Will Smith - He's The Dj, I'm The Rapper Lyrics
Artist: jazzy jeff & the fresh princeYou know parents are the sameNo matter time nor placeThey dont understand that us kidsAre going to make some mistakesSo to you, all the kids all across the landTheres no need to argueParents just dont understandParents 24 lines, 734 characters.I remember one yearMy mom took me school shoppingIt was me, my brother, my mom, oh, my pop, and my little sisterAll hopped in the carWe headed downtown to the gallery mallMy mom started bugging with the clothes she choseI didnt say nothing at firstI just turned up my noseShe said, whats wrong? this shirt cost $20I said, mom, this shirt is plaid with a butterfly collar!The next half hour was the same old thingMy mother buying me clothes from 1963And then she lost her mind and did the ultimateI asked her for adidas and she bought me zips!I said, mom, what are you doing, youre ruining my repShe said, youre only sixteen, you dont have a rep yetI said, mom, lets put these clothes back, pleaseShe said no, you go to school to learn not for a fashion showI said, this isnt sha na na, come on mom, Im not bowzerMom, please put back the bell-bottom brady bunch trousersBut if you dont want to I can live with that butYou gotta put back the double-knit reversible slacksShe wasnt moved - everything stayed the sameInevitably the first day of school cameI thought I could get over, I tried to play sickBut my mom said, no, no way, uh-uh, forget itThere was nothing I could do, I tried to relaxI got dressed up in those ancient artifactsAnd when I walked into school, it was just as I thoughtThe kids were cracking up laughing at the clothes mom boughtAnd those who werent laughing still had a ballBecause they were pointing and whisperingAs I walked down the hallI got home and told my mom how my day wentShe said, if they were laughing you dont need the,Cause theyre not good friendsFor the next six hours I tried to explain to my momThat I was gonna have to go through this about 200 more timesSo to you all the kids all across the landTheres no need to argueParents just dont understandOh-kay, heres the situationParents 68 lines, 2662 characters.My parents went away on a weeks vacation andThey left the keys to the brand new porscheWould they mind?Umm, well, of course notIll just take it for a little spinAnd maybe show it off to a couple of friendsIll just cruise it around the neighborhoodWell, maybe I shouldntYeah, of course I shouldPay attention, heres the thick of the plotI pulled up to the corner at the end of my blockThats when I saw this beautiful girlie girl walkingI picked up my car phone to perpetrate like I was talkingYou shouldve seen this girls bodily dimensionsI honked my horn just to get her attentionShe said, was that for me?I said, yeahShe said, why?I said, come on and take a ride with a helluva guyShe said, how do I know youre not sick?You could be some deranged lunaticI said, cmon toots - my name is the prince =Beside, would a lunatic have a porsche like this?She agreed and we were on our wayShe was looking very good and so was i, I must say - wordWe hit mcdonalds, pulled into the driveWe ordered two big macs and two large fries with cokesShe kicked her shoes off onto the floorShe said, drive fast, speed turns me onShe put her hand on my knee, I put my foot on the gasWe almost got whiplash, I took off so fastThe sun roof was open , the music was highAnd this girls hand was steadily moving up my thighShe had opened up three buttons on her shirt so farI guess thats why I didnt notice that police carWere doing ninety in my moms new porscheAnd to make this long story short - shortWhen the cop pulled me over I was scared as hellI said, I dont have a license but I drive very well, officerI almost had a heart attack that dayCome to find out the girl was a twelve-year-old runawayI was arrested, the car was impoundedThere was no way for me to avoid being groundedMy parents had to come off from vacation to get meId rather be in jail than to have my father hit meMy parents walked inI got my grip, I said, ah, mom, dad, how was your trip?They didnt speakI said, I want to plead my caseBut my father just shoved me in the car by my faceThat was a hard ride home, I dont know how I survivedThey took turns -One would beat me while the other one was drivingI cant believe it, I just made a mistakeWell parents are the same no matter time nor placeSo to you all the kids all across the landTake it form meParents just dont understand
