News Story Lyrics - Singles - Kid Capri

Yeah, mmm 

I don't know what's goin' on, everybody tryin' to flip 

All they need to do is do the right thing 

Put it where it's supposed to be 

News story open to the media 

Crime bosses, do or die or either ya 

Live like a convict on the rock 

You get shanked, battered and bruised, you get dropped 

In the bang just livin' like a savage 

And at the same time your body's damaged 

Made a move on a brother from the Boogie Down Bronx 

He was a bully that beat up punks 

In the cells and caught 

A couple of the C.O.'s 

Snatched a brother by his neck 

And knocked him down and broke his nose 

Here's the bum rush, twenty at a time 

Started somethin' new just when the brother dropped dimes 

Huh, this is a brother who's a drug kingpin 

Made millions and millions, again and again 

Used to stitch a snitch just to get him switched 

But the brother didn't know that snitches get stitches 

Had a Jah, had a Benz, had plenty of friends 

Had fifties and hundreds, stacks of twenties and tens 

He was evicted, mother probably did time long style 

Had her workin' with the chain gang in the coal mine 

Did the bid, came out but the brother was broke 

Had connects so the brother started sellin' some coke 

And vials of cracks he sold it, to all the new jacks 

He sold, Buddha and stuff, meth sloopies and smacks 

He wore Polo and Guess, dressed the part and the style 

Whole teeth were clean every time he would smile 

He had a girl named Josie, was a beautiful chick 

Ended up bein' a girl in a porno flick 

T'is the season to be skeezin', the girl made me sick 

Wanted to kick a little flavor so the flavor was kicked 

She's a girl from around the way that likes to play 

Spendin' his dough, eatin' out every day 

Wearin' jewels, expensive clothes so on and so on 

And my man didn't know that the girl was a hoein' 

Now she got a little pot, I guess she's goin' for self 

Tryin' to make brothers lick her below the belt 

Takin' trips to Virginia with a key at a time 

Makin' forty two G's at a drop of a dime 

Now she's thick but what about the brother that put her on? 

And gave her jewels and furs and treated her like a don 

She forgot all about him so now he's mad 

He got a thirty two clip and when he find her she's had 

But that's the life of the fast lane, there you just might gain 

A house and cash and either jail or chump change 

I've seen it before, my buddies went through it all 

And because of that I don't see 'em anymore 

Twenty-five to life, doin' crazy hard time 

And in the jails, what's yours is mine 

Huh, and as I say I need a moment of silence 

The almighty Kid Capri says stop the violence 

Stop the violence, all you gotta do is put it in effect 

Put yourself where you're supposed to be 

Teach others, save the children 

And all that 

Big shout to the Trooper Love Crew 

Rest in peace to my main man, Chuck G, Pop Duke 

This is the Kid Capri and the Lords of Funk 

And we outta here, see-ya