The black Album – Dead On It

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      Album: The Black Album

      Title: Dead On It

      Source: AZ Lyrics

      Note: If the lyrics are misquoted, please feel free to correct me. I am sharing the lyrics but I have not read them all, nor have I heard every song Prince wrote. Thank you in advance!

      “Dead On It”

      Riding in my Thunderbird on the freeway
      I turned on my radio 2 hear some music play
      I got a silly rapper talking silly shit instead
      And the only good rapper is one that’s dead on it

      Uh, Dead on it

      Shall we go back? (Yeah!)
      Let’s go

      Negros from Brooklyn play the bass pretty good
      But the ones from Minneapolis play it like it oughta should
      A magnum fro is better when u got a poof on it
      And the 2 and fro is funky when the grease is dead on it

      (Funky dead on it)
      uh, dead (on it) on it

      Shall we go back? Let’s go

      They dead on it, wow

      See the rapper’s problem usually stem from being tone deaf
      Pack the house then try 2 sing,
      there won’t be no one left (ha ha) (on it)
      Parking lot’s on fire, brothers peelin’ out of the town
      They say in disgust, they singin’ their guts
      Rappin’ done let us down (down down)
      u got 2 be dead… on it

      Dead on it


      All the sisters like it when u lick ’em on the knees
      Don’t believe me? (no)
      Try it once then stop, they’ll be begging
      Please, please, please (please, please, please)
      Shoo be doo wa, dead on it
      What does that have 2 do with the funk?
      Nothing, but who’s paying the bills?
      If u don’t wanna lick my knees, I’m sho’ your mama will

      Uh, cuz we, cuz we, cuz we dead on it

      De, de- de- de- de- de- de, dead on it, on it

      La, la, la, la
      La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
      La, la, la, la

      My bed’s a coffin, Dracula ain’t got shit on me
      My nickname’s Hell’s-a-Poppin’, I’m badder than the Wicked Witch
      I got a gold tooth, costs more than your house
      I got a diamond ring on four fingers, each one the size of a mouse

      They dead, they dead on it, on it

      La, la, la, la
      La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
      La, la, la, la

      La, la, la, la
      La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
      La, la, la, la

      Wait now, hang up, dial tone on the 3
      U know, U know, I’m busy, 2 scizzy
      Can’t nobody fuck with me

      Cuz I’m dead (on it, on it, on it)
      on it

      Shoo be doo wa wa, dead on it

      Dead on it, on it, on it

      Dang, dang, dang, dang, (dead on it) shoo be dang, dang, dang, dead on it
      Dead, dead on it


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