The Goats: Watcha got is watcha gettin

Chorus: *Scratches and cuts by DJ 1TakeWillie* "Slid down the banister like I was insane" "Grabbed my Gucci watch and my fly gold chain" Whatcha got is whatcha gettin' Whatcha got got is whatcha gettin' saayyy! [Madd] Praised amazed kinda dazed when I plays From the time inclined I used to rhyme I went for mine They pullin' nines to draw the lines To get the cash real fast for a blast The task at last unmask the true villain, yo! Does he clock the rocks to fill his pocks and his socks Or does the dough make him slow for the know how to flow Say!, that's when I fucked up [OaTie] It's the season of the vicin', the mentals doing dickin' If it's yours for the pickin' like the new gear or some kicks and A new cartridge for Nintendo, then ya pretend no And get all offended cause ya ain't no big time spendo Ya low on the backs of the green type kind Like Mr. Mac Money without the money or the mind And then you're sure ta find, "Yo can't do nuthin' for ya" Cause ya sold out ya kin like you was LaToya Jackson but no action countin' papes in small fractions Whatcha woulda had if ya did a little stashin' Ta hell with the fashion, fashion is for the daisies Beware of the rancor of the anchors of the crazy shadies Fees, fees, and fees, making music for the fees The label said "bend over bro and take ya royalties" It's a mad kinda madness, this serial madness Sad kinda sadness saying yo I gotta have this Chorus [Madd] Now here come ole Flattop fresh with Fila hightop Boots and the scoop is chillin' at the bus stop On a split shift, spliffed with the swiftness Gotta gotta get yo, who's he gonna gets this time Because it's payday the first day is the heyday The S.S. checks is here so now it's May Day Solo, oh no, rollin' like a Rollo Maxin for the buddy coming down with the Herringbone Up on Erie Ave., so one starts ta grab Didn't quite have so the buddy starts ta jab He didn't have to fight cause dig it's 92 Dude got screwed Flattop had a double 2 Bust him in the gut, yeah he bust him in the gut Now I'm wearing black and for what? So you can be the man and glam and like you're grand And get dicked by big Uncle Scam, damn *Scratches and cuts* "Slid down the banister like I was insane" "Grabbed my Gucci watch and my fly gold chain" Whatcha got is whatcha gettin' Whatcha got got is whatcha gettin'