Things Get a Little Easier

And yes y'all, yes y'all

This is, a different type of dedication

To my man marcus from kansas city

But i'm just tellin ya straight on up

Don't be messin with no drugs

Whether you're young, whether you're old

Whether you're bad, whether you're bold

Don't mess with it cause it's not for the soul

And we gonna do it a little somethin

With three subjects like this..

[biz markie]

Subject one is about a brother by the name of john

Who was sellin crack, just like it was avon

And you know y'know the reason i say "was"

Because that's no longer what my man john does

There was a time when he was wearin much gold

Drivin a benz, jaguar and a rolls

The lifestyle he lived was far from penny ante

Yo-ho-ho-ho-ho, word to granny's panties

Cause he would make dough-roll, and swing it like a yo-yo

Bein broke, was just a no-no

But then the day came when john got caught

And he was dropped like pantyhose without support

You shoulda thought about, what you did in the past

To realize, this fast livin wouldn't last

But, the same guy that was a big hoodlum

Is now in jail, waitin for someone to duke him

[chorus - kids singing 4x]

Things get a little easier

Once you learn to understand it

[biz markie]

Subject two, and this one is a doozy

A messed up story about a girl named suzy

Now when you're on wic, the problems may seem enough

But you know she had to get scotty to beam her up

On a crack mission, no type of ambition

Make blunts disappear better than a magician

Her eyes got dim, her body got slim

She said there's nothin in the world like a good ol' stem

On and like on and, and it was strong

Grabbed her pipe and sung a son