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Your Life's A Cartoon Lyrics - Singles - Digital Underground

I said your life's a cartoon 

 

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You woke up, threw on a striped yellow tie 

Threw down a cup of coffee, kissed the wifey goodbye 

Leave the office each day around eleven o'clock 

Then you drive, stop, park, walk about three blocks 

To a peep-show booth and meet a girl named Ruth 

Wasn't sweating the shame, didn't use your real name 

Booked a hotel room, suite paid until June 

Get home and tell wifey that you're not in the mood 

But then the game got stale and your face grew pale 

When you came home early that day feeling ill 

Stepped through the door, dropped your brief and your beeper 

Your wife is getting down with all your housekeepers 

You was mesmerised, how could you be surprised? 

Only gave it to her Christmas and the fourth of July 

Oh, you had it going on, with ease you really worked it 

Let's review the scene just to see if it was worth it: 

Okay, last fall's when you started it all 

October to when you caught your wife bending over 

Broke up your home now you're on your own 

You lost your dignity; your self-respect is gone 

I got to laugh though, 'cause, cause you thought you was slick 

At least she got it free, but you? Youse a big trick 

You helped the pimps get paid, took a shot at catching AIDS 

And got your wife turned out by the butler and the maid 

 

Your life's a cartoon 

 

Try to take a nod on the bus, put your ear in a blob 

Left by a moisturiser overdoing slob 

Nice and wet down your neck with the jheri curl drip 

Couldn't see out the window cause the drip was so thick 

Walking through the mall with the house shoe lag 

Greasy doorag, sour jheri curl bag 

Loud talking and walking jerking your neck 

It's the first of the month, you got your welfare check 

Storekeeper johns, they're rubbing their palms 

Cause they know you never read the words in the Koran 

Where it tells you don't be jealous 'bout what you don't have 

Support the brother who opens up a shop on the Ave. 

You want slack cause you're black but if it ain't dirt cheap 

You're quick to say And that's another thing, man, the way you're talking is played 

You got to know the language if you wanna get paid 

Oh, you got a few ends, you might be driving a Benz 

But it's the credit man who wins out in the end 

He's got your car loan, interest on your mother's home 

He's got your daddy paying off shit he don't even own 

That's what I'm talking 'bout, man, what's the deal 

But just listen, I ain't dissing, this shit is for real 

Get yourself a nose job, yeah that's down 

Trying to look like a white man, you brainwashed clown 

You're up on European fashion and Japanese cars 

But if Wong pulled his market off the block you'd starve 

 

I said your life's a cartoon 

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