THE JUGGAKNOTS - Romper Room lyrics

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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 goin on (oh what's goin on?)

All we can do is goin on (oh what's goin on?)

Ayyo thanks to pop groups 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 villian

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 Matel

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 goin on (oh what's goin on?)

All we can do is goin on (oh what's goin on?)

Used to play cach 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