He Hit Me

[Verse 1: Zin-Zeta] Our engineer's lazier than a muh-f*cka Quick to take money, but slow to conduct a Studio session for less than $50 per And that money thurr' wasn't worth the sh*t we'd heard What we'd heard when we got the last track back Plus, it's worse that we got a slow turn-around Cause we'd write to new beats on the fast track, black And, when we got it back, we'd been spread the word around The beat had become old news and so did the buzz So, we looked for a producer who we could trust Found a nigga named Dub-Z with lovely beats out the ass Plus, the first session was free So, I went back to my producer/engineer And told him I could never get used to his slow service I needed someone quick-actin' I tried to tell him more, but that's when... [Hook: The Crystals] He hit me, and it felt like a kiss He hit me, but it didn't hurt me He couldn't stand to hear me say That I'd been with someone new He hit me, and it felt like a kiss He hit me, and I was glad [Verse 2: Zin-Zeta] Now, you know I had to yap the nigga back, right? Lay the boy out and snatch the nigga's jack, right? He's lucky I didn't crack him with the bat In a way my gully uncle would've acted in his past life A swing here and a swing there Swinging like a monkey in the jungle... Upton Sinclair Lucky I didn't bear arms up in there (Unless you count the second right I threw at his chin hairs) [Hook: The Crystals] Yes, he hit me, and it felt like a kiss He hit me, and it felt like a kiss He hit me, and it felt like a kiss And, when he hit me, he made me laugh