Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

For the laughter, sing for the tear (Come on!)
His thoughts are whacked, he's mad so he's talkin' back
Sing it with me, if it's just for today
From standin' on corners and porches just rappin'
These ideas are nightmares to white parents
To being able to have any fuckin' thing that we wanted
In the land of the killers, a sinner's mind is a sanctum
But if he ever saw him again he'd probably knock him out