Rainman! Something for the ladies... And the fellas
(Little something... Little message)
Check it out
[Verse 1]
First up I send a shout out to the woman in here
Whether sipping mixed drinks or guzzling beer
Whether they're as sober as a judge or stoned as fuck
Here for the music or just to get drunk
If you came with your man or came as a fan
If ya, came with your girlfriends to the jam
If ya, here at a hip hop show for the first time
Or you've been checking out gigs since 89'
If you spend your spare time writing rhymes
Or if you're a student studying design
If ya here cos your friends playing tonight
Or you've been thinking about rocking that open mic
Whatever brought you here, hope you feel at home
I hope you know that it's not only a bloke zone
It's just as much your place, your space
You got every right to come here and feel safe
[Chorus]
Attention (attention) gentlemen (gentlemen)
Who do you think you are?
"Grabbing girls in clubs"
"Hate to be around that shit" <<<--- Big L "On the Mic"
I said attention (attention) gentlemen (gentlemen)
Who do you think you are?
"Grabbing girls in clubs"
"Hate to be around that shit"
[Verse 2]
This second verse is for all my fellow perverts
You can check her out but don't make her feel nervous
Just be subtle brother, don't make her run for cover
Show the ladies no respect - you're a dumb fucker
Grabbing chicks mits, tits, arse and thighs
When all she did was just pass on by
What makes you think that you got the right
Just cos she doesn't got a goddamn guy by her side
Get out and go home, we don't want you 'round
Need to get house drained before you get down
To this show, you're just a pissed bloke
With no manners, mother must have not instilled those
But still grow, you try and tell me lots of chicks dig it
Yeah some might, but it's not your place to pick em' dickhead
If she's a superfreak, you'll find out super quick
But don't assume she ain't do dumb shit, super prick
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
I'm not just trying to get all righteous right now
I'm writing this down and knowing how it might sound
To some dudes who'll be like "who does he think he is?"
Making me think when I'm busy drinking, sick and pissed
This isn't woman studies, feminism 101
I haven't come here for a lecture on the wrong I've done
It's like the unsaid but understood 5th element
Chicks get dissed at every gig for the hell of it
Well fuck that and fuck you if you think the same
Don't know 'bout you but I like some ladies in the place
And uh, your ways are gonna turn em' away
Hey, that's the whole damn problem here mate
So lose that ego, you're not gods gift to chicks
Think she's hot? Well go over and talk some shit
But if she's keen, wicked, if she's not, move along
It's that fucking simple so c'mon
