Look Who`s Burning Lyrics

Look Who`s Burning

Hey but what you're doing up here anyway nigga?
Man I came up to get some
rubbers man what you're doing up here?
I came up here to get a physical you
know for my job
you gotta get a physical and shit
really?
Ah that's me
right there hey man you stay up man
be careful and shit you know...
Thug
Brown?
yeah?
How can I help you?
Ah... yeah I like to get a physical
and shit
We don't give physical here
Oh you don't?
-No, all we test
for is (??), herpes, syphilis and gonorrhea
I like to see a
doctor
-What's the matter, you're burning?

Verse one:
I went to
the free clinic, it was filled to capacity,
Now how bad can a piece of ass
be?
Very bad, so I had to make the trip,
and thank god I didn't have the
drips.
I was there so a ho' couldn't gimme that,
just to get twenty free
jimmy hats.
Now look who I see,
ain't that... yeah, that's the bitch from
up the street.
With the big, fat tail,
who always told Cube to go to
hell.
She thought she was wiser,
now she's sitting in the waiting room,
burning like (Keith Miser?).
Yeah I see ya,
first Miss Thang, now Miss
Gonorrhea.
Man it's a trip how the world keeps turning,
It's 1991, and
look who's burning.

Verse two:
Now everybody is a victim, you can go
see 'em,
and you'll hear more claps than the Coliseum.
Sitting there all
quiet and embarrassed,
whoop, there goes that bitch who was careless.
I
remember she wouldn't give the cock,
to anybody who lived on the
block.
Now ho', look what you got,
bring that big ass over for the
shot.
'Cause somebody is (?) hot,
dripping like a faucet, I'm glad I
didn't toss it.
Got you a college boy who was worse than me,
and he
probably fucked the whole university.
Still wanted him to dick you down,
kick you down,
with some bucks, now who got fucked?
With a nigga for the
money he's earning,
but ask for some water bitch, and look who's
burning.

Verse three:
Yo, it ain't my fault you got the
hibbie-jibbies,
but you still try to act like you didn't see me.
So I
walk over, and say "hi",
bitch, don't try to act surprised.
You should've
put a sock on the pickle,
and your pussy wouldn't be blowing smoke
signals.
Man, this is gonna kill 'em,
guess who got a big fat dose of
penicillin.
They all ask "who?", and I tell 'em "you,
the new leader of
the big booty crew."
And after the day, I'm sorry to say,
you come to the
neighborhood, you couldn't give it away.
To a nigga, who's out to get major
paid,
but you'll have him, pissing out razorblades.
But a bitch like
you,
will be returning with the HIV, RIP.