Roundboy:
Yo, this here Roundboy, welcome to the flip side. Miss Thang Lady Dee gotta story to tell y'all. Sad tale 'bout what happened to Gang Bang.
Da Runt:
J.C., kick it big for the Lady
Lady Dee:
Back in the hood I'm known as Miss Thang
I used to be the leader of a band they called Gang Bang
DJ Jerry C cut the track that were funky
Crowds hooked on the jams, addicted like junkies
Da Runt:
Dat's right Dee, those kids was hooked baby
G Credit:
Yeah, they was s**in up the Gang Bang like ho's on the crack pipe
Roundboy:
Tell 'em what happened next Miss Thang
Lady Dee:
But our songs they weren't sellin, no gold records on the wall
When the phone started bellin, we finally got the call
from the big time label known as 'white boy records'
They said they'd cut a deal and our words would be heard
On the streets in the cars on the air in the hood
Our songs would be played and the sales would be good
We'd be the biggest thing, no other band could match
We said that all sounds great but there's gotta be a catch
Da Runt:
Yeah, there was, too
Lady Dee:
Uh huh, you know what they did those big record f**s, they stuck us with a s**a
Roundboy:
A s**a?
Lady Dee:
They stuck us, they stuck us, they stuck us with a s**a
They stuck us with a s**a, they stuck us with a s**a
They stuck us, they stuck us, they stuck us with a s**a
They stuck stuck stuck stuck stuck us with a s**a
MC Rhythmless:
Who's this s**a they're talkin about?
Da Runt:
Sit back wire head, you find out
Lady Dee:
Why don't you pick up the story from here Oreo?
MC Oreo:
My name is Oreo and I'm cuddly cold chillin
A tale must be told then I'm what they were willin
To tell all of you that the story's got a villain
Giddly Glomco is the label that we are dealin with
Roundboy:
Glomco? I though it were White Boy?
Oreo:
That was just a cover, just a piddly plop ploy
Them have a piddly plan, them was jumpin for joy
Them know they had us strapped, now our frontman is a toy
G Credit:
By a toy he mean the s**a was a robot
There was a catch that we didn't know about
Roundboy:
Yeah, but the came through on the green, huh, paid up paid up
G Credit:
come on roundboy now your missing the point
got your head in the clouds cause some b**h is on your joint
how you gonna face your friends in the hood
when you stuck us with a s**a, and the s**a's no good
G Credit:
They stuck us, they stuck us, they stuck us with a s**a
They stuck us with a s**a, they stuck us with a s**a
They stuck us, they stuck us, they stuck us with a s**a
They stuck stuck stuck stuck stuck us with a s**a
MC Rhythmless:
Wait, you're talking about me
Da Runt:
That's right you bucket of bolts
MC Rhythmless:
Corporation built me to be a s**a sell out
I'd be a hit, there'd be no doubt
My wiring was faulty, something gone wrong
I couldn't tap my feet to the tempo of the song
Got a cyborg brain and my pistons are pumpin
Can't find the beat when I'm on the stage jumpin
My rap is overrated, my servos gold plated
It's my program's fault that my ego's inflated
Roundboy:
I might be round and I might be slow
I tell ya one thing the robot's gotta go
I do like the b**hes and I do like the dough
I tell you again the robot's gotta go
Lady Dee & G Credit:
They stuck us, they stuck us, they stuck us with a s**a
They stuck us with a s**a, they stuck us with a s**a
They stuck us, they stuck us, they stuck us with a s**a
They stuck stuck stuck stuck stuck us with a s**a
Lady Dee:
Fool