Come Find Yourself

I pity the punks that partake in the madness
Yangin' the young for their products and profits
The pushers keep pushin' on d and on jump street
Pushin' the passive pill, so ya don't need
Kids makin' bids with nine's in their goose downs
'cause college is pricey and some brothers ain't got none
You try to discern between truth and suggestion
But they bid for your id via fear of rejection

All i see is outfits and attitudes, congenial criminality
The hidden agenda is a psychic necessity
Hungry minds so sad in the hearts of darkness
Manifesting some forms of natural impatience
Deaf macbeth, scar city, the slasher
Enveloping the b-boy, the doper and the thrasher
Looking to be judged but when judged by the book
Son you're running to the hook.
Get the heck out!

Back with the funk hits, uncle huey is back with
The funk hits, and the f.l.c. is coming to grips
With a fist full of funk hits.
Check it out!
I got the feel good hit of the year, i got two thumbs up
And i stuck'em in his ear. the man stepped to me,
He wouldn't let it end though, so i threw his ass out
The roxy deli window

I ain't pushin' no party, i ain't meddlin' in saudi,
But i think it's fucked up, what the federal has laid on me
I've been watchin' the news, you're forcing people
To choose between the lesser of two evils; my red, white, and blue
The deceiver's deceiving because the people believe him
Now the troops'll be bleedin' and their mama's will be grieving
So keep on payin' your taxes, when you don't know the facts
Let the contracts get backed, while your conscience relaxes

Yeah, i pity the punks that partake in the madness. (4x)

Hemlock five caugt me out there later on
It's the girl i told the man, but he swore he'd prove me wrong
Not seeing as i saw it as i gazed at the skyline
Someone dropped me a dime, someone took the time
I'm not a man with a grasp on reality
Kerouac is wack and i'm down with dostoevsky
Sugar's got my back plus baretta .380's
One of which i dropped as the man tried to bait me.

Come on, come on, find yourself. (2x)

It's you, it's always been you and it's always been in you. (4x)

Now don't get it messed up, they got me all dressed up.
To feed me to the fishes, i use my mojo for the loco
I know the soft machine and its goings ons and i'll be
Damned if the man's gonna spill me
You wanna see me get wild and crazy, i'm sorry man but your
Threats don't phase me. you covered the ground but you'tr
Lazy. come on, come on contest me.

Come on, come on, find yourself. (2x)

It's you, it's always been you and it's always been in you. (14x)

In methadonia, they weeble and they wobble
But they don't fall down
You see, the fed has got their back
And they say it's better than crack, plus
It keeps them mellow and passive. . .

And takes them to the land, the land of methadonia.

There are three around my way, and all day i
See them straying, up the block and down the
Stairs, comin' in groups but leaving in pairs
Like suckers. with their weeks supply
Your eye and i see you selling the elixir of life

And takes them to the land, the land of methadonia. (2x)

I see you hangin' on my stoop, you better
Swoop before i do, some jammies in your eye
Because the place in which you're sent
By your liquid orange friend has kept you
From it for so long

And takes them to the land, the land of methadonia. (3x)

Franky was a mook from the block we used to live on
The wanna be gangster;
The wanna be dapper don, don john on
The wall, i said: i'm your biggest fan
Next to my little brother paul.
He losing his grip, man, like pesci, he'd flip
And you talk to his brother he says he
Always planned this trip
He wasn't oky-dokie running around like
Don quixote, trying to free a man he
Didn't even know b.
He had the roots and he bought the suits
And the boys didn't like him to tell you the truth
He had "j.g." on his pinky ring and he
Lied about doin' some time up in sing-sing
Flipped one fine summer afternoon
He told his brother paulie, something had to be done soon.
He took paulie and a couple of boys and jacked the
Coup de ville to illinois.

La-di da-di, free john gotti
La-di da-di, la-di
La-di da-di, free john gotti
The king of new york, man, the king of new york (2x)

He got a clipper from a stripper, he met at a club
Two sticks of dynamite and a .38 snub
He went see the don, without an invitation
Stood outside the gate with his three man demonstartion
They were waving picket signs, the c.o. saw a nine;
And only paulie go away with the skin on his behind.
Back in the borough the cops are acting
Thorough; they raided franky's room
That's when they saw his bureau; upon it was a note,
With a rhyme that was dope, about
How he was breaking john out and how he couldn't cope.
It said, "i don't fly coach, never save the roach,
The king of new york". (2x)
"i never fly coach, never save the roach, the king of new york".

La-di da-di, free john gotti
La-di da-di, la-di
La-di da-di, free john gotti
The king of new york, man, the king of new york (4x)


The king of new york (12x)

- everybody be cool, this is a robbery!
- any of you fucking pricks move, and i'll execute every motherfucking last one of you!

Me and fast got the gats; we're out to rob a bank.
We got steve outside carrying a full pack.
Now everything's cool and everything's smooth. (hey that's smooth)
I walked up to the teller, i gave her the letter
She gave me the loot with puckered up lips
And a wink that i found cute, and i said,
"baby, baby, baby"
(is this some kharmic-chi love thing happening here baby or what.)
By that time fast tapped me with the 9
He said it was time to blow, ya know. so out the door we go.
Back to the ride with steve inside and alive; off we drive
I hurt my lower lumbar, you know we'll
Never get far, riding around in a stolen
Police car, so we dropped it off and
Piled in a caddy; steve was driving
Because i had to talk to my man about something.

- look, i don't know anything about any fucking set-up, you can torture me all you want.
- torture you, that's good, that's a good idea, i like that one.

Running around robbing banks
All wacked off of scooby snacks! (2x)

I don't give a fuck about the hell's
Gate, ain't punkin' the crowd and i'm still
Standing up staight.
So, we pull these jobs to make a little money;
No one gets hurt if they don't act funny.
On the way to the yacht, we almost got caught,
Fast is shooting mailboxes, not knowing
Where the cop is.
They're at the dunkin donuts, adjacent from
The froman's whose mailbox fast had just
Exploded. they gave chase, but my man
Steve is an ace; we lost those brothers
With haste. we cast off and along we went
Off bermuda to an island resort we rented.

- sonny, i need you cool, are you cool?
- i am cool.

Running around robbing banks
All wacked off of scooby snacks! (4x)

We have all the time in the world.
Time enough for life to unfold all the precious things life has in store.
And we got all the love in the world.
And as time goes by you will find we need nothing more.

And every step of the way we'll find us
With the kiss of the world behind us.
And we got all the time in the world for love.
Nothing more, nothing less, only love.
(2x)

Only love, yeah baby.

One, two, three and i come with the redneck style
'cause you know i get paid by the mile, like avis
I pave this, fast save this, everybody smile. . .
And act gracious
See i rob banks, i pull pranks, sometimes i eat
Franks and knishes,best wishes, i'm vicious but here
I am again like cnn. delivery my friend.

Stick 'em up punk, it's the fun lovin' criminal (2x)

Yes we bug a lot and my friends is loud and. . .
I'm more freaky than disco 2000
I scream, i yell, i bark, i bite
I'll hit you with an egg on a hot summer night
I never let the cops get wind of me
And i never, ever, ever say die
I never take myself too seriously
'cause everybody knows fat birds don't fly

Stick'em up punk, it's the fun lovin' criminal (4x)
The fun lovin' criminal (3x)

Means with the green, murder on your spleen
Living in a dream do you know what i mean
Goateed indeed, smart like john steed
I'll steal your girlie and i'll steal your weed
I got so much flavor that i'll always leave you chewin'
I got so many styles you'll be thinking i'm from the u.n.
I broke into the white house and never got caught
And i'd be neil armstrong if i was an astronaut
I am always optimistic about human relations
I got more friends than my man peter gatien
We're always fun loving, so don't start bugging
If your girlie comes up and starts kissing and hugging


Stick'em up punk, it's the fun lovin' criminal (4x)