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My brothers and sisters I have a very |
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Serious message for you this afternoon |
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I must warn you, that a very serious day is on |
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The horizon for the United States of America |
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And a very serious day for the black man and woman in America |
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In the room of the rompin the devious mischievious |
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Kids be stompin If you don't believe me just stroll |
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With your gold fat rings and links |
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And they'll be fuckin with your head like the riddle of the sphinx |
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Question none, you're done, you're through |
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Everybody packs so you're jacked by the ABC crew |
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Another baby criminal living in the drama |
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With a trigga for a nigga like he's playing Joey Farmer |
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Now you play games for keeps, whoever sleeps |
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Will be rudely awaken the attitude be fakin |
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Don't work, they lurk, and then buck buck loose- |
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-n the trigger at random like duck duck goose |
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And you think they're only kids and toss toys |
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Instead yo they bringin blood shed like The Lost Boys |
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Word is born, to survive is bug |
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Now you get your growing pains from a 45 slug |
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This is Romper Room |
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All we can do is goin on (oh what's goin on?) |
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All we can do is goin on (oh what's goin on?) |
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Ayyo thanks to pop groups for givin the ass whippin |
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So a brother like the Brewin isn't slippin |
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I'm flippin in the year book, 8th grade |
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Kept the faith made the choice to grasp prime |
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Some they chose crime as their passtime |
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Heyo I used to play hide and go seek |
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Now you seek to destroy the 9 is a toy |
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In the game and you only played fame |
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When you cheat and looked at all the young girls cheerleading |
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They take severe beating from their man don't puzzle |
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Pursuin young kids, yo the dollar is a puzzle |
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Patty cake, patty cake, straight to the villian |
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Others pimp daddies gonna take you to the village |
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Some will play house if your tummy's gonna swell |
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Then your next baby doll ain't no toy from Matel |
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It's a hell that we're livin in and we're givin up sloppily |
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Shorties sellin rocks runnin blocks like Monopoly |
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In Romper Room |
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All we can do is goin on (oh what's goin on?) |
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All we can do is goin on (oh what's goin on?) |
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Used to play cach now the kiddies catch a bad one |
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Shit like this, old fogies, you never had none |
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Shorty on the corner only wanna rip the town up |
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Cops, ya need crops, you're gonna play round up |
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So pound up, lock away the key, throw the book at 'em |
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If you gave 'em work a while back would ya look at 'em |
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Like a punk brat livin fat in the vacant |
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Who can only learn from a billy club spankin |
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Little kids bringin wrath on the path to your doom |
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Yo ya better stash cash for your tomb this is romper room |
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All we can do is goin on (oh what's goin on?) |
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All we can do is goin on (oh what's goin on?) |
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Unless we, brothers and sisters, old and young |
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Rich and poor, educated and uneducated |
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Feel that spirit of bortherhood and family |
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All of us will suffer a great catastrophe in the next few years |
