Treat 'Em Right (Re-Recorded) - Chubb Rock

Nineteen ninety, Chubb Rock jumps up on the scene

With a lean and a pocket full of green

The green doesn’t symbolize I made it on the top

But Robocop last year was a shock

The tone of the Popeye cut shook your butt

Kids are screaming;

the media says, «What…

Kind of music is this for you to dance to?»

The man with the plan and the man demands you

Leave the smack and the crack for the wack

Throw the vial in the Nile;

keep a smile like that

Leave the knife and the gun in the store

And ignore temptation, sent by the nation

Racial gain causes pain;

need a new rep

In your hearts and minds never forget Yusef

Hawkins

, and when you’re walking, you don’t just run

Black on black;

remember that;

it’s important

Anyway the struggle is won, brings forth the fun

No hatred;

the summer’s almost done

No time for sleep, jump in your Jeep

And pump up the funky beat a whole week

Beeper goes off, yo, smash it and trash it

You’re too young to be plumped in a casket

Just get your boys and bring the noise

And just swing it, and party people, sing it