Prince
Prince - Dead On It lyrics
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I turned on my radio 2 hear some music play I got a silly rapper talking silly shit instead Sayin? the only good rapper is one that's dead on it Uh, dead on it Shall we go back? (Yeah!) Let's go Negroes from Brooklyn play the bass pretty good But the ones from Minneapolis play it like it oughta should A mackin? fro is better when U got a blue bonnet And the 2 and fro is funky when the grease is dead on it Funky dead on it Uh, dead on it Shall we go back? Let's go Funky dead on it, wow See, the rapper's problem usually stem from being tone deaf Pack the house then try 2 sing, there won't be no one left On it Parking lots on fire, brothers peelin' outta town They say in disgust, been singin' their guts Rappin' done let us down (down, down) We got 2 be dead on it Dead on it (Dead) All the sisters like it when U lick 'em on the knees Don't believe me? (No) Do it once then stop They'll be beggin? please, please, please (please, please, please) Shoo bee doo wa, dead on it What does that have 2 do with the funk? Nothing! But who's payin? the bills? If U don't wanna lick my knees I'm sho' your mama will, uh Cuz we, cuz we, cuz we dead on it De..de..de..de..de..dead on it, on it La, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la My bed's a coffin, Dracula ain't got shit on me My nickname's Hellzapoppin?, I'm badder than the wicked witch I got a gold tooth cost more than your house I got a diamond ring on 4 fingers, each one the size of a mouse They dead, they dead on it (Asses is crackin?) {x2} La, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la {x2} Wait now, hang up, dial tone on the 3 U know, U know I'm busy, 2 scizzy Can't nobody fuck with me! Cuz I'm dead (on it, on it, on it) on it (Shoo bee doo wa wa, dead on it) Dead on it, on it, on it {fade out} Dang, dang, dang, dang (Dead on it) Shoo bee dang, dang, dang, dead on it Dead, dead on it