RU Down Wit Da Goats

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Madd] I got nap shit, in fact, I keep the 'fro way down my back Clippity clippity claps when brothers talk pro-black Fried chicken eatin' vicin', crack vial kickin' Pay attention, never missin', back alley pissin' Apple pies, never, sweet potatoes, better Keep $2.50 and a hotie just in case a rainy weather North side dweller, can't ya tell by the way I stroll? In case it gets cold, keep the Gerry down on hold Bold and controlled, BHP will never fold Been fought and sought, but never ever like been sold On outs, no hope, typical I be like goat Even had big hopes way back when chillin' broke [Refrain] "Politicians and bigots and pigs, oh my" "Politicians and bigots and pigs" "Politicians and bigots and pigs, oh my" "Politicians and bigots and pigs" [Verse 2: OaTie Kato] Well, before ya start ta pass out from your verbal lash out Ya better get ya cash out or pigs'll throw my ass out There's no way for ya ta understand Playin' Mr. 50 Grand, got ya bitty bootie tanned Heads gettin' bigger, swayin' money swiggers Livin' in Oz with no dagos or no niggers Pigs are pullin' triggers, but ya payin' the fees Columbus was ya hero, but he's my fuckin' disease [Chorus] Are ya down wit da Goats? Ho, and we're gonna cut throats Ho, are ya down wit da Goats? Ho, and we're gonna cut throats Ho, are ya down wit da Goats? Ho, and we're gonna cut throats Ho, are ya down wit da Goats? Ho, and we're gonna cut throats Ho [Verse 3: Swayzack] Swayzack gonna react like Jack-in-the-box My hair's in plats, I likes 'em wrapped up in locks I'm not no chip, nah, wasn't chopped off the block But I do smoke chunks of the skunk kinds of crop And just like the hats, I got in a pack inside my wallet I'm waitin' to get put on the rack in the back of that girl closet So turn on the faucet, allow me to release a little better Love and OaTie think I lost it, but I betcha I'll still get her Wit a letter, a Jetta, or poinsettia Gets it all on merit, not with a parrot like Baretta But then she's like, "Jack, but I like Feta cheese" Said, "Ya can't make Whiz outta that baby, please" [Verse 4: OaTie Kato] I pledge allegiance to the flag, but that's a wack-ass drag I'd rather Billy Bragg, eyeballin' natty rags And lag behind on those patriotic ditties Peace ta the coffee cream, I dig multicolored bitties Titties and booties, slittin' throats is my duty Bush said no taxes, but he meant "tutti frutti" Brothers with the gats, here's where ya gotta tat Rat-a-tat-tat, Bush's head will splitter splat Cause he's vicin' up the various, seein' real gregarious Frontin', it's hilarious, but hus, it's precarious The CIA's got a blacklist, well, sign me right on up If I ain't ya cup of tea, then ya better clean ya cup [Chorus] Are ya down wit da Goats? Ho, and we're gonna cut throats Ho, are ya down wit da Goats? Ho, and we're gonna cut throats Ho, are ya down wit da Goats? Ho, and we're gonna cut throats Ho, are ya down wit da Goats? Ho, and we're gonna cut throats Ho [Verse 5: Madd] No slippity slippity slide, never been free ride Welfare receiver, my my, so was I I used ta get a fade back when the price was heavy Never had a Chevy, SEPTA was my levee Ta get from here ta there as a young buck scared Learned through trial and error, never, never ever break my stare The typical American male, he's not me and I'd rather squat on the stoops, corners makin' G's And money 'cause I gotta feed my honey Funny, not a bit 'cause ya got a starvin' tummy Sunny, never on my street side Rides defied, I slipslide on the mind [Verse 6: Swayzack] Jack-in-the-box, ain't no flop or Child's Play 'Cause Chuckie got dropped like the Cid I did today, yeah 'Nuff of that, let me tell ya 'bout this, uh Buddah blessed the spliffs that I twista Gonna tell ya 'bout the hype and the hoopla Kid Shupe gonna throw ya through the loopa Get it done with a mic and a drum Pound it down and round it to someone Now ya tell me, that's hard a way ta come off, uh 'Cause I'll put ya in a ditch like Jimmy Hoffa So your five dollar sheep on the range Better call Bo Peep before the Goats make change [Chorus] Are ya down wit da Goats? Ho, and we're gonna cut throats Ho, are ya down wit da Goats? Ho, and we're gonna cut throats Ho, are ya down wit da Goats? Ho, and we're gonna cut throats Ho, are ya down wit da Goats? Ho, and we're gonna cut throats Ho