin queens on the map)
(playin big willie style with the chauffeur
Yaknawmean？) --＞ junior m.a.f.i.a.
Lookin tv, which one you wanna watch, gee？
Cause i got sony, jvc, magnumvox and hitachi
See high prices are little to me
My suits are suede, plus robes are made in italy
Spendin money like water
Rich men across the border offer me their daughter
And i'm never in a slump
Cause my big pockets got more lumps than donald trump's
Pretty women in my face, see
Took gayle to bloomingdale's and met tracy at macy's
Suckin on money like a vacume
Never got it hard, cause i got credit cards that are platinum
Not to mention the gold visa
Got a safe in the wall behind paintings of mona lisa
Chandeliers in the hall
Ten stuffed deer heads are on my living room wall
More bills than stills ＆ nash
I like to flash, cause i got more stash than johnny cash
Gold faucets on my sinks
Inside of my bedroom i got at least 20 fish tanks
I got power, and i'm known
See, i can call the president up straight on that red phone
So now you know what my game is
It's the lifestyles of the rich and the famous
I get the opposite sex
Cause while i write out checks, diamonds are shinin in my rolex
My clout is outrageous
I'm on the phone with the owners of casinos in las vegas
Lookin heavy every day
I wear a pair of shoes once, and i'm throwin em away
Everything is like a breeze
I hired mp's just to guard all my ki's
Girls throwin lillies in my path
I got a yacht that makes the love boat look like a life raft
Mega-mega-mega-bucks
To make a deposit, i gotta call up armored trucks
Smilin while i'm stylin
I gave a girl her first lesson in sex on the virgin islands
Cause i'm the real money maker
More bread than a baker, the dead-president undertaker
A young brother gettin notes
I flew to london for the fog, just because i had the coat
So much money to spill
Whoever's not in my will might even get a mill
You want a car？ that's miniture
No cash, don't sweat it, because my credit is my signature
My name should be amos
Cause i'm livin the lifestyle of the rich and the famous
8.Enter The Dragon
9.I'm Fly
Why？
(cause i'm fly)
It's not a lie
(cause i'm fly)
I just ride around town in my caddy seville
Lookin buff, pockets stuffed with a grin on my grill
Rollin up my tinted windows, raise my antenna
Cause i'm not only fly, but i'm a big bred winner
Girls in bikinis in my back seat
As i'm doin 95 down a one-way street
Got proof that i paid for everything i bought
So if a cop tries to stop me, i'ma take him to court
Jump out my big car puffin on a cigar
Make my girls wait on the corner while i step in the bar
First i walk through the door then i ( ＊spitting sound＊ ) spit
on the floor
Give some money to the poor, because i always get more
Take off my black mink and order a drink
My pockets resemble manhattan bank
So on my big ropes is a gucci link
All the pretty girls wink and i tell em, 'you stink!'
Yes, i act so conceited cause i'm a full-breeded
Money-makin, not jamaican, and no way that you could beat it
No, i won't say hello and i won't say hi
And if you ask me why
(why？) cause i'm fly
No, i'm not high, like i said, i'm fly
Got a natural beauty ma beside my eye
I put my friends in a benz, i put my girls in pearls
Got the firmest epidermis with the silky curls
They call me pretty boy wihtout chips ahoy
This 86 audi is my brand-new toy
I don't gamble or bet, i just sip on a mo
Pull out my new blue bally's and my silk-suit set
Got a body like a boxer, the face of a god
'bout as pretty as a bitty, and i still hit hard
I carry on like a pimp, i even walk with a limp
In a fancy restaurant eatin lobbsters and shrimps
I bathe in champagne with a girl named elaine
In my jaccuzi with a uzi with suzy and jane
The ladies help me undress and start caressin my chest
Only big silk sheets on my fat matress
Whether with honey or not, i make money a lot
I always carry a knot, cause i'm a hi-jackpot
The millionaire of the year, and i'm a hell of a guy
And if you ask me why
(why？) cause i'm fly
It's not a lie
(cause i'm fly)
Morning velours in gold, another bathrobe
I was the sweets of the street when i was 12 years old
I never searched for a wife, or worked a day in my life
Cause while you're hookin i'll be cookin, lookin sharp as a
knife
So you can front if you want, cause in a matter of time
I'm headed straight for the top, and you'll be all on mine
Cause i'm mister spectacular, rich as a bachelor
Relax and count stacks as i max in my maxima
Fly negro, yes, that's me, bro
And when i play celo, i play for a kilo
My diamond rings glitter as i steer my almanetta
Chillin on my sofa with a dollar sign-sweater
The ruler, controller like the ayatollah
Snack on renola, then crack a cold cola
G rap and polo, your excellency, your highness
Just cuss or fuss, and i'll just bust your sinus
Countin my cash, plus mount my stash
Dump the cigarette ash on low-down trash
Marley's car is two-toned, and it's ended with chrome
And the bell telephone makes you feel at home
So remember kool g rap and his dj polo
We're the ones who made 'demo', and we're rockin the show
It's not a legend or fiction, it's not no lie
And if you ask me why
(why？) cause i'm fly
Yo yo yo yo..
Kool g, kool g
Yo man, tell me every time you walk down the street
Why don't those girlies let you walk by
Why？
(cause i'm fly)
Yo yo yo, kool g
You're a cool brother, man
Got all the girlies on yours
Tell me why
Tell me why
Tell me why
(cause i'm fly)
Yo, kool g, man
You're the flyest brother i know
Yo, why you got all the girlies on yours
Just tell me why
I wanna know why
(cause i'm fly)
10.Rhyme Tyme
{marley marl：}
Ladies and gentlemen
Back by popular demand
We got kool g rap and polo
Singin it is now
Rhyme tyme
rap：
I be funky to a junkie cause the rhyme is dope
I use my microphone wire like a cowboy rope
So i can lasso any rapper that think they can cope
And the microphone is my horror-scope
Magnificient and excellent cause i'm no scrub
I could rock in a club with only one light bulb
All i need is a mic and a crowd to react
And i'll turn a damn jam into radio shack
All suckers in a place i'll erase and replace
Just in case you wanna copy and trace
My word is superb, intoxicates like herb
Orally, musically, and mentally disturbed
Soundwaves are outrageous
I'm brave and courageous
Fillin up pages for ages and ages
Released to rock, too acquiesced to shock
All biters get writer's block
When it's rhyme tyme
To play this game you gotta be a rap pro
It's not dominos or tic tac toe
It's the rhyme tyme game, it challenges the brain
Strategy is the key to unlock the chain
My lips do not chat when i start to rap
Project my voice so loud, my tonsils flat
Excellence defense on the phonograph
Is dj polo, he's cooler than shaft
Fresher than a item that you find inside a deli
Fatter than the man that they call the fonzarelli
Colder than a icey, hotter than chili
Rap in every language, i can say it in suaheli
My body has a flavor, girls says i'm lickable
Daffy duck-mc's call it despicable
I say it's similar to fat, incredible
I got a taste, but it's not edible
I'm goin down as a mc champ
Kinda wet on the set, but it's just damp
Some day you'll see my face on a us stamp
Like evil knievel i jump and i ramp
In my rap i'm like an other johnny dangerously
I can do two things simultaneously
I can rap real fast and speed it up, and not a word you'll miss
I can slow - down - at - times - just - like - this
I can rap, stop - start it again
Then count to ten
With a 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
So there, my friend
I can box, do karate, or even do judo
Rap in spanish, but i'm not menudo
Ask me why i classify
My rhymes will terrify
It's rhyme tyme
Now i could rap to your sister
Or rap a tongue twister
Those who wanna bite it, it makes your lip blister
Cause i'm the guidin light, i recite on the mic
For parasites who bite it's gonna be frightnight
Mighty microphone phantom, my rhymes are fiery
Because of biters i write em in my diary
So don't dare, my idea is ideal
Polo is on the wheels of steel for real
？？？ this division the like micanician
What i wrote is voted unanymous decision
Eardrums are struck when he conducts a cut
If a sucker deejays, he gives an uppercut
Just like a dog kool g rap will train
Every bitin mc that went insane
At the top i will maintain
I'm not a lamebrain
I leave a bloodstain to show i give pain
Not a skinny dipper, a fat rolly-polly
My hair is very curly, it's like a ravioli
I'm very good at physic, and also scientific
My rappin has a meanin just like a hieroglyphic
The rhyme is very hot, you gotta blow on it to bite it
Sometimes i just recite it, but usually i write it
Girls make me grow just like pinocchio
Before the show i go： 'geronimo!'
Makin a video inside the studio
Never had the chicken pocks, the measels, mumps or polio
And you'll be sorry when you bite what i create
You say to yourself： 'i shoulda had a v-a'
Like the mayor i'm a ？？？, love pina colada
In copacabana with cherry and banana
Captivate your mind at the drop of a dime
My name is kool g rap and it's rhyme tyme
11.Riker's Island.
Well listen to me, you young hoods, this is some advice
You do the crime, you're payin the price
Cause if you're in the drug spots, sellin crack on the block
Snatchin chains, bustin brains, like a real hardrock
If you ever hear a cop say you're under arrest
Go out just like a trooper, stick out your chest
Cause you might have been robbin, you might have been whylin
But you won't be smilin on riker's island
Just to hear the name it makes your spine tingle
This is a jungle where the murderers mingle
This ain't a place that's crowded but there's room for you
Whether you're white or you're black, you'll be black and blue
Cause in every cellblock, there is a hardrock
With a real nice device that's called a sock lock
Don't ever get caught in a crime my friend
Cause this bus trip is not to adventure's inn
They have a nice warm welcome, for new inmates
Razors, and shanks, and sharp edged plates
Posses will devour, punks with power
After the shower it's, rush hour
So watch your back before you get sacked
These a bunch of maniacs that's about to attack
If you're a hustlin pro, keep a low profile'n
Cause you won't be smilin on riker's island
C-74, adolescents at war
Put your ear to the floor, you can hear the roar
They take you out of bc, they now found you a cage
All eyes are glued to you like you're up on stage
If you're soft as a leaf, don't get into a beef
And god be with you chief if you got gold teeth
Some try to be hard, front and say i'm god
Don't know a lesson say a blessin, you're gonna get scared
(yo call the c.o.) that won't be necessary
He'll watch him beat you down, and take your commissary
Inside the lunchroom, you meet your doom
Someone is lookin at your sharper than a tablespoon
Use your hands like a man, don't go out like a chump
Never 'fess, bench press so that you can be pumped
If you don't got a game, you get beaten as lame
And scared as a mouse in a house of pain
So to all the jailbirds that listen to hip-hop
Move your pelvis like elvis do the jailhouse rock
You might be coolin, you might be stylin
But you won't be smilin on riker's island
If you're on a drug tip, don't be a dumbo
Police investigate like columbo if they think you're sellin
jumbo
But don't get me wrong, it might be your thing
Whether smilin on the island, or singin in sing-sing
The way you're takin pictures and you're givin a smile
Cheerin, the priveledge for a long long while
So keep your money pilin, keep profilin
Cause ahh, you won't be smilin on riker's island
12.Keep It Swingin'
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