Don’t Curse

[Intro: Heavy D]
This one definitely goes out on the censorship tip
So everybody — sit back, relax and have a champagne sip
We gonna teach these people out there
That we can say what we wanna say, the right way
You know what I'm sayin'?
So what we're gonna do is kick back
Swing a little funky beat by my man DJ Pete Rock, producer extraordinaire
Yo, Pete Rock, make it clear

[Verse 1: Heavy D]
I can flex, bend, lend a pen to a friend
Keep a party pimpin' from now 'til then
I don't have to swear, curse or juggle
Lyrics in a verse to make a party bubble
So Mr. Censorship, tell me what's your problem?
There's girlies on the corner, if wifey can't solve them
How does she say it? I'm curious, G
Does she say "Honey, love me", or "Baby, baby, fffffun me"?
Anyway, we'll say what we wanna say
Play how we wanna play, feels good that way
So G. Rap — huh, it's time to kick a verse
Do your man a favor, and don't curse

[Interlude: Biz Markie sample]
Kool G. Rap in the house
Kool G. Rap in the house
Kool G. Rap in the house
Kool G. Rap in the house

[Verse 2: Kool G. Rap]
You're tellin' me don't curse — I reversed and did it worse
First, I put a curse on every verse
I kinda got outrageous
Check it, even made a record how I'm doin' all my B-I-T-C-H'es
Ducks, it wasn't for the bucks
Every word that you heard is 'cause I didn't give a f.. aww shucks!
A-yo, I almost forgot
The curse is a plot, but it's gettin' kinda hot
So I'ma let profanity retire, hey!
But if worse comes to worse, I'll cuss you out like Richard Pryor
So Grand Puba — kick a verse
But do your man a favor, and don't curse

[Interlude: Grand Puba sample]
Grand Puba's on the rhyme
Grand Puba's on the rhyme
Grand Puba's on the rhyme
Grand Puba's on the rhyme

[Verse 3: Grand Puba]
Don't curse — bust it
I won't curse
I'll take a famous curse word and just say "kcuf"
'Kcuf' flipped around the other way means.. huh?
Boy, when I do it, see, I can't get stuck
Jump on the mic, then I earn a quick buck
Buck meanin' loot
Then I grab some boots and step with my troops
For those who can't follow and got stuck
'Kcuf' flipped the other way means.. [*coughing*]
Is this a curse? I freaked a nurse in a hearse
But I made sure I had my hat first
(C.L. Smooth) It's time to kick a verse
God-Cypher-Divine, we can't curse

[Interlude: CL Smooth sample]
C.L. Smooth, right to left
C.L. Smooth, right to left
C.L. Smooth, right to left
C.L. Smooth, right to left

[Verse 4: C.L. Smooth]
Go ahead, ask me — will I kick a curse in a verse? I'll say "Nope"
Grab you by your hair, wash your mouth out with soap
Thinkin' to be the last one with the bad lingo
Scoopin' all the skins in the church playin' Bingo
Sounds of the Mecca don, fresh from the tailor
Because they made a movie when he cussed like a sailor
Better yet, dialect dirty like a subway
Freak a funky loop and I make it go the other way
In a vocabulary scrimmage
But cursin' in my village ain't good for my image
So Big Daddy, you know it's time to kick a verse
But do your man a favor — don't curse

[Verse 5: Big Daddy Kane]
Uh! The smooth rap inventor that enter
Parental discretion's not advised, so there's no need to censor
Kids want to peep it, but you wanna beep it, what?!
I feel like slappin' that sticker on your.. (Chill, chill, say butt)
I'm too magical, rhymes are too tragical
For any source to stop Kane from gettin' capital
If I thought stickin' me was dissin' me
Man, don't you know that this would be
Worse than Stephen King's Misery?
So clean all profanity, still, you know the man'll be
Rockin' any microphone you hand to me
So Heavy D, I'm about to disperse
Kick another verse, and don't forget not to curse

[Interlude: Heavy D]
A-yo, Big Daddy, check this out
I'm about to do some old sly, slick, smooth on the trick tip stuff
I'm gonna bring out my little cousin, the producer of this joint
His name is DJ Pete Rock, definitely part of one of the family
You know what I'm sayin', G?
He's about to flex on this here mic and get busy like his big cousin
You know what I'm sayin'?
Check it
Pete Rock — kick a verse but don't curse

[Verse 6: Pete Rock]
God bless
But I can't mess around with the curses, so I'ma kick verses
Or a verse, Soul Brother number 1 here to kick facts
Smoke the microphone and produce crazy tracks
Yo, I'm a bad bro, let's start the flow
I'ma kick rhymes 'til it's time for me to go
I can't curse 'cause Heavy D said so
Now, I'ma get back to the subject — get wreck
If you think I'm bluffin' — just check with the crew
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, very down to earth
And we didn't have to curse

[Interlude: Q-Tip]
Yeah, man!
The Abstract Poet Q-Tip from A Tribe Called Quest here to wreck!
You know what I'm sayin'?
Got my man Pete Rock and my man Heavy D in the house
And we're definitely chillin' on the lifted tip
So bust the stidyle! Ah-hah!

[Verse 7: Q-Tip]
Flim-flam-flim, lick my big black stuff
Must I kick a curse to be rough enough?
You can put the sticker where the sun don't shine
So back off and let me get mine
Visions in my head when it's dealin' with hits
If I have four girls, then I lick eight 'its
Wait, don't wanna hear no drama
'Cause the bum-diddly-Hev is a fave of my mama's
So I blew out and get mad lifted
Don't have to say [kcuf] to show that I'm gifted
God bless me 'cause I reached my twenty-first
Hev' D, don't drop a curse

[Verse 8: Heavy D]
Peace! Peace! Peace to the preacher
I'm talkin' about a verse without a curse, that's how I reach ya
I can rock a party without a swear or a harsh verb
Backwards, no curse words Heavy D prefers
So swing, swing to the soapy clean rhythm
Before I say goodbye, lemme tell you how I hit 'em:
C.L., Pete Rock, G. Rap, Maxwell
Big Daddy, Q-Tip, and, uh, me as well
Time to say peace, thank Pete for the beats
This funky beat was made for the streets
Notice how clean that we kept every verse
But if worse came to worse (We'd have all said a curse!)

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