I learned the lessons of survival of a rivalnWhen I'ze ten years oldnI was so bony that I had to get the lead outnHe made a muscle and I realized You're doomednIt's a piss poor pair of legs that lets its ass get kickednnYou better movenYou better find out something better to donYou better movenYou better find out something better to donnWell, People dig the peace signnWith the one fingernBut it's not the one thatnYou use to pull the triggernI don't think you're funnynKissin' ass for moneynTen pins up your colon and my bowlin' ball is rollin'nnI almost chillied in my jammies when he saidnYour hair is red white and bluenReached in my pocket and I offered up a peace pipenThis man would not oblige and not listen to reasonnFeet don't fail me now because it's freak hunting seasonnnYou better movenYou better find out something better to donYou better movenYou better find out something better to donnWell like Michael Jackson say you gotta Beat ItnHomeboy's big, yeah give him the slipnThat big dummy's just not worth a shitnHigh step stepchild, this ain't heavennnWell, I'm small and poor but I refuse to losenI'm one of 13 kids, my hair is red white and bluenI been runnin' all my life, I sharpened my witnNow it cuts like a knifennYou better movenYou better find out something better to donYou better movenYou better find out something better to donnYeah yeah yeah yeah...nYeah yeah yeah yeah...nYeah yeah yeah yeah...nYeah yeah yeah yeah...nnStop crying in yo' coffee, foolnYou got sneakers baby, make 'em movenYou got soul and you're super badnThey're all alike and they're sappy and sadnnDon't let 'em cross you upnDon't let 'em put you in jailnYou're not a garbage dumpnYou're not a garbage pailnnYou got a right to feel alone!