[Kid]

Alright, we wanna thank y'all for comin down here

Listening to what we had to say

Before we go, we'd like to take a few questions

Eh - anybody that got a question?



[man]

Yo, hold up

I got a question, Kid 'N Play

How come y'all don't make records about the big brown booties?

What, y'all too clean to curse?

You can't curse?

What's up with that?

The booties...



[Kid]

Yo Play, take this one



[VERSE 1: Play]

We wanna be a part of an elite group of people

(Lyrics are swift and strong) never feeble

What we said yesterday will stand by tomorrow

While some chose to borrow

Brothers are frustrated, cause they wanna live like us

Don't wanna ride the bus

So with the tail pipe draggin

They choose to ride the wagon

Of a band of rappers who like braggin

About the girls they had and cold taxed

Then put the story on wax

First it was cool, Kid and I did the same

When I look at it now, the tales have changed

No simple stories when the beat kicks

They even talk about when she sucked their -

(Wow! all that? hey, why not just chill?)

Hold up Kid, it gets more ill

The records get large, and now they're stars

Drive fat cars and lead an entourage

Now all that's cool, but what about the kids around the way

Who hang on every word you say?

Got their attention, created a thirst

But it can't be filled with curse after curse after curse

Don't like to judge a man's craft

But just think before you laugh

About the money you're rakin in

There's young minds out there you're breakin in

Sorry, didn't mean a long drawn-out lesson

(Yo, nuff said) next question



[man]

Hey yo Kid 'N Play, what's up?

What's up with Vanilla Ice and Luke Skywalker tryin to dis y'all

What y'all soft or something?

Ha, what's up?



[Play]

Crazy?!

Yo Kid, you take this



[VERSE 2: Kid]

Now it never ceases to amaze

How the public jumps on every new fad and faze

Regardless to whether there's talent or not

And most times it's the talent they haven't got

But that don't matter in this day and age

Soft silly suckers seem to be the rage

So let's all sing a song of six pence

Another white boy kickin pure nonsense

He's a pitiful individual

From whom I didn't hear anything original

Claimin to dance better than those that created the Kickstep

(Is he stupid?) yup, yup

Bitin that chant from an old black frat song

Enjoy your fame, it ain't gonna last long

Pretty soon you'll get your just deserts

The brothers always boo you, and we know it hurts

Now let me pull another man's card

>From the land where the bass hits hard

Miami, where he and his bums rap

Wearin a scarf that's lookin like a dunce cap

Last year's dis didn't amount to much

You swung first, now here's the counterpunch

The only way you get attention on your records 

Is cause you talk dirty and your dancers are half-naked

But after a while we got the low-down

The record sales started to slow down

Concerts cancelled, petitions passed out

Homeboy was ass out

To sum it up, you gotta be able to teach

Something positive if you're gonna fight for free speech

Comin from the 2 that's never fessin

(Very well said!) Thank you - next question



[woman]

Wait a minute, wait a minute

Kid 'N Play 

Why y'all always dissin the sisters

I heard you only like light-skinned girls

What's up with that?

Yo, what's up with that man!



[Play]

Yo, calm down 

Yo, I'ma make this short and to the point



[VERSE 3: Kid & Play]

It's rare in life we find someone to give us love

A gift from God above

It took us long to seek it, then friends critique it

Cause they ain't the same color, or the way they speakin

It's not right

Or coincide with the fight

Ending prejudice

Not just against us

OK now, don't mean to get off track

But you've questioned my taste as though it's not black

And based on that you try to count him out

And not take the time to see what I'm about

I'll say I'm sorry if you feel that way

It's a shame, you mighta been the girl for Kid or Play



[Kid]

I'm sorry, that's all the time we have for questions right now

I'm glad we were able to clear a few things up

[Play]

Yeah yeah, you know what I'm sayin?

That's - ehm, real entertainment for ya

[both]

Proper!



(Can you dig that?)

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