Don't Curse Lyrics - Singles - Heavy D

This one definitely goes out on a censorship tip 

So everybody sit back relax and have a champagne sip 

We gonna teach these people out there who are 

Against saying what we want to say the right way 

Y'know what I'm sayin', so what we're gonna do 

Is kick back swing a little funky beat by my man 

DJ Pete Rock producer extraordinaire 

Yo, Pete Rock, make it clear 

I can flex, bend, lend a pen to a friend 

Keep a party pimping from now to then 

I don't have to swear, curse or juggle 

Lyrics in the verse to make a party bubble 

So 'Mister Censorship', tell me, what's your problem? 

There's girlies on the corner, and phifey can't solve 'em 

How did she say it, I'm curious G 

Does she say honey love me, or baby baby, fun me 

Anyway, we say what we wanna say 

Play how we wanna play, feels good that way 

So G Rap, huh, it's time to kick a verse 

Do your man a favor and don't curse 

You're tellin' me don't curse on a verse, they did it worse 

First I put a curse on every verse 

I kind of got outrageous 

Check it, even made a record on how I'm doing on the B I T C H es 

Drop some verses for the bust 

Every word that you heard is cause I didn't give a f, aw shucks 

Hey yo, I almost forgot 

The curse is a plot but it's getting kinda hot 

So I'ma let profanity retire, hey 

But if worse comes to worse, I'll cut you out like Richard Pryor 

So Grand Puba, kick a verse 

But do your man a favor and don't curse 

Don't curse, bust it 

I won't curse, I'll take a famous curse word and just say kcuf 

Kcuf flipped around the other way means ha 

Boy when I do, I see, I can't get stuck 

Jump on the mic then I earn a quick buck 

Buck meanin' loot, then I grab some boots 

And set wit my troops 

For those who can't follow and got stuck 

Kcuf flipped the other way means 

It's just a curse, I freaked a nurse in a hearse 

But I made sure I had my hat first 

CL Smooth, it's time to kick a verse 

God cypher the rhyme, you can't curse 

Go ahead ask me, when I kick a curse in a verse, I say nope 

Grab you by your hand, wash you're mouth out wit soap 

Thinkin' to be the last one wit the bad lingo 

Scoopin' on the skinz in the church from your bingo 

Sounds of the Mecca, dark fresh from the tailor 

Because they made a movie when he cuss like a sailor 

Better yet, dialect dirty like a subway 

Freakin' for your loot, here to make it go the other way 

In a vocabulary scrimmage 

But cursin' in my village ain't good for my image 

So Big Daddy, you know it's time to kick a verse 

But do your man a favor, don't curse 

The smooth rap inventor that enter 

Parental discretion's not advised so there's no need to censor 

Kiss on, peep it, but you want to beep it, what? 

I feel like slapping a sticker on ya, chill chill, see what 

But, too magical rhymes are too tragical 

For any source to stop Kane from getting capital 

If I thought sticking me was dissing me 

Man, don't you know that this would be 

Worse than Stephen King's Misery 

So clean all profanity, stealing all the man to be 

Rocking any microphone you're handing me 

So Heavy D, I'm about to disperse 

So kick another verse and don't forget not to curse 

God Bless, but I can't mess around wit the curses 

So I'm a kick verses or a verse 

Soul brother number 1 here to kick facts 

Smoke the microphone and produce crazy tracks 

Your my bad bro, let's start the flow 

I'm a kick rhymes till it's time for me to go 

I can't curse cause Heavy D said so 

Now I'm a get back to the subject 

Get wreck, if you think I'm bluffin', just check 

Wit the crew, Pete Rock and CL Smooth very down to earth 

And we didn't have to curse 

Yea, yea the Abstract poet Q-tip of a Tribe Called Quest 

Here to wreck, y'know what I'm sayin' 

Got my man Pete Rock and my man Heavy D in the house 

And we're definitely chillin' on the lifted tip 

So bust the spit out, aha 

Flim flam flim, lick my big black stuff 

Plus I kick a curse to be rough enuff 

You could put the sticker where the sun don't shine 

So back off and let me get mine 

Visions in my head when it's dealing wit hits 

If I had 4 girls then I lick 8 its 

Wait, don't wanna hear no drama 

'Cause the bum didaly Heav is a favorite of my mama's 

So I blew out get mad lifted 

Don't have to say up the show that I'm gifted 

God bless me 'cause I reach my 21st 

Heavy D, don't drop a curse 

Peace, peace, peace to the preacher 

I'm talkin' about a verse without a curse that's how I reach ya 

I can rock a party without a swear or a harsh verb 

Backwards, no curse words, Heavy D prefers 

So swing, swing to the Soul bequiem rhythm 

Before I say goodbye, let me tell ya how I hit 'em 

CL, Pete Rock, G Rap, Maxwell 

Big Daddy, Q-Tip and ah me as well 

Time to say peace, thank Pete for the beats 

This funky beat was made for the street 

Notice how clean that we kept every verse 

But if worst came to worst, we all said a curse 

Free Slick Rick 

Free Slick Rick 

Free Slick Rick 

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