Romper Room

My brothers and sisters I have a very Serious message for you this afternoon I must warn you, that a very serious day is on The horizon for the United States of America And a very serious day for the black man and woman in America In the room of the rompin the devious mischievious Kids be stompin If you don't believe me just stroll With your gold fat rings and links And they'll be fuckin with your head like the riddle of the sphinx Question none, you're done, you're through Everybody packs so you're jacked by the ABC crew Another baby criminal living in the drama With a trigga for a nigga like he's playing Joey Farmer Now you play games for keeps, whoever sleeps Will be rudely awaken the attitude be fakin Don't work, they lurk, and then buck buck loose- -n the trigger at random like duck duck goose And you think they're only kids and toss toys Instead yo they bringin blood shed like The Lost Boys Word is born, to survive is bug Now you get your growing pains from a 45 slug This is Romper Room All we can do is hold on (oh what's goin on?) All we can do is hold on (oh what's goin on?) Ayyo thanks to pop dukes for givin the ass whippin So a brother like the Brewin isn't slippin I'm flippin in the year book, 8th grade Kept the faith made the choice to grasp prime Some they chose crime as their passtime Heyo I used to play hide and go seek Now you seek to destroy the 9 is a toy In the game and you only played fame When you cheat and looked at all the young girls cheerleading They take severe beating from their man don't puzzle Pursuin young kids, yo the dollar is a puzzle Patty cake, patty cake, straight to the villain Others pimp daddies gonna take you to the village Some will play house if your tummy's gonna swell Then your next baby doll ain't no toy from Mattel It's a hell that we're livin in and we're givin up sloppily Shorties sellin rocks runnin blocks like Monopoly In Romper Room All we can do is hold on (oh what's goin on?) All we can do is hold on (oh what's goin on?) Used to play catch now the kiddies catch a bad one Shit like this, old fogies, you never had none Shorty on the corner only wanna rip the town up Cops, ya need crops, you're gonna play round up So pound up, lock away the key, throw the book at 'em If you gave 'em work a while back would ya look at 'em Like a punk brat livin fat in the vacant Who can only learn from a billy club spankin Little kids bringin wrath on the path to your doom Yo ya better stash cash for your tomb this is romper room All we can do is goin on (oh what's goin on?) All we can do is goin on (oh what's goin on?) Unless we, brothers and sisters, old and young Rich and poor, educated and uneducated Feel that spirit of bortherhood and family All of us will suffer a great catastrophe in the next few years