Jun 5, 2015 Summer '88, or was it '89 Or was it winter-time, ah, nevermind I'm in my room, booming Drawin' LL Cool J album covers with Crayolas on construction paper I'm trying to f--- my neighbor, I'm tryna hook my waves up I'm tryna pull my grades up, to get them saddle lace ups Before lil' Marc was Jacob, before them girls wore makeup Before my voice would break up, before we'd tour them shake clubs Before my mama wake up, before my crumbs would cake up Before they tell me they love me and we'll never break up Before the time she makes love to someone that I thought was my homeboy But boy, was I wrong, now I don't budge, don't want much, just a roof and a porch And a Porsche, and a horse and unfortunately But of course an assortment of torches that scorches the skin, when they enter Intruders, whose tutors did a lousy job How's he God if he lets Lucifer let loose on us? That noose on us won't loosen up, but loose enough to juice us up Make us think we do so much and do it big Like they don't let us win, I can't pretend But I do admit, it feel good when the hood pseudo-celebrate Hence, why every time we dine we eat until our belly aches Then go grab the finest wine and drink it Like we know which grape and which region it came from As if we can name 'em, hint hint, it ain't, um, Welch's h--- just fell three thousand more degrees cooler Ya'll can't measure my worth But when you try, you'll need a ruler made by all the Greek gods Because the odds have always been stacked against me when back's against the wall I feel right at home, y'all sitting right at home All Kelly green with envy while I'm jelly beans descending Into the palm of a child, looks up at mama and smile With such a devilish grin, like "where the h--- have you been" She yelling that selling’s a sin, well so is telling young men That selling is a sin, if you don’t offer new ways to win A dolphin gon shake his fin, regardless if he gets in Or out of water, most important thing for him is to swim And Flipper didn’t hold his nose, so why shall I hold my tongue? (I miss the days of old when one could hold his gal on his arm) And not set off these alarms, when camera’s snap snap snap snap Return fire, pa-pa-pa, pa, pa-pa, pa, pa, pa They’ll learn why, mere privacy, so essential They won't make no laws, I break their laws til they see out our window I take the fall to make them all treat human kind more gentle Forsake them all, I hate them all, don’t like em, don’t pretend to Yeah something tells me we ain’t in Kansas anymore All that s--- that used to be cool ain’t cool anymore All the women we were pursuing, now they want more And they deserve it all, don’t settle for what ain’t yours Can we agree that it's the best verse of this decade?
