What A Day Lyrics - Heroz4hire - Jeru The Damaja

One day about six 'o clock I'm woke up 

By the sound of my buzzer and a car or a truck 

Screechin' off so I jump up scratch my nuts 

But when I'm like "Who's that?" nobody speaks up 

So I go to the door there's a note it says: 

"We have Hip Hop hostage with guns to his throat 

Do the right thing and we might let him go 

But if you call the police that's all she wrote 

You know what the motive is it's all about dough 

And in case ya think we bullshittin' here's the photo." 

I couldn't recognize the clows because they was all hooded down 

But I peeped Foxy Brown sippin' Cristal in the background 

With fake alligator boots on 

And smack dab in the middle was hip-hop with a Versace suit on 

I immediately called Primo 

I said "Hip-Hop is in trouble, meet me at my rest on the double 

Don't even jump in the shower, matta'fact scratch my rest 

Meet me and D & D in an half an hour 

And bring all ya shit wit' you 'cause you know what we got to do." 

Yo Afu! (Whassup?) Lets jet-son like Elroy 

If I recall correctly I last saw hip-hop down at Bad Boy 

We'll see if Puff knows whassup 

'cause he's the one gettin' him drunk and fuckin' his mind up 

We go to the office, he's nowhere to be found 

So we snatch up Jay Black and beat his bitch ass down 

"Now where's Hip-Hop?!" "Aaight, aaight..." he confessed: 

"Suge came and took him from Puff last night, 

He said he'd give him up if a real nigga came to retrieve 'em..." 

So we went to L.A. later that evenin' 

When we got there, everything was aaight 

And we brought Hip-Hop back home that night. 

ONE DAY...