Another Statistic — текст песни (Chubb Rock)

Four out of.. ten murders.. are love related
Keep your `ood, in-a your pants
and dese tings won`t `appen to you
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[Chubb Rock]
Tell him! Excuse me, I beg your pardon
Inform him, that Chubb is playin in your secret garden
Cause he didn`t cut - the lawn, correctly
I have a green thumb, you`re not dumb, that`s why you sweat me
You wanna have your cake and eat it too, so do I
You`re sneaking around, we`re sneaking around, so why
do you wanna continue, comin to every venue
You don`t tell him, I`ll offend you
This ain`t right so put him down on the scoop
that you`re a blow-up sex doll for every group
Where are the footsteps that you followed
Tippy-toed to my crib and did me a solid
You answered every question I ever had
on the female anatomy - after you sat on me
Cheating is more serious than the taking of pellum(?)
So tell him, before I tell him

If Mary had told her boyfriend
like she was supposed to, none of this would be happening

[Chubb Rock]
Tell him! His feelings, you disregard
You took his credit card, went on the boulevard
You bought me shirt after shirt with his hard-earned work
You treat him like dirt
My conscience said to me, Yo Chubbs you better be
careful, she gave you the keys to his Cherokee
Jeep - but I don`t wanna go six feet deep
in the dirt for some skirt
I was gonna cut her off but the stuff was kinda dope
The dope even paid my car note, nope
I`m gonna let her go yet until I get
this girl can really get me out of financial debt, huh
So I chill, passion kills, tears spilled
on an innocent grill then overspilled
the guilt, stuck in my chest so I suggest
that you tell him, maybe you can start off fresh
Cheating is more serious than the taking of pellum(?)
So tell him, before I tell him

If Mary had told her boyfriend
like she was supposed to, none of this would be happening

[Chubb Rock]
Here`s one more bang for the road - uhh
Never again will you explode
like this you might miss the imprint of my fist
embedded in the bed by your head
Don`t leave me Chubb, don`t leave me Chubb, she screamed
I got access to all of his green
I lust for your pelvic thrust so why don`t you trust
Don`t fuss, he`ll never find out about us
But baby, I can`t see you no more and..
{*knocking*} .. let me see who`s at the door

{*door creaks*}
Yo who are you?
Who me? You don`t know man?
Why I`m gonna shoot ya
{*machine gun fire*}

If Chubbs had kept his prick in his pants
like he was supposed to, none of this would have happened



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