Chubb Rock - Another Statistic Lyrics
Four out of.. ten murders.. are love relatedKeep your ood, in-a your pantsAnd dese tings wont appen to youCheck out da bwoy-a-story[chubb rock]Tell him! excuse me, I beg your pardonInform him, that chubb is playin in your secret gardenCause he didnt cut - the lawn, correctlyI have a green thumb, youre not dumb, thats why you sweat meYou wanna have your cake and eat it too, so do iYoure sneaking around, were sneaking around, so whyDo you wanna continue, comin to every venueYou dont tell him, Ill offend youThis aint right so put him down on the scoopThat youre a blow-up sex doll for every groupWhere are the footsteps that you followedTippy-toed to my crib and did me a solidYou answered every question I ever hadOn the female anatomy - after you sat on meCheating is more serious than the taking of pellum(? )So tell him, before I tell himIf mary had told her boyfriendLike she was supposed to, none of this would be happening[chubb rock]Tell him! his feelings, you disregardYou took his credit card, went on the boulevardYou bought me shirt after shirt with his hard-earned workYou treat him like dirtMy conscience said to me, yo chubbs you better beCareful, she gave you the keys to his cherokeeJeep - but I dont wanna go six feet deepIn the dirt for some skirtI was gonna cut her off but the stuff was kinda dopeThe dope even paid my car note, nopeIm gonna let her go yet until I getThis girl can really get me out of financial debt, huhSo I chill, passion kills, tears spilledOn an innocent grill then overspilledThe guilt, stuck in my chest so I suggestThat you tell him, maybe you can start off freshCheating is more serious than the taking of pellum(? )So tell him, before I tell himIf mary had told her boyfriendLike she was supposed to, none of this would be happening[chubb rock]Heres one more bang for the road - uhhNever again will you explodeLike this you might miss the imprint of my fistEmbedded in the bed by your headDont leave me chubb, dont leave me chubb, she screamedI got access to all of his greenI lust for your pelvic thrust so why dont you trustDont fuss, hell never find out about usBut baby, I cant see you no more and..{*knocking*} .. let me see whos at the door{*door creaks*}Yo who are you?Who me? you dont know man?Why Im gonna shoot ya{*machine gun fire*}If chubbs had kept his prick in his pantsLike he was supposed to, none of this would have happened
