Phucked

Yeah Y'know when advice is in your face, you need to heed that Word, you need to read that Y'know, I put this lil' joint together real quick You know what it's called? It's called - NOW YOU'RE FUCKED! That's right, listen [Verse One] Wasn't you the type to mimic what you saw on TV? Wasn't you the type to mimic what you heard on CD? You never wanted to work you wanted everything easy You heard KRS and you said, "That's preachy!" A wise young man says, "Father - teach me" A foolish young man wants to live life freaky Oh yes, Knowledge does Reign Supremely When I said it eighty-nine you didn't believe me NOW YOU'RE FUCKED! .. that's right NOW YOU'RE FUCKED! .. life is over, finished, done NOW YOU'RE FUCKED! .. better heed that, read that NOW YOU'RE FUCKED! [Verse Two] Listen - back in the days on the Boulevard of Linden BROOKLYN! Kris was a, metaphysician LOOKIN! For better ways to live without bein TOOKEN! We started our own management and BOOKIN! Makin moves with them live cats on FULTON! I can't even 'member all the dough that we TOOK IN! But you was lookin down on us Cause platinum never astounded us, so NOW YOU'RE FUCKED! .. word, like that NOW YOU'RE FUCKED! .. ha, you shoulda heed that, you better NOW YOU'RE FUCKED! .. y'all was chasin the radio, remember that? NOW YOU'RE FUCKED! .. what they givin you back now? [Verse Three] Back when we was all singin "Monie in the Middle" You wanted to wiggle, jiggle in a tight skirt and giggle Even when outside was brittle, you still had on little And KRS warned that you'll get played like a fiddle Now you havin cravings for pickles cause you pregnant And don't know where the dad went and you poppin them drugs like Skittles When the baby is born it's little and sick But it's no riddle, you was movin too quick, huh NOW YOU'RE FUCKED! .. word, look at this NOW YOU'RE FUCKED! .. you shoulda stayed home and read a book NOW YOU'RE FUCKED! .. literally, symbolically NOW YOU'RE FUCKED! [Verse Four] When advice is in your life you need to take it Cause frankly, everybody ain't gonna make it Back in the days we, showed 'em the way I put it there in the music but you weren't amazed You would criticize, debate, and basically hate But let it be known I wanted everyone to be great But you would diss and not even try to do better When we was at the U.N. you said "whatever" NOW YOU'RE FUCKED! .. word NOW YOU'RE FUCKED! .. we movin ahead, you still in the same spot NOW YOU'RE FUCKED! .. 'member all that back talk, all that? NOW YOU'RE FUCKED! .. takin over