pare the rod, spoil the child Fuck that shit I'm about to go wild Went to the backyard found myself a switch Wimpy little shit is about to get hit Upside the head with a bucket of sand Fucking shit up cause I'm fuckin intense I'm tenser than fuck I'm denser than shrubs I'm straight out the pub with a fistful of fuck you
Whatcha gonna do, where you gonna sit Beat that bad butt with a hickory stick Lickity split, sick of these kids Want my side of corn and a bucket of ribs Fuck em up quick Don't miss my game Every little sound a little light in my brain So don't complain, like I'm always saying Might get the belt or the bicycle chain
Smackababy in the morning, smackababy in the light Smackababy in the evening if you're feelin like a fight Smackababy in your home, smackababy on a train Smackababy anywhere you like just please do not refrain Smackababy, smackababy, smackababy, c'mon Smackababy make me go crazy Smackababy, smackababy, smackababy, c'mon Smackababy make me go crazy
Beat that boy, hurl that girl Heres two tickets to a tilt-a-whirl Pump that pup, choke that chap Show em who's boss, ain't takin' no crap Ain't takin' no mess, ain't takin no guff Ain't takin' no less so you better bite your tongue Better watch your mouth, better stay in line Gonna get gone or I'm gonna get mine So shut the fuck up and let me chill Bring me a beer and a bottle of pills Sit real still don't make a peep Or I'll get my sickle and reap my seed I love you kid cause you're my kin TV's on and you don't say shit Take off your shoes and stay off the couch And just get lost, shut your motherfuckin mouth
Smackababy in the morning, smackababy in the light Smackababy in the evening if you're feelin like a fight Smackababy in your home, smackababy on a train Smackababy anywhere you like just please do not refrain Smackababy, smackababy, smackababy, c'mon Smackababy make me go crazy Smackababy, smackababy, smackababy, c'mon Smackababy make me go crazy
[Man: You are MC Chris. MC Chris Uh no. Man: I got all your cassette tapes. MC Chris: I..I’m not mc chris he’s dead. Man: MC Chris I got all your cassette tapes. MC Chris: I never put out cassette tapes and he’s dead. Man: I got here..I got..I got this song. MC Chris: And uh I can’t. Man: I got this song idea for you MC Chris: I’m in a hurry Man: I got this song. MC Chris: I gotta. Man: It’s about. MC Chris: Uh I just gotta. Man: It’s about babys. MC Chris: I’m act..I’m actually in a hurry. Man: Called smackababy. MC Chris: It’s a very interesting title. Man: hang on. MC Chris: I’m in a hurry I just.. Man: Hang on hang on. MC Chris: ok. Man: Hold tight sir I need to get in tune.]
Smackababy in the morning, smackababy in the light Smackababy in the evening if you're feelin like a fight Smackababy in your home, smackababy on a train Smackababy anywhere you like just please do not refrain Smackababy, smackababy, smackababy, c'mon Smackababy make me go crazy Smackababy, smackababy, smackababy, c'mon Smackababy make me go crazy
Smackababy in the morning, smackababy in the light Smackababy in the evening if you're feelin like a fight Smackababy in your home, smackababy on a train Smackababy anywhere you like just please do not refrain Smackababy, smackababy, smackababy, c'mon Smackababy make me go crazy Smackababy, smackababy, smackababy, c'mon Smackababy make me go crazy