If You Have To Ask

1. A wanna be gangster thinkin' he's a wise guy

Rob another bank, he's a sock 'em in the eye guy

Tank head mister Bonnie and Clyde guy

Look him in the eye, he's not my kinda guy

Never wanna be confusion prefer

Pudding sweet, but too aloofer

Orange eyed girl with a backslide dew said

"Yo, homie, who you talkin' to?"

Backed up paddy wagon, mackin' on a cat's ass

One upper cut to the cold, upper middle class

Born to storm on boredom's face

Add a little lust to the funky ass Flea bass

Most in the race just lose their grace

The blackest hole in all of space

Crooked as a hooker, now, suck my thumb

Anybody wanna come get some?

R: If you have to ask

You'll never know

Funky mother fucker will not

Be told to go

2. Don't ask me why I'm flyin' so high

Mister Bubble meets superfly in my third eye

Searchin' for a soul bride, she's my freakette

Soak it up inside, deeper than a secret

Much more than meets the eye

To the funk I fall into my new ride

My hand, my hand

Magic on the one is a medicine man

Thinkin' of a few taboos that I ought to kill

Dancin' on their face like a stage on Vaudeville

I feel so good, can't be understood

Booty of a hoodlum rockin' my red hood

R: If you have to ask...