Juggaknots - Romper Room Lyrics
My brothers and sisters I have a verySerious message for you this afternoonI must warn you, that a very serious day is onThe horizon for the United States of AmericaAnd a very serious day for the black man and woman in AmericaIn the room of the rompin the devious mischieviousKids be stompin If you don't believe me just strollWith your gold fat rings and linksAnd they'll be *****in with your head like the riddle of the sphinxQuestion none, you're done, you're throughEverybody packs so you're jacked by the ABC crewAnother baby criminal living in the dramaWith a trigga for a nigga like he's playing Joey FarmerNow you play games for keeps, whoever sleepsWill be rudely awaken the attitude be fakinDon't work, they lurk, and then buck buck loose--n the trigger at random like duck duck gooseAnd you think they're only kids and toss toysInstead yo they bringin blood shed like The Lost BoysWord is born, to survive is bugNow you get your growing pains from a 45 slugThis is Romper RoomAll we can do is goin on (oh what's goin on?)All we can do is goin on (oh what's goin on?)Ayyo thanks to pop groups for givin the ass whippinSo a brother like the Brewin isn't slippinI'm flippin in the year book, 8th gradeKept the faith made the choice to grasp primeSome they chose crime as their passtimeHeyo I used to play hide and go seekNow you seek to destroy the 9 is a toyIn the game and you only played fameWhen you cheat and looked at all the young girls cheerleadingThey take severe beating from their man don't puzzlePursuin young kids, yo the dollar is a puzzlePatty cake, patty cake, straight to the villianOthers pimp daddies gonna take you to the villageSome will play house if your tummy's gonna swellThen your next baby doll ain't no toy from MatelIt's a hell that we're livin in and we're givin up sloppilyShorties sellin rocks runnin blocks like MonopolyIn Romper RoomAll we can do is goin on (oh what's goin on?)All we can do is goin on (oh what's goin on?)Used to play cach now the kiddies catch a bad oneShit like this, old fogies, you never had noneShorty on the corner only wanna rip the town upCops, ya need crops, you're gonna play round upSo pound up, lock away the key, throw the book at 'emIf you gave 'em work a while back would ya look at 'emLike a punk brat livin fat in the vacantWho can only learn from a billy club spankinLittle kids bringin wrath on the path to your doomYo ya better stash cash for your tomb this is romper roomAll we can do is goin on (oh what's goin on?)All we can do is goin on (oh what's goin on?)Unless we, brothers and sisters, old and youngRich and poor, educated and uneducatedFeel that spirit of bortherhood and familyAll of us will suffer a great catastrophe in the next few years
