Great Live Caper (Pt. 2) (clean)
J. Rawls
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Yo, I'll have a tale you 'bout the time that skids was after my fame
They tried to steal my rhyme book, so I blew up their plane
It made the 10 o'clock news, son, it's adlib scene
And the best part about it was I got away clean
Whoever gave 'em the job fed the lambs to the slaughter
With the plane and remains scattered over the water
A rhyme book with a homing device and a self-destruct button
Two things that no one else would have thought of
The FBI couldn't even explain it
Found a little black box but still not a clear picture was painted
I grabbed a cab and I quickly headed back to the rest
Hakuna Matata, but I still had to clean up the mess
It was grape, live, paper
(They stole my priceless book of rhymes)
Grape, live, paper
(I was on my way home, coming back from the gym)
It was grape, live, paper
(It was approximately 8:47 PM)
Grape, live, paper
(I headed upstairs, past time to brush and comb)
Yo, I got home to the scene of the original crime
Surprised to find that the time was 11:09
Was glad the door was still open 'cause I bounced so quick
Realizing that by now I could have still got thick
Yo, my trip from the front door to the second floor
Had me saying to myself, "Shit, here we go again"
I walked in and damn near caught a conniption fit
The stereo was playing low and the candles were lit
I smelled food, hit the kitchen, and who should I see?
The little dimepiece living down the block from me
Before the first song started and the day went grim
This is the girl that I met up with to go to the gym
She said she heard about the robbery and came upstairs
Saw the mess, sympathized, and began to prepare
She kissed my cheek, grabbed my hand, and led me out of the kitchen
I'm feeling like James Bond coming home from my mission
It was grape, live, paper
(My muscles kind of achy, so rigid and stiff)
Grape, live, paper
(Still kind of violating mine, popping all of the jaws)
Grape, live, paper
(But I got a briefcase with just such indication)
It was grape, live, paper
(As I zoomed in thinking it's about to be on)
See, I'm thinking it's about to be on but in a brand new context
Assuming that the danger is gone
I ate a late, great dinner, then I told her the story
That's when she told me that tonight she'd do anything for me
I caught the itis with a smile, then I started to trip
Said, "My muscles still ache and feeling rigid and stiff"
She said, "Ah, say no more," led me to the room
Laid me on my gut, sat on my balls
Seated to massage all my troubles away
She said, "It's getting kind of late, but I think I'ma stay"
That's when the room filled with people dressed in green and black
Laughing at me while my shorty cold stabbed me in the back
I felt the blood, saw the pain, then I started to scream
And that's the very moment I woke up from the dream
I sat up in my bed with a new day dawning
It turned out I dreamt about the same exact morning
As the whole day starts to manifest itself
I'm thinking, "Shit, man, this can't be good for my health"
Wondering if I'll survive, thinking my chances are slim
That's when the girl called, talking 'bout, "Let's go to the gym"
I said, "Hell no"
It was grape, live, paper
(This gotta be a nightmare, somebody pinch me)
It was grape, live, paper
(Pulled out just in time, but I'm not done yet)
It was grape, live, paper
(This gotta be a nightmare, somebody pinch me)
It was grape, live, paper
(They pulled out just in time, but I'm not done yet, so bust this)