[George Clinton]
This is the story.. of pro-zen-xanthrapus
Pro-zen-ganthrapus..
Funky monkey.. nasty monkey.. gangster monkey..

[Redman]
Yo yo, yo, yo.. watch out!! I run New Jerz
Got blood on my wifebeater undershirt (look)
Hand to hand you bout half a gram
I’m a truckload, backin in, under dirt!
Lock on target, your wallet
Your chains I left stains up, gorilla paw prints
Sharp in garments, run out yo’ apartment
Vampire, wear yo’ garlic
I beef on the streets (gun jammin)
Y’all beef let’s meat/meet like Subway sandwiches
You have no idea
Crackheads furnish your homes like Ikea, over here
Bricks, B-R, I, C-K
Where hoes put twelve into size seven CK’s
Who’s the one? D-O-C
Carryin clips for the agents in +The Matrix+
At the Mobil Awards on the podium
Cause in high school I hung with custodians
Batter-ram your door in
Fuck hot, I’m warpin, Doc torturin your Walkman

[Chorus: Redman]
Jump, get up
All my niggaz in the house, stalk, get up
All my bitches in the house, jump, get up
All my niggaz in the house, stalk, get up
Jump, get up, jump, get up
All my niggaz in the house, stalk, get up
All my bitches in the house, jump, get up
All my niggaz in the house, stalk, get up
Jump, get up, jump, get up

[Redman]
Yo.. I put a dollar in my zipper
It’s pulled out from a mouth of a stripper
Back that thang up, same slut
Used to hang up, now she brain up
I’m like yo (yo) swallow it!
Dick new shit spit throat lozenges
When I’m off the hit {*click-click*}
Hire security to start joggin with, where your office is
I piss on it! Stamp Bricks on it
Take your street work, let your bitch pump it
I’m your next door tenant, that’ll strip you down
’til your barefooted like Eric Bennett
Half my brain is still experimentin
Doc already gone before the X kick in
Yeah, I want my cut like G-Money
Stickin the Easter Bunny for sneaker money
Now how many muh’fuckers out there
is high make some noise (ahhhhhhhhhhh!)
I just tried (ahhh) see last night, had two bitches
Me last night, so I told them to..

[Chorus: Redman]
Jump, get up
All my niggaz in the house, stalk, get up
All my bitches in the house, jump, get up
All my peoples in the house, jump, get up
Stalk, get up, jump, get up
All my niggaz in the house, stalk, get up
All my bitches in the house, jump, get up
All my peoples in the house, jump, get up
Stalk, get up, jump, get up
All my niggaz in the house, stalk, get up
All my bitches in the house, jump, get up
All my peoples in the house, jump, get up
Stalk, get up, jump, get up
All my niggaz in the house, stalk, get up
All my bitches in the house, jump, get up
All my peoples in the house, jump, get up
Stalk, get up, jump, get up

[George Clinton]
The gorilla in the motherfuckin mix
They call him Lethal Lip
The linguistic full metal jacket of vernacular ballistic
Shootin off at the mouth without chap or a blister
He got hairs on his funk and didn’t flunk diaper rash
Gorilla goin postal.. verbally toxic
Metal pierced forked and hollow point tongue
Dum-dums piled shot from gamblin gorilla gums
Hooked on phonics, packin a viscious vocabulary
Malicious with malice and mayhem
Fuck a gorilla dictionary, Magilla Gorilla talkin to ya
Yo-hoooooooo!
Sup Brick City? T.C., what it be like?
Yeahhh motherfucker!
You got thirty-five seconds to get yo’ ass to the flo’

J’ai demand? ? la lune
Et le soleil ne le sait pas
Je lui ai montr? mes br?lures
Et la lune s’est moqu?e de moi

Et comme le ciel n’avait pas fi?re allure
Et que je ne gu?rissait pas
Je me suis dit quelle infortune
Et la lune s’est moqu?e de moi

J’ai demand? ? la lune
Si tu voulais encore de moi
Elle m’a dit j’ai pas l’habitude
De m’occuper des cas comme ?a

Et toi et moi
On ?tait tellement s?r
Et on se disait quelques fois
Que s’?tait juste une aventure et que ?a ne durerait pas

Refrain

J’ai dit attends, je dis encore
Mais je dis pardon, d’abord, d’abord
J’ai dit attends, l’amour c’est fort
C’est pas les jeux des gosses dehors

J’ai dit attends, je dis encore
Mais je dis pardon, d’abord, d’abord
J’ai dit attends, l’amours c’est fort
C’est pas les jeux des gosses dehors

Je ferais tomber les murs de tes mauvais r?ves
J’inventerai, c’est s?r des matins de fi?vres
Je ferai le jeu des fous si tu le voulais
Des pri?res ? genoux pour te pardonner

J’ai dit attends, j’ai peur du noir
Des marchands solitaires au fond des couloirs
J’ai dit le temps efface tout
Des blessures d’hier ? ses mauvais coups

Je me sentirais capable de changer l’hiver
De demander au diable le go?t de l’enfer
J’oublirais pas tes yeux, j’irais jusqu’au bout
J’aurais pas peur du feu, des danses de vaudous

Je ferais tomber les murs de tes mauvais r?ves
J’inventerai, c’est s?r des matins de fi?vre
Je ferai le jeu des fous si tu le voulais
Des pri?res ? genoux pour te pardonner

Je ferais tout comme tu veux, le mal, le mieux
Je ferai tout comme tu veux
Je serai tout ce que tu veux, la glace, le feu
Je serai tout ce que tu veux

J’aime les filles de chez Castel
J’aime les filles de chez Renault
J’aime les filles de chez R?gine
J’aime les filles qu’on voit dans Elle
J’aime les filles des magazines
de chez Citro?n
J’aime les filles des hauts fourneaux
J’aime les filles
J’aime les filles qui travaillent ? la chaine

Si vous ?tes comme ?a T?l?phonez-moi
Si vous ?tes comme ?i T?l?phonez-mi

J’aime les filles ? dot
J’aime les filles ? papa
J’aime les filles de Loth
J’aime les filles sans papa
J’aime les filles de Meg?ve
J’aime les filles de Saint-Tropez
J’aime les filles qui font la gr?ve
J’aime les filles qui vont camper

J’aime les filles de La Rochell
J’aime les filles qui font vieille France
J’aime les filles de Camaret
J’aime les filles intellectuelles
J’aime les filles qui m’font marrer
de cin?ma
J’aime les filles de l’Assistance
J’aime les filles dans l’embarras
J’aime les filles

Si vous ?tes comme ?a T?l?phonez-moi
Si vous ?tes comme ?i T?l?phonez-mi

Si vous ?tes comme ?a T?l?phonez-moi
Si vous ?tes comme ?i T?l?phonez-mi

Chez moi les for?ts se balancent
Et les toits grattent le ciel
Les eaux des torrents sont violence
Et les neiges sont ?ternelles
Chez moi les loups sont ? nos portes
Et tous les enfants les comprennent
On entend les cris de New York
Et les bateaux sur la Seine

At home the forests dance
And ceilings scratch the sky
Waters from torrents are violence
And the snows are perpetual
At home wolfes are at our doors
And all children understand them
We hear cries from New York
And boats on the Seine

Va pour tes f?rets tes loups tes gratte-ciel
Va pour tes torrents tes neiges ?ternelles
J’habite o? tes yeux brillent o? ton sang coule
O? des bras me serrent

Ok for your forests your wolfes your skyscrapers
Ok for your torrents your everlasting snows
I live where your eyes shine where your blood flows
Where arms squeeze me

J’irai o? tu iras, mon pays sera toi
J’irai o? tu iras qu’importe la place
Qu’importe l’endroit

I’ll go where you’ll go, my country will be you
I’ll go where you’ll go whatever the place
Whatever the spot

Je veux des cocotiers des plages
Et des palmiers sous le vent
Le feu du soleil au visage
Et le bleu des oc?ans
Je veux des chameaux des mirages
Et des d?serts envo?tants
Des caravanes et des voyages comme sur les d?pliants

I want coconut palms beaches
And palms under the wind
Sun fire on my face
And the ocean’s blue
I want camels mirages
And captivating deserts
Caravans and travels as on brochures

Va pour tes cocotiers tes rivages
Va pour tes lagons tout bleu balan?ant
J’habite o? l’amour est un village
L? o? l’on m’attend

Ok for your coconut palms your beaches
Ok for your lagoons all blue
I live where love is a village
Where someone’s waiting for me

J’irai o? tu iras, mon pays sera toi
J’irai o? tu iras qu’importe la place
Qu’importe l’endroit

I’ll go where you’ll go, my country will be you
I’ll go where you’ll go whatever the place
Whatever the spot

Prends tes clic et tes clac (1) et tes r?ves et ta vie
Tes mots, tes tabernacles (2) et ta langue d’ici
L’escampette et la poudre (3) et la fille de l’air
Montre-moi tes edens montre-moi tes enfers
Tes nord et puis tes sud et tes zestes d’ouest

Take all you have and your dreams and your life
Your words, your swearwords and your tongue from here
Go away with everything and the air girl
Show me your edens show me your hells
Your north and your south and your west’s zests

Chez moi les for?ts se balancent
Et les toits grattent le ciel
Les eaux des torrents sont violence
Et les neiges sont ?ternelles
Chez moi les loups sont ? nos portes
Et tous les enfants les comprennent
On entend les cris de New York
Et les bateaux sur la Seine

At home the forests dance
And ceilings scratch the sky
Waters from torrents are violence
And the snows are perpetual
At home wolfes are at our doors
And all children understand them
We hear cries from New York
And boats on the Seine

Qu’importe j’irai o? bon te semble
J’aime tes envies j’aime ta lumi?re
Tous les paysages te ressemblent
Quand tu les ?claires

Whatever I’ll go wherever pleases you
I love your desires I love your light
All paysages look like you
When you light them

J’irai o? tu iras, mon pays sera toi
J’irai o? tu iras qu’importe la place
Qu’importe l’endroit

I’ll go where you’ll go, my country will be you
I’ll go where you’ll go whatever the place
Whatever the spot

(1) Tes clic et tes clac:
Qu?b?cer expression, all your belongings
(2) tabernacles:
Qu?b?cer swear word
(3) L’escampette et la poudre:
Variant of “La poudre d’escampette”, leaving quickly
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Cling to the sides, brain-boy
we lost our numb-er selves in jail
leaving a groovy wit matter on a sailing sky,
alive and jabberstroking,
sinking around you now
around you now
around you now
sinking around you now
around you now
around you now

Wings are wise, lame-boy
louder people build a fighting bore
dig the fast track, fucker,
ancenstral public dig the fast track!

He’s the one with the talkin’ rock-bull,
clings to edge of the pool,
Greg Case
Examine number one
at cause and at manners
bounded to protect, a fighting bully
go around you now
around you now
around you now
sinking full, around you now
around you now
around you now

On a silent sky
dig the fast track
alive and jabberstrokin’
dig the fast track fucker
think of a wide lane, boy
dig the fast track
promise you will go and fight
dig the fast track, fucker
access to the priveleges
dig the fast track, fucker
dig the fast track, fucker
dig the fast track for her
dig the fast trip
dig the fast track

Mi Mi Mi girl close your eyes
Mi Mi Mi got a surprise
Mi Mi Mi don’t run and hide let me take you on ride


First
We’ll go to Cleveland
we’ll kissin and huggin is what we’ll do


Next
We’ll go to Miami
and make it hot and steamy please believe me


Next
We’ll go to NY
and with your thighs I’ll treat you like the queen


Next
We’ll go to Chicago
we’ll bumpin and grindin its no joke


Chorus
Baby I’m jack you can be jill
I wanna carry up my hill
we dont have to run and to make love
but we can go to every city that you think of
(repeat 1x)


Next
We’ll go to HEL in room 112
I’ll make your body melt


Next
We’ll go to DC
I’ll do it deeply but take it easy


Next
We’ll go to Houston
There’s no illusion what we’ll be doing


Next
We’ll go to Philly
while I’m feelin you I know you feelin me


Baby I’m jack you can be jill
I wanna carry up my hill
we dont have to run and to make love
but we can go to every city that you think of


Hook
Oh girl you and me , me and you
all alone in this room
you will see alot of things you never seen
Oh baby
yes I’ll have a chamber maid
baby it should be the same
I’ll do you its so true
If a made it my way
we’d make love til the day


Chorus
Baby I’m jack you can be jill
I wanna carry up my hill
we done have to run and to make love
but we can go to every city that you think of
(repeat til finish)

I’ve been uptown, all around
I’ve looked here there everywhere
He killed my babe, today, with a gun
I’ll get him now, he can’t run

Well I’m looking for, looking for

Looking for Jack Action
To get my satisfaction
Looking for Jack Action
I’m looking for, looking…

Now I can’t believe she’s gone away
He better run, ya know I don’t play
Took my babe, my life, he’s on the run
Look out Jack now, here’s my gun, yeah

Well I’m looking for, looking for

Looking for Jack Action
To get my satisfaction
Looking for Jack Action
I’m looking for, looking…

Oh no, a man with a war to wage
I’m a suicide brigade
He’s mine, he’s all mine
My bullets are bearing his name
And his life is mine to claim
It’s time, now it’s time

Jack Action, where are you
It’s been too long since I’ve known
Won’t give up on you till I’m done
You’ll be dead soon, you can’t run, no

Cause I’m looking for, looking for

Looking for Jack Action
To get my satisfaction
Looking for Jack Action
I’m looking for, looking…

(SPOKEN)

Man #1: A-B-C-D-E-F-G-H-I…Hey, you know what letter comes after “I”?

Man #2, Man #3, Woman: “J”!

Man #1: Right. And whenever I think of the letter “J”, I think of all my friends whose names begin with the letter “J” like…

(SUNG)

“J”, Joe, wearing jeans
Got himself a pocket full of jelly beans
“J”, Joe, jeans, and his jelly beans
Hey, let’s sing a song about “J”

(SPOKEN)

Man #2: Hey, you know, I’ve got a friend whose name begins with “J”, too.

Man #1: Is that right?

Man #2: Yeah. Let me tell you about her.

(SUNG)

“J”, Jane, jumping down the lane
Joking and a-jiving
Well, that’s just like Jane

Man #1, Man #2: “J”, Jane, jumping Jane
“J”, Joe, jeans, and his jelly beans
Hey, let’s sing a song about “J”

(SPOKEN)

Woman: Hey, you know what, fellas?

Man #2: What’s that?

Woman: I’ve got a “J” friend, too.

Man #2: Oh yeah?

Woman: Yeah!

Man #2: Tell us about him.

(SUNG)

Woman: “J”, Jim, he’s tall and slim
He’s got a jar of jam
Let’s join with him

Man #1, Man #2, Woman: “J”, Jim, let’s join with Jim
“J”, Jane, well, let’s jump with Jane
“J”, Joe, jeans, and his jelly beans
Hey, let’s sing a song about “J”

(SPOKEN)

Man #3: I have one, too. My friend, Joan

Man #1: Tell us about her.

Man #3: O.K. Here it goes.

(SUNG)

“J”, Joan, jawing on the phone
Hear it jingle, hear it jangle
Well, it’s just for Joan

All: “J”, Joan, yes, jingle jangle Joan
“J”, Jim, let’s join with Jim
“J”, Jane, well, let’s jump with Jane
“J”, Joe, jeans, and his jelly beans
Hey, let’s sing a song about “J”
“J”

Today I wrote a poem
And I put it in my book
It’s about a certain letter
That’s shaped sort of like a hook
It’s a very special letter
And I like it quite a lot
The big one has a line on top
The small one has a dot
It comes at the beginning of a word like jellybeans
Or John, or Jane, or Jenny
Or a brand-new pair of jeans
You’ll find it in the alphabet
Between the I and K
And if you haven’t guessed by now
Well, it’s the letter J