“Play Tony”
You wanna play games? I'll play with you
Some things are best kept to yourself. And this is probably one of them…
Somebody oughta do something about those... those who*es
[VERSE ONE]
The name of the girl is Sada and
When we go out, guess who's always paying
If you guessed/guest me
I'm on a piano in your Emba**y Suite
If Sada was your guess
You got no Marciano--Paul or Maurice
What I'm saying is I'm paying every time we go eat
So guessing me was guessing right
I'm dropping 40 ducats every other f**ing night
Like I'm dropping rhymes on this mic
FYI: I won't be dropping anymore impolite
F-bombs or another obscenity
For that to be achieved I have to use my agility
The same type used the day Sada gave away her virginity
Then when we agreed to turn from one another and retreat
Permanently
Please let me speak
Euphemistically
She casually copulates with no regard of compatibility
Within the eighteen months she had after me
The number of people that she got with
Is number of people I got with but multiplied by three
See this wasn't supposed to be
Another one of them rap songs
Where a girlie gets dissed by me
But since the events of last week
Things have changed a little bit in my book
Deliberate Dissociation
Bring in the hook
[Hook]
You don't know me, but you probably owe me
And if you're one of the ones
You know I'm watching you closely
You better be making payments on your debt
Or I'll have you taking your pet to the vet
And then I play Tony
You don't know me, but you probably owe me
And if you're one of the ones
You know I'm watching you closely
You better be making payments on your debt
Or I'll have you taking your pet to the vet
And then I play Tony
Play Tony, pl-pl-play Tony
Play Tony, pl-pl-play Tony
Play Tony, pl-pl-play Tony
[VERSE TWO]
You better be making payments on your debt
Cause what a tragic upset
It'd be for something to happen
To that pretty little blue eyed brunette
You call her Clementine, but her name is Yvette Naomi
So homie heed my warning and don't make me play Tony
When you make me do just that
You sign away your nephew
Into my contract
Now I've gotta get in contact with your obese niece
I don't come in peace
I come with my piece
I'm accustom to my pistol's combustion release
Call me Paul Bunyan
Why you wonder?
Cause playing Tony turns your family tree into lumber
Once you play Tony once
Any fake phony fronts
Your friends may have put up
Now comes tumbling down
Bringing truth to fruition all at once
Like when a dietician explains malnutrition
To a teen who just finished throwing up her lunch
You shoulda had a hunch that my punch line
Would have to intertwine
With some kinda touchy subjects such as
The TEC-9 from Columbine
Staring down the barrel I see someone from dateline
And I ain't aiming at the guy that got set up online
I'm aiming at that fine, soon-to-be my concubine
Whoa!
I think I crossed my own line
I never woulda believed antipathy
Could ever come between my mind and me
But since the events of last week
Things have changed a lil bit in my book
Deliberate Dissociation
Bring in the hook
[Hook]
You wanna play rough? Say hello to my lil friend!!