I said your life's a cartoon
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[Shock G]
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You woke up, threw on a striped yellow tie
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Threw down a cup of coffee, kissed the wifey goodbye
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Leave the office each day around eleven o'clock
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Then you drive, stop, park, walk about three blocks
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To a peep-show booth and meet a girl named Ruth
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Wasn't sweating the shame, didn't use your real name
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Booked a hotel room, suite paid until June
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Get home and tell wifey that you're not in the mood
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But then the game got stale and your face grew pale
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When you came home early that day feeling ill
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Stepped through the door, dropped your brief and your beeper
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Your wife is getting down with all your housekeepers
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You was mesmerised, how could you be surprised?
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Only gave it to her Christmas and the fourth of July
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Oh, you had it going on, with ease you really worked it
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Let's review the scene just to see if it was worth it:
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Okay, last fall's when you started it all
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October to when you caught your wife bending over
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Broke up your home now you're on your own
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You lost your dignity; your self-respect is gone
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I got to laugh though, cuz, cause you thought you was slick
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At least she got it free, but you? Youse a big trick
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You helped the pimps get paid, took a shot at catching AIDS
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And got your wife turned out by the butler and the maid
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[Chorus]
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Your life's a cartoon
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[Shock G]
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Try to take a nod on the bus, put your ear in a blob
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Left by a moisturiser overdoing slob
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Nice and wet down your neck with the jheri curl drip
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Couldn't see out the window cause the drip was so thick
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Walking through the mall with the house shoe lag
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Greasy doorag, sour jheri curl bag
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Loud talking and walking jerking your neck
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It's the first of the month, you got your welfare check
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Storekeeper johns, they're rubbing their palms
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Cause they know you never read the words in the Koran
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Where it tells you don't be jealous ¡®bout what you don't have
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Support the brother who opens up a shop on the Ave.
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You want slack cause you're black but if it ain't dirt cheap
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You're quick to say [Humpty: I'm finna go cross the skreet]
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And that's another thing, man, the way you're talking is played
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You got to know the language if you wanna get paid
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Oh, you got a few ends, you might be driving a Benz
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But it's the credit man who wins out in the end
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He's got your car loan, interest on your mother's home
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He's got your daddy paying off shit he don't even own
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That's what I'm talking ¡®bout, man, what's the deal
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But just listen, I ain't dissing, this shit is for real
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Get yourself a nose job, yeah that's down
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Trying to look like a white man, you brainwashed clown
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You're up on European fashion and Japanese cars
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But if Wong pulled his market off the block you'd starve
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[Chorus]
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I said your life's a cartoon
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Your Life's a Cartoon
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Digital Underground |