Lyrics:
boys & girls, I'm Jimmy Carl Black
And I'm the Indian of the group
He is working the controls
Because all producers
Love to turn knobs they think it
Is
of honor, no ceremony or benefits
I gotta start us up a support group with a membership
Your girl's in the bathroom laying down white lines like supremacist
all of those silly ass rumple stilsken ass shit
I'm tired of all you sucka ass niggas
With the bally, with the bally membership
Working out
Looks like I hit the jackpot (Supervillain)
Hahaha, that's the best part of all
I'm working for the biggest group of villains this world has ever
Republicans changed the lock on heaven's door
Keys to the kingdom don't fill no more
The poor working man like me and you
If we ain't got money we
outstanding young man I think you'll do
So I took off my hat I said "Imagine that Huh Me working for you"
[Chorus]
Signs Signs
Everywhere there's signs
membership dues
Stand at the turret and contemplate life
Stay in the control group
So hide yourself in plain sight
You can focus on your rights
Experimental
bonds?
They surely do exist
But shouldn't be at center stage
Don't pretend your interests are determined
By the membership in certain social groups
Stop
Dominion
Frozen Image had connections with a group from our city called uh, Lo-Key
Who were signed to Jimmy Jam and Terry Lewis
And that's how I
your business.
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on it, make me go insane on it
See me with the gang so you know I put The Game on it
Push
Drugs like we got a membership
These are the keys you
girl)
I know that you want to get down
You do deserve to get down
Been working hard all week
Just trying to make your money
Girl go on and shake
you guys got the
Video dropping, you got the album dropping
Anything else gon' be happening? You guys
Producing other groups or anything?
Yeah that's
outstanding young man I think you'll do
So I took off my hat I said imagine that huh me working for you
Signs signs
Everywhere there's signs
Fucking up
for the strongest groups of coolness
To let go
So if I leave
Will you come?
So I dream
If they really want
It's a firing squad
It's a firing
sick of you little girl and boy groups
All you do is annoy me, so I have been sent here to destroy you
And there's a million of us just like me
Who
the same roof
So here these battles of wills
They beg for some proof
Of right versus wrong
Your approach seems better than mine
Though it's working for you
Idiot groups with no shape or form
Out of their heads on a quid of blow
The shapeless kecks flapping up a storm
Look at what they are: a pack
the nasty trashy hoe happy pappy
That's happy to be nappy
Me and Vin rock when spots hit flocks
And groups and troops with Timbo boots and jail suits
I was working in the lab late one night
When my eyes beheld an eerie sight
For my monster from his slab began to rise
And suddenly to my surprise
that nigga (style)
She'll probably answer back
"Don't ask me stupid shit, my nigga"
I'm a stone-cold degenerate, working out with no membership (yeah)
sick of you little girl and boy groups
All you do is annoy me, so I have been sent here to destroy you
And there's a million of us just like me
Who
'Til one day I grew suspicious
When I stepped on a crack on Aunt Edna's stoop
And got pooped on by a group of stupid pigeons
Then we flew the coop
the nasty trashy hoe happy pappy
That's happy to be nappy
Me and Vin rock when spots hit flocks
And groups and troops with Timbo boots and jail suits
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