Run-d.m.c. - Papa Crazy Lyrics
[run]Now papa dont give a damn, or say, thank you, maamEatin filet mignon, lobster tails and crabHe eats the finest food, he aint the kindest dudeAnd then to put it to you straight hes crazy lazy and rudeHis tempers boiling hot, whether you like him or notNot to mention bout his mansion and his big ol yachtHe never gave me a dime or even spent, some timeAnd thats why I had to cold write this rhyme about..Chorus: jam master scratch papa was, run-d.m.c. papa crazy, crazy (2x)[run]Now papa livin like a rich man, up on the hillYeah my daddy got a caddy funky fresh sevilleHe got diamonds and furs, for his and hersAnd a cat, in the hat that just, chills and purrsNow he eats and grubs, and rocks beats at clubsWhile mama makin nothin while she sweeps, and rubsYou wanna know about his dough, how he got paidWell the last, that asked, got sprayed, and laid, because..Chorus{interlude}[run]Papa hang with crazy people crazy times of the nightRunnin round with crazy women but but thats alright, because..Chorus[d.m.c.]Yo run my papa was crazy, crazy as can beAnd my mama said that he left me when I was threeBut my mama never told me he was out of his mindDrinkin wine, all the time, never earnin a dimeHe didnt care where he slept, or where his clothes were keptHe was so in debt somebody broke his neckAnd on the day that papa died, they wrote on his graveThat papa died a bum, but he died brave, because..Chorus{ad libs to last 25 seconds, music eventually ends}
