Kid 'N Play - Next Question lyrics

[ Kid ] Alright, we wanna thank y'all for comin down here Listening to what we had to say Before we go, we'd like to take a few questions Eh - anybody that got a question? [ man ] Yo, hold up I got a question, Kid 'N Play How come y'all don't make records about the big brown booties? What, y'all too clean to curse? You can't curse? What's up with that? The booties... [ Kid ] Yo Play, take this one [ VERSE 1: Play ] We wanna be a part of an elite group of people (Lyrics are swift and strong) never feeble What we said yesterday will stand by tomorrow While some chose to borrow Brothers are frustrated, cause they wanna live like us Don't wanna ride the bus So with the tail pipe draggin They choose to ride the wagon Of a band of rappers who like braggin About the girls they had and cold taxed Then put the story on wax First it was cool, Kid and I did the same When I look at it now, the tales have changed No simple stories when the beat kicks They even talk about when she s**ed their - (Wow! all that? hey, why not just chill?) Hold up Kid, it gets more ill The records get large, and now they're stars Drive fat cars and lead an entourage Now all that's cool, but what about the kids around the way Who hang on every word you say? Got their attention, created a thirst But it can't be filled with curse after curse after curse Don't like to judge a man's craft But just think before you laugh About the money you're rakin in There's young minds out there you're breakin in Sorry, didn't mean a long drawn-out lesson (Yo, nuff said) next question [ man ] Hey yo Kid 'N Play, what's up? What's up with Vanilla Ice and Luke Skywalker tryin to dis y'all What y'all soft or something? Ha, what's up? [ Play ] Crazy?! Yo Kid, you take this [ VERSE 2: Kid ] Now it never ceases to amaze How the public jumps on every new fad and faze Regardless to whether there's talent or not And most times it's the talent they haven't got But that don't matter in this day and age Soft silly s**ers seem to be the rage So let's all sing a song of six pence Another white boy kickin pure nonsense He's a pitiful individual ]From whom I didn't hear anything original Claimin to dance better than those that created the Kickstep (Is he stupid?) yup, yup Bitin that chant from an old black frat song Enjoy your fame, it ain't gonna last long Pretty soon you'll get your just deserts The brothers always boo you, and we know it hurts Now let me pull another man's card ]From the land where the ba** hits hard Miami, where he and his bums rap Wearin a scarf that's lookin like a dunce cap Last year's dis didn't amount to much You swung first, now here's the counterpunch The only way you get attention on your records Is cause you talk dirty and your dancers are half-naked But after a while we got the low-down The record sales started to slow down Concerts cancelled, petitions pa**ed out Homeboy was a** out To sum it up, you gotta be able to teach Something positive if you're gonna fight for free speech Comin from the 2 that's never fessin (Very well said!) Thank you - next question [ woman ] Wait a minute, wait a minute Kid 'N Play Why y'all always dissin the sisters I heard you only like light-skinned girls What's up with that? Yo, what's up with that man! [ Play ] Yo, calm down Yo, I'mma make this short and to the point [ VERSE 3: Kid & Play ] It's rare in life we find someone to give us love A gift from God above It took us long to seek it, then friends critique it Cause they ain't the same color, or the way they speakin It's not right Or coincide with the fight Ending prejudice Not just against us OK now, don't mean to get off track But you've questioned my taste as though it's not black And based on that you try to count him out And not take the time to see what I'm about I'll say I'm sorry if you feel that way It's a shame, you mighta been the girl for Kid or Play [ Kid ] I'm sorry, that's all the time we have for questions right now I'm glad we were able to clear a few things up [ Play ] Yeah yeah, you know what I'm sayin? That's - ehm, real entertainment for ya [ both ] Proper! (Can you dig that?) (Louder)