[Intro]
This one sounds good
This one I'll keep
I'm saying this rap
I'll play this beat
Uh-huh. Go!
[Verse 1, Jackson]
Turning a blind eye, aiding and abetting the badguy
Letting him get away with a fresh-baked fruit pie
The highs and lows of criminal mischief
I don't want to end up on Batman's sh**list
So I don't shoplift as much as I want to
Wal-mart security cameras haunt you
Boosting immunity, magical remedies
Presently I'm taking gelatin capsules
Of cayenne pepper to step up my rap show
Also to vanquish intestinal parasites
Choose homemade caramel over Camel Lights
I'd rather fatten confectioners' purses
Than talk about lung cancer with young nurses
Cutco knives don't make for better lives
Boycott Mary Kay, let the Girl Scout [strive?]
Thai food heat levels now run from 1 to 10
Five is the temperature that I recommend
Outfits to wear at night raise the Fahrenheit
My shirts promote band names not brand names
And I do not display them facetiously
Each group was helpful in teaching me
[Chorus]
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Vigilantes on inline skates cleaning up the streets at a break-neck pace
The ma**es delight in the crackling sound of the worlds last Applesbee's burning down
That's a flash of imagery from dreams
No mediocre restaurant machines
No coke machines in the middle school hallways
No port wine cheese balls on holidays
No sports collectibles gracing my walls
No bright red phones placing one-way calls
If you know what I mean and I think you might
You better travel with anti-bacterial wipes
[Chorus]