I liked.." "Chicken!"

 [Richard Pryor]
 You know that chicken I put in the refridgerator last night?
 Well I expect to find it when I get home  or else!

 [Pharoahe Monch]
 Damn it really hurts my heart to remember these (remember these)
 Days way back  in the seventies (seventies)
 The only AIDS you used to know was Kool AIDS
 Corn-bread, corn-rows, and corn-br-AIDS
 Pull up a chair, read a book like Dr. Seuss
 Peel off the skin, eat all the meat
 Nibble on the bone, and then suck the goo
 Man if my mother was the Colonel, her chicken woulda sold
 It even taste better THE NEXT DAY COLD
 Chick-chicken.. chick-chick-chick-chicken
 When I collect my thoughts I recollect
 I used to listen to my moms (to my mommy)
 "Damn it!" everyday,
 "Boy you better clean up your room before you go outside and play"

 [Prince Poetry]
 Yo Monch you can remember when we used to play skelly way back
 Blastin wax, side or tops, Prince don't play that
 Uh-oh, it's six o'clock, I'm late for dinner
 If my girl wasn't his girl, I was definitely in her
 Got in them print skirts (yo you was feenin for a chicken fix)
 Ran in the kitchen and put my finger in the cornbread mix
 ..
 Mom yells dinner's ready, cause she's the boss
 All I needed was my ketchup, and my hot sauce
 and my, cornbread, now I'm, ready to dig in
 Pick the meat off the bone, and then I ate the skin

 [Richard Pryor]
 But I'll tell you, what my mother would say..
 "Somebody stole my piece of chicken!" ...
 But I'll tell you, what my mother would say..
 "Somebody stole my piece of chicken!"

 [Pharoahe Monch]
 Round (up) round (up) one (two) three
 I'm fresh out of the batch, and you can't catch me
 Mrs. Mary Mac, all dressed in black
 She's rather fat, and she, carries a bat
 She's the nosiest lady on the block when it's hot
 Cops get shot when we played SWAT
 but no one never died though, we just cried
 Only to laugh again when my moms made fried..

 [Prince Poetry]
 chicken barbecues in the summer was the move
 Whoo! Hah hah, hah hah hah, Grand Groove
 was the jam Grandmaster Vic played in the park
 past the dark, I seen the spark, so did me, Troy and Mark
 Went to the rib shack, ordered chicken and the collard
 greens but there's no money left in my wallet
 But I kept fifty cents for my juice (word?)
 Now we would go to Troy's house and get loose (uhh)
 ..
 [Pharoahe Monch]
 I'm.. just.. looking out of the window (window)
 Watching the asphault grow (grow) slow (slow)
 My best friend, was a G.I. Joe
 although he had bald spots in his afro
 Play with the kids your own age, that's what they used to tell us
 I got jealous, when we couldn't run with the big fellas
 Bullies on the block used to beat us
 I was quick as a cat, in fact, I was a cheetah
 Es-pecially when we played, follow the leader
 Little Suzy May Robinson used to play
 show and tell with my peter
 ..
 [Prince Poetry]
 I used to rock my British Walkers to church
 After the choir sang the preacher started to preach
 so I had to search
 for a pen and some paper to keep myself occupied
 But the aroma from the kitchen came and sat by my side
 and said, "MmmmmMMM! You know I smell good"
 I said to myself, "Please oh please reverend now would
 you speed up the sermon so I can determine
 whether I'ma have peas or collars greens
 with my chicken that I'm yearnin"
 Turnin to the usher in the back, whispering,
 "Please keep the chicken monster from coming through
 the crack of the door!" Later at the table
 moms poppped my hand until it was sore
 Cause I ate the chicken, before
 the preacher said grace, but I'm ready to go for self
 But there's not one piece of chicken on the table left
 (What happened to that wing man?)
 (Where that chicken go?)
 Chick-chick-chick-chicken
 (Where that chicken go?)
 Chick-chick-chick-chicken
 Chick-chick-chick-chicken
 Chick-chick-chick-chicken

 [Richard Pryor]
 You know that chicken I put in the refridgerator last night?
 Well I expect to find it when I get home, or else!
 But I'll tell you, what my mother would say..
 "Somebody stole my piece of chicken!"

 "I didn't take your chicken Pop"

 [Prince Poetry]
 Just wait til I get home, cause ain't no chicken left
 (hey that's cool)
 Miss Clarabell took the last piece of chicken
 (that's cool