suburbian nightmare

sir mix-a-lot

you can check my blackness

fact is

i'm rough as a cactus

now i gotta change what i practice

so i went to the suburbs and bought me a big house

and now they wanna run a brother out?

i'm a well-educated young maker of revenue

rollin' in a big black bmw

so i'm supposed to fit because i'm straight legit

but the police still wanna trip

they accuse me of robbin' myself

never seen a brother with wealth

hell

i thought i was big

and now i'm trapped in the house

'cause the cops got my crib staked out

the police chief is runnin' for comissioner

but if i get outta this

chief

i'm gettin' ya

cheif needs a cover-up plan 'cause he heard i'm famous

called a crazy white boy

name was amos

i thought amos was a burglar

but when he saw me

he said i never heard of ya

he couldn't tell north from south

but amos was my only way out

of this suburbian nightmare

huh

yeah

my suburbian nightmare

i may not look like beaver

but you don't either

i bought a big house for the breather

even in the suburbs

cops are my enemy

and all the rich liberals ain't friendly

so amos got a shotgun and i got a skillet

anything movin'

i'ma straight up kill it

i'm a black man on the come-up

i got done up

and roughed up by a cop tryin' to get hooked up

i got a meal and i just sealed two more deals

and now i'm runnin' from the cops? this ain't real!

you see

the cops sent amos in to play that role

be a burglar and rob my home?

they offered him a deal and then took it back

ol' amos should have signed them a contract

cheif walks in talkin' that +nigga+ smack

*punch* oof!" "+nigga

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