Lyrics:
And a little crowd gathered to watch you pick yourself up
Joining the queue at the video library
To watch ninety five minutes of simulated torture
And only recoup to pay back what you sold
Over budget your video, got pimped like a hoe
My niggas move slo-mo like robotic clones
I'd rather be alive
'em real thick and juicy
So find that juicy double baby cake's in trouble
Begging for a piece of that bubble
So I'm looking at rock videos
cells divide, multiply
and when you get out you'll be doing your time
it's an easy face for a pretty place
and if you play by the rules you'll be
Because my woman is fine as wine
And she goes by the name of Louis Line
But she didn't come here with me this time
I'm feeling real sad, but not that bad
Even some rappers, frontin' in their videos
Nothing but Oreos, tryin' to be memorial
I'm not impressed, by the way some stars
perpetrate to be
All rise and come to order
Bailiff start the video recorder
You've been sworn, what's your
Complaint?
Speak up son, don't hesitate!
He presided
to ill
You can't talk the talk
You can't walk the walk
Been dwelling with the muggers
And the murderers talk
Your shocked by the way I
Regulate ya'
for a piece of that bubble
So I'm lookin' at rock videos
Knock kneed bimbos walkin like hoes
You can have them bimbos
I'll keep my women like Flo Jo
of living in the old days?
Mind burdened by the old ways?
Keep trying to forget about it?
Watch a video, don't fret about it (no)
You don't need it, why
Well, it's the hardest part you'll never know
Yeah, it's the hardest part you'll never know
I tried to capture it on video
But it's the hardest
the time, yeah
It's got a video of my mom and dad back home on Saturday night
You know that I'm there
Kids believed to be a sin
Pop says something
low but I don't wear a hoodie
Run to the store 'cause Diamond got the goodies
And the treats and the beats for the Jeep
That were made by me
the credit for your second symphony
Rewritten by machines and new technology
and now I understand the problems you can see
I met your children
What did
away
And live it like it's the first day
Of the rest of your li-ife
Just stopping by
To let you know what's up
Give you a call to see what you're doin'
boulders
Rollin with my chip Motorola
Blazer all fucked but I ain't walkin
Head feelin light cause my stomach startin to talkin
As I roll by hoes yellin
we're gonna take a meeting
With the radio promo
And the marketing homos
To see if we can get a green light
So we waited by the phone
And they finally
It seems you're always looking for a new RELIGION
DROWN YOUSELF IN ABSOLUTION
To excuse YOUR SINS
NOWADAYS it's easy to be swayed
By IMAGES
My old flame, my wife,
Poor ghost old love
My old flame, my wife,
One day in June, I drove by our old house in Maine
Everything changed for
the right bass and the right rhymes
Got discovered, your chance of a lifetime, got a contract big
Now you pushin' cassettes and compact discs
Doin' videos
I take the loot I got and call a cab and go
'Cause now-a-days you can't smile up in your video
I'm livin' off sour milk and cold cereal
My moms
ain't no sucka
'Cause all my niggaz fucked her
(CHORUS)
Well here we go in this video bitch
Crabs on her pussy, got no choice but to itch
Yo, she
You fake rappers get the boot
Sprayed like brew, I'm shootin f.a.g.'s at they video shoot
I bump your ass off quick, so yo, muthafuck karate, boy
knock my tapes over
Some videos fall down
I finally find a quarter
But it's stuck to the floor between the records at the wall
I go and fetch a broom
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