Текст песни Jimbrowski - Jungle Brothers

(Ladies and gentlemen, live)
(The Black Prince, could)
(Could that be right?)
(Could that be Kid...)
Yeah, that's what it be
Subject matter of the '80s
Talk to me about this
Now here we have a theory that makes me kinda weary
It's a humorous matter that makes my eyes teary
Yeah, that's what they call it
The thing's so big you need a U-Haul to haul it
It's up on the tip, it's up on the top
This flamboyant thing cannot be stopped
Woooorrdd up, up, up, up
Gotta get it into you
Jimbra, -bra, -bra, -bra
Jimbra, -bra, -bra, -bra
Jimbra, -bra, -bra, -bra
Jimbra, -bra, -bra, -bra
This matter is for real, so let's be real about it
You always talk about it cause you can't live without it
In the evenin when you're dreamin
Wake up in the mornin, you must start schemin
Jimbrowski's on your mind
Takin up most your time
Yo, Jimmy helped me write this rhyme
So when you're feelin blue
Don't front on the Jimmy
Cause Jimmy can help you
If I told you Jimbrowski was seven feet tall
I'm tellin you man, Jimbrowski is located in your nearby neighborhood
If anybody come to you about Jimbrowski, you can tell them that we can do this
If not you know you can ask the Jungle Brothers, man
Jimbrowski is badder than your (baddest rope chain)
I guess that should (explain) why it was given the dope name
For some it's free, for others there's a fee
(But if you come to me, I give the Jimmy for free)
Spell it with a (Jay) and with a (Gee)
What do the Jungle Brothers call it?
Can you please tell me about Jimbrowski?
I don't know about Jimbrowski, please tell me about it
Hey yo, speakin of Jimbrowski
There go the dreadlock, man
Tell me somethin about Jimbrowski
What you want to know, man?
Tell me everything you know
Do you want their width, man, their heights, man?
Let me tell you right now the boy's long, man
Boy's long and mean, man
You don't mess with the Jimmy, man
Boy, when I was a kid, man
Little boys and girls don't wanna mess with the Jimmy, man
The boy three years old, man, the boy like seven foot tall
We're not counting his hair, man
Man, the Jimmy was no joke, man
Man, you never want to see the Jimmy, man
Man, let me get outta here, man
You don't wanna hear no more about this, man
Alright dreadlock man, peace
(The Black Prince has arrived)