| GREEN EGGS & SWINE |
| M. Berrin, P. Nash, P. Huston Produced by Prince Paul and 3rd Bass Engineered by Mike Teelucksingh and Chris Shaw Recorded at Calliope Studios and Greene Street Recordings Music by Prince Paul's International Silver String Submarine Band, Keyboards by Chris Shaw, Gelke by MC Serch, Cymbal by Prince Paul, Accordian by Pete Nice, Horns by Al Title Performed by MC Serch & Pete Nice Contains samples from the following: Hummin by Cannonball Adderley |
| You do not dig them so you say, try them, try them and you may, try them and you may I say... |
| Verse 1: Prime Minister Pete Nice |
| Slave drivers on your dollar bills it builds upon your ignorance significant, you never beat one-two one-two semblance since I ain't supposed, no boastin' I'm keepin' soaps in my mouth like Coast and for the silence of the swine, city slicker on my suede shoes liquor on the lips sippin' booze as a cow moos lose my head over speak of a censor most covered three handle family credenza friends of mine align swine on the backstab grabbin' greedy, now it's Rikers or rehab my walkin' stick just flips, it's a stick up misdirected like Charlie Babbitt, mixed up three-fifths, three-fifths, like this He used to roll, a man was three-fifths, a man without his soul so is this equal or blowin' up your ass smoke most stiffs who got your vote would rather slit your throat |
| Verse 2: MC Serch |
| No no no, green eggs and swine But they keep edgin' to my plate, I step back and say, "Thanks, cause I just ate," not that I would eat it even if I was hungry -- all the ills of the streets that could have done me in I stay clear of all the evil all the envy and ex-homeboys who used to be friendly pretend to be down, but changin' real fast so heed the word, heed the word of my FOOT up your ass kickin' a bone out, castin' a stone out makin' water ripple but got nothin' the middle so now you sit there, makin' big waves talkin' about my ancestors used to be from caves It's time to wake up, bake the cake, and turn the page for now is the birth, the birth of the mind age we you and me -- all in a new time zone and give you somethin' much better to dine on |
| Verse 3: Prime Minister Pete Nice |
| My loops and loops and rhymes you never censor I'm scramblin' eggs on your family credenza tend to your owns or you're blown to bits you're eatin' green eggs while I'm swallowin' the grits you sits on your bony ass I'm passin' on the rhythm I give em gassin' me, you try to geez I'll SWING em like a 40 ounce the choice is constitutional solutions arrest in domes of ignorance full I'm dickin' down swine, I stick my neck out give a slap here, and shorty'll put your head out five G's explicitly you see the story tells you put a sticker on my record and my record sells Sam I am not, with the not but Sam Sever is so the critics all think they know what clever is I never seen you 40'd up at the corners Pops so what a Senator knowin' about hip-hop? |
| Verse 4: MC Serch |
| Freedom of speech that is spoken in loose lips to those who appreciate large tips, tippin' the scale Slum is in favor of the man who can't stand the live flavor Bob's a jerk and he works for the X-brand not X-Clan, but wax get taxed even if it's bland branded for educated street credentials and can't talk about life's barest essentials put it to plate, cause the plate they won't deny it but won't give you a chance, or even a place to buy it cry for freedom, but music's not free, it's choking could never could ever could say what needs to be spoken put this out, before I depart before Hitler killed Jews, he started with the arts I got much much better things, to do with my time than to worry about the green eggs and swine (try them...) the green eggs and swine much much better things to do with my time than to worry about the green eggs the green eggs the green eggs and the swine |
| I will not eat them here or there, I will not eat them anywhere, I will not eat green eggs and swine heh heh heh heh... but my balls itch |