Every Single Weekend (Kam)

"Whassup nigga? Whassup for the weekend nigga?" [Kam] The weekend?! That shit ain't nothin but another two days that niggaz act crazy on Then it's gone, and everybody feel FUCKED UP THE ASS cause they spent they last on shit that they wouldn't get, no other days of the week "Why is that?" Because they too damn cheap Been keepin the act up, for forty-eight hours They weekend warriors, but weekday cowards (bustaz) All of a sudden, everybody got so much heart You know some shit gots to start But believe you me, between now and then a gang of motherfuckers lives gon' end but yo, if they lucky they will know how to get away Then they'll live to punk out another day But am I wrong when I say that? "Hell nah, cause the homies don't play that" And y'all know, it's happenin "every single weekend" "shit happens" "every single weekend" "shit happens" "every single weekend" "shit happens ev-ev-ery-day" -> Slick Rick [Kam] It's the same routine, every seven day period The opposite sex, got us all doin weird shit It's all about gettin credit, for bein that hell of a nigga, and so you slang for the putang Figure it out, cause see it's just for the skeezin Ain't no other reason And a season don't go by that niggaz don't show off and break some laws so they can take some drawers home Or straight perpetrate, all cause they learned wrong Wearin beepers, that ain't even turned on A fake Rolex, tryin to look like a star A phony phone antenna on a rent-a-car Wait, it don't stop with the men though I know the same amount of hoes tradin ass for the indo Tryin your best, but you can not fool me into thickin that you rich, with no costume jewelry on But it's happenin, "every single weekend" "shit happens" "every single weekend" "shit happens" "every single weekend" "shit that happens ev-ev-ery-day" -> Slick Rick [Kam] Ten and two, fingertips on the steering wheel Sittin on the phonebook, smellin like Clear-a-sil A young boy's weekend on the Eastside Caught the bus and came back with a G-ride The little homies put the tank on E So it's on one of y'all to rush another G And now everybody knowin how he felt Damn, here come one time, put on y'all seatbelt Heart beatin so hard they shakin If one-time pull us over nigga I'm breakin cause they comin up fast in the rearview So don't nobody'll look until the coast is clear too They all on the ass like a tiger stalkin y'all put on the grin, and pretend we all talkin and, if he don't sweat the rest is simple Everybody hit his ass up out the window And, you know we doin it, "every single weekend" "shit happens" "every single weekend" "shit happens" "every single weekend" "shit that happens ev-ev-ery-day" -> Slick Rick [Kam] Well this was strictly for the underground parties who can relate, straight to all these events The ones happenin, "every single weekend" We all look alike, ain't nobody unique when every little girl is a prostitute And every nigga outside police gots to shoot because here, if a nigga ain't rappin then he must be affilaited, slangin or kidnappin But he trapped in a stereotype of bullshit a four-fifth, couldn't even save him from And then you gave him a rope to hang with Divide and conquer him with all this gang shit So for the streets I'ma close like this: Fuck y'all, all that can kiss my skinny starvin po' short low-class stressed out fraggedy ghetto ass "Now what was I do.." "every single weekend" "shit happens" "every single weekend" "shit that happens ev-ev-ery-day" -> Slick Rick "every single weekend" "shit happens" "every single weekend" "shit happens" "every single weekend" "shit that happens ev-ev-ery-day" -> Slick Rick "every single weekend" "everyday" "every single weekend" "everyday" "every single weekend" "everyday.. everyday.. everyday"