(On my next show:
Gay pet's)
(Laziness is in the house

Slob wit no job is in the house)

[Verse 1: Chuck D]

See my rhymes be hot like soul food spots
I don't give a damn Jenny Jones
A 100 million homes

Grown folks doin anything
To be some known folks
Go tell Montell he gotta sue to

Get like Donahue
Between soap operas and bras
Commercials sop opraahh

Gossip by their own admissions
Failed smoke emissions
So enquired minds wanna know

How low can we go
On a TV show Hoochie and the Blow
Reverses the race

Cursed the nation the doom generation
The next voice you hear
Says get the $#&@ up outta here

From pyramids, to hearin what he, she or they did
Ain't no bizness on the screen
If you know what I mean


(Lazyness is in the house
Slob with no jobs is in the house)


He say she say they all got beef
Dragin their business all over in the street

Bad things is some of them think its cool
Talkshow created the fool


[Verse 2: Abnormal]
They tryin to portray themselves like
Their movie stars, big Willie style

Francin a mansion and fancy cars
But in real life they live in projects
And trailer parks all the bull%#@! they talk

Makes me wanna spark L's
Looking at channel zero from hell
They frontin like they saying something

But they ain't sayin nothin
Players & hustlers, hookers and druggy's and racist
I'm tryin to face this

The poison that they feed in this my mind
I'd rather be watchin BET Rap City
On my big screen TV believe me

When I say it
They do it for the greed of the fame
Following the trends of the Hollywood game

It a shame
Sellin their souls for 50 beans
Looking like fools on the tube

Just to get the damn cream

Dragin their business all over in the street


[Verse 3: C.Brewser]
Talk show host really TV evangelist

Bringin the most scandalous folks
With lies they can't handle it
Mad Drama trauma coming at you out to harm ya

Infect your mental with an infectious type of insomnia
Lies in disguise about women who really guys
And guys who really women like that's such a big surprise

You lies it's just like this whole world enterprize
Best understand black man is infinite potential wise
Realize TV amazing confusion type illusion

Brought to your brain cell
Giving you mental type dillusions
It's all brain wall syndrome

Sending you in a cyclone
Plus had for your health so best leave it alone
Bad things is some of them think its cool
Talkshow created the fool


[Verse 4: Chuck D]
I be crawlin in that head like a virus
You say lemme try this
Way back when medicine
Scaring some of our children

Soul brother number one
Is back in black in you kitchen
Tell granma to chill on those chitlins
Make no mistake Ricki Lakes eatin mad steaks
Off your bad breaks

Funerals and wakes
Some of that %#@! is fake Yeah!
She said He said
Baby/Mama stick it
All for TV time

Hotels and airplane tickets
Embarrass our $$#es and degrade
End of the day ain't that a (*##$
Geraldo's getting paid

(Laziness is in the house

Slob wit no job is in the house)

He say she say
They got beef
Draggin their bizness all in the streets
Bad things is some of them think its cool
TALK SHOW CREATED THE FOOL


[gives shout outs + a skit]