In New York Its comin In Detroit Its comin In L.A. Its comin No, its here! The Batterram The Batterram Went through my pad [Verse 1] Drug busters, you better beware And dont turn your head as if you dont care Because they got it they got it, they say they got you Right in their hands and they dont need no clue They say theyre sick and tired of snatchin down bars Cause on the tow trucks its makin it hard And by the time they get in, to your pad You done flushed it down the toilet and now theyre mad And so theyre mad as hell and take you to jail But youre out the next minute cause you post bail Then on the very next day you say, What the heck? You get a letter in the mail and its a D.A. reject And youre jumpin up and down cause it aint no case And to the police that is a waste But yeah rockman, youll see it soon And you wont hear a snatch, youll hear a boom You cant stop it, baby The Batterram The Batterram You cant stop it, baby The Batterram Went through my pad [Verse 2] You were so high that night when your eyes was tight And you didnt even notice the Batterram lights So gone so gone that when they said it was there You just shook your head and said, I dont care Based out based out without no doubt That when they said give up you cussed em out And when your dopebustin friends drove up in their car You stood out your chest and started actin hard You took off your Fila shirt and your Reebok shoes And had the nerve to call the police a bunch of fools You called em pigs, sissies, and even punks While the Batterram battery needed a jump And by the time it got started you fell to the floor And thats when the cops said they cant take no more And you were so damn high, my little friend That you didnt know your living room was in your den You cant stop it, baby The Batterram The Batterram You cant stop it, baby The Batterram Went through my pad [Verse 3] Well, I would sit at home about to eat dinner Had a hard time at work and my day was gettin thinner My kids was in the room watchin Mighty Mouse And my wife was gettin ready to leave the house But as she opened the door she seen a flare It was a undercover cop, he was standin there So she hollered back to me, Honey, come and see Just who this strange man could be But when I went to the door I thought it was a dud Cause he kept asking me to sell him drugs I said, Listen homeboy, what you talkin about? Youre mistakin my pad for a rockhouse Well, I know to you we all look the same But Im not the one slingin caine I work nine to five and aint a damn thing changed And I dont have time for the hustlers game You cant stop it, baby The Batterram The Batterram You cant stop it, baby The Batterram Went through my pad [Verse 4] Mayor of the city, what youre tryin to do? They say they voted you in in 82 But on the next term huh, without no doubt They say they gon vote your jack ass out Because you musta been crazy or halfway wack To legalize somethin that works like that And the Chief of Police says he just might Flatten out every house he sees on sight Because he say the rockman is takin him for a fool And for some damn reason it just aint cool And when he drives down the street, I tell you the truth He gets no respect, they call his force F Troop He cant stand it, he cant take no more And now hes gonna have you all fall into the floor And Mister Rockman, you better stop some day Hang it up homeboy, your house will pay You cant stop it, baby The Batterram The Batterram You cant stop it, baby The Batterram Went through my pad And if you didnt see the Batterram cross your line Honey boon honey boon, Im tellin you give it time
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