Jokes On You Jack Lyrics by Kid Capri

Jokes On You Jack Lyrics

    (the joke's on you, jack ) --> l.l. cool j

    (ha-ha-ha)

    [ verse 1: kid capri ]
    Oh you (you) started somethin new
    Sorry, that is somethin that you're used to
    Keep quiet, cause kid capri is teachin this
    Sure you think i slept, but only if
    We can conclude this matter
    But your last feelings will still be the same
    (the joke's on you, jack)
    Yes, it's on you, jack
    Don't understand? then let me explain
    How i can get funky like this all day
    You really didn't think that this could be done
    Step into my path, you will feel the wrath
    How many take me out? none

    (the joke's on you, jack )

    (ha-ha-ha)

    [ verse 2: kid capri ]
    Swish (swish) lords of funk from the foul line
    Boom-bammin, slammin like a alpine
    I know you hate us, but you better think ahead
    You try to dis us - you're dead
    For no reason at all
    You made yourself look like a crumb
    Man, you flipped, mouthed off with the lip
    You ended up bein kid capri's son
    Take your dukes, punk, show me what you got
    Then maybe you can fit in with the rest of the rookies
    (the joke's on you, jack)
    You wanna make a bet?
    The lords of funk is the hip-hop bookies

    (the joke's on you, jack )

    (ha-ha-ha)

    Break it down
    (the joke)
    (ha-ha-ha)
    (the joke)
    (ha-ha-ha)
    (the joke's on you, jack )
    (ha-ha-ha)

    Silver d (silver d) take it to the breakdown
    Money mark, please scratch to the northbound
    ( *scratching* )okay, that's enough
    D and mark, he's beefin, call the kid's bluff
    ( *scratching* )

    [ verse 3: kid capri ]
    Oh man, you never heard it this good
    You wanna battle? do you really think you should?
    You got a crew that like to start trouble
    But in the end they get bust like a bubble
    Now, you should get taught some manners
    Come into my party and act polite
    Talk to the cuties and dance with some honeys
    And don't you come here lookin for a fight
    This is a party and not a warzone
    So open up your eyes, then maybe you'll see
    I'm bad like rambo, sort of like commando
    What's my name? (the kid capri)
    Man, i'm a bone-breaker, pounder like a heavyweight
    A rap teacher, here, let me demonstrate
    Better than ever, i'm tougher than leather
    Gotta make sure lords of funk stay together
    To rock violators one by one
    (yo man, why you do that, kid capri?)
    Cause it's fun
    Stay away, close is prohibited
    Gettin dissed, well, how could you live with it?
    You're broke, you're weak, you're starvin, you're hungry
    You're lost, you're gone, you're dissed
    You are so mad, you're angry, you're upset, you're hurt
    And you're steamin and you're fumin and you're pissed
    You're ready to rob and steal, kidnap and kill
    Rape a woman with a bat
    Now let me make sure that you understand
    (the joke's on you, jack)
    Hah, the joke's on you, jack

    (the joke's on you, jack )

    (ha-ha-ha)

    Man..
    You!

    Hey, the joke's on you, jack
    Ha-ha-ha-ha!
    Come on

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