Padded Rooms
(Chorus.)
Padded Rooms just seem too soft to me.
Padded Rooms just make me fall asleep.
Padded Rooms take all my energy.
I don’t wanna go back. I don’t wanna relapse.
Padded Rooms just seem too soft to me.
Padded Rooms just make me fall asleep.
Padded Rooms take all my energy.
I don’t wanna go back. I don’t wanna relapse.
(Verse 1.)
First name Pop. Middle name N.
Last name Fresh. Related to Chalkskin.
It’s the loud mouth, blacked out, Double Mint Twin.
Whitey’s shadow in the battle of this hip hop trend.
The little rascal with a hand full of that dj spin.
Like Spiderman, flickin’ my wrist is how I reel you in.
Can you believe it? You looked at me you say there is no chance.
I went from little weird kid to rappin’ crazy caveman.
Momma begged Chalk to keep me rappin’ off of the stage.
She said if he didn’t, the asylum would take me away.
What little did they know... I was crazy but smart.
Smart enough to drug Whitey’s donuts after we parked.
Now that I’m up on stage, just a little engaged,
No need to show me like you know me ‘cause I might get tazed.
And if you see people with white jackets and nerd glasses on.
Turn the volme down a notch to the Pop’N’Fresh song.
(Chorus)
Padded Rooms just seem too soft to me.
Padded Rooms just make me fall asleep.
Padded Rooms take all my energy.
I don’t wanna go back. I don’t wanna relapse.
Padded Rooms just seem too soft to me.
Padded Rooms just make me fall asleep.
Padded Rooms take all my energy.
I don’t wanna go back. I don’t wanna relapse.
(Verse 2)
Yo Chalk you hear that?
The studios under attack!
Pop, relax. Do the rap.
Your wastin’ all the tracks.
You soundin’ like a broken record,
Pull yourself together.
Do what you must follow.
Take your pills in your bottle.
But the assylum’s comin’ to get me.
And my brains are bein’ too busy.
And I’m sweatin’ like food does,
When it’s close to Oprah Winfrey.
And I see dead people and studio paranormal,
Pacin’ in lab coats and floatin’ like gh-gh-GHOSTS!
You’re far from normal Pop,
But you’re crazy it seems.
But I never was this crazy ‘til I joined the Marines.
(Sounds of rapid gunfire, explosions, and warfare.
Pop’N’Fresh stutters in fear.)
(Chorus)
Padded Rooms just seem too soft to me.
Padded Rooms just make me fall asleep.
Padded Rooms take all my energy.
I don’t wanna go back. I don’t wanna relapse.
Padded Rooms just seem too soft to me.
Padded Rooms just make me fall asleep.
Padded Rooms take all my energy.
I don’t wanna go back. I don’t wanna relapse.
(Verse 3)
Rockin’ and Hip Hoppin’ ‘til the day that I die.
It’s not a metaphore.
You’ll have to kill me with a knife.
Pry the knife outta my cold dead fingas you’ll try.
But I promise you like a zombie, I’ll wake up and I’d bite.
What kind of guy am I to be the institutionalize?
You think I’m crazy, you should’ve seen me inside.
Ain’t a day in Section 8 I didn’t put up a fight.
They had to sew my jacket straight to keep my straight jack tight.
Thank God Chalk helped me to escape on the fly.
But did he really break me out or did they let him slip by.
Regardless this artist
Gon’ get retared, embarkin’,
On every place that you walkin’
Includin’ bathrooms and closets.
Embrace for a moment
Pop’N’Fresh face when he’s on it.
Rockin’ the stage like you want it.
Shakin’ the space like it’s haunted.
Wakin’ the neighbors this mornin’.
They came out racin’ and yawnin’.
To see my face in the audience
Stimulatin’ them all again.
(Chorus)
Padded Rooms just seem too soft to me.
Padded Rooms just make me fall asleep.
Padded Rooms take all my energy.
I don’t wanna go back. I don’t wanna relapse.
Padded Rooms just seem too soft to me.
Padded Rooms just make me fall asleep.
Padded Rooms take all my energy.
I don’t wanna go back. I don’t wanna relapse.
Lyrics by D.J. Pop'N'Fresh.
Music by D.J. Pop'N'Fresh and Godson.
Vocals by D.J. Pop'N'Fresh and M.C. Chalkskin.
Mixed and Mastered by Dre.
Synth: Godson
Padded Rooms just seem too soft to me.
Padded Rooms just make me fall asleep.
Padded Rooms take all my energy.
I don’t wanna go back. I don’t wanna relapse.
Padded Rooms just seem too soft to me.
Padded Rooms just make me fall asleep.
Padded Rooms take all my energy.
I don’t wanna go back. I don’t wanna relapse.
(Verse 1.)
First name Pop. Middle name N.
Last name Fresh. Related to Chalkskin.
It’s the loud mouth, blacked out, Double Mint Twin.
Whitey’s shadow in the battle of this hip hop trend.
The little rascal with a hand full of that dj spin.
Like Spiderman, flickin’ my wrist is how I reel you in.
Can you believe it? You looked at me you say there is no chance.
I went from little weird kid to rappin’ crazy caveman.
Momma begged Chalk to keep me rappin’ off of the stage.
She said if he didn’t, the asylum would take me away.
What little did they know... I was crazy but smart.
Smart enough to drug Whitey’s donuts after we parked.
Now that I’m up on stage, just a little engaged,
No need to show me like you know me ‘cause I might get tazed.
And if you see people with white jackets and nerd glasses on.
Turn the volme down a notch to the Pop’N’Fresh song.
(Chorus)
Padded Rooms just seem too soft to me.
Padded Rooms just make me fall asleep.
Padded Rooms take all my energy.
I don’t wanna go back. I don’t wanna relapse.
Padded Rooms just seem too soft to me.
Padded Rooms just make me fall asleep.
Padded Rooms take all my energy.
I don’t wanna go back. I don’t wanna relapse.
(Verse 2)
Yo Chalk you hear that?
The studios under attack!
Pop, relax. Do the rap.
Your wastin’ all the tracks.
You soundin’ like a broken record,
Pull yourself together.
Do what you must follow.
Take your pills in your bottle.
But the assylum’s comin’ to get me.
And my brains are bein’ too busy.
And I’m sweatin’ like food does,
When it’s close to Oprah Winfrey.
And I see dead people and studio paranormal,
Pacin’ in lab coats and floatin’ like gh-gh-GHOSTS!
You’re far from normal Pop,
But you’re crazy it seems.
But I never was this crazy ‘til I joined the Marines.
(Sounds of rapid gunfire, explosions, and warfare.
Pop’N’Fresh stutters in fear.)
(Chorus)
Padded Rooms just seem too soft to me.
Padded Rooms just make me fall asleep.
Padded Rooms take all my energy.
I don’t wanna go back. I don’t wanna relapse.
Padded Rooms just seem too soft to me.
Padded Rooms just make me fall asleep.
Padded Rooms take all my energy.
I don’t wanna go back. I don’t wanna relapse.
(Verse 3)
Rockin’ and Hip Hoppin’ ‘til the day that I die.
It’s not a metaphore.
You’ll have to kill me with a knife.
Pry the knife outta my cold dead fingas you’ll try.
But I promise you like a zombie, I’ll wake up and I’d bite.
What kind of guy am I to be the institutionalize?
You think I’m crazy, you should’ve seen me inside.
Ain’t a day in Section 8 I didn’t put up a fight.
They had to sew my jacket straight to keep my straight jack tight.
Thank God Chalk helped me to escape on the fly.
But did he really break me out or did they let him slip by.
Regardless this artist
Gon’ get retared, embarkin’,
On every place that you walkin’
Includin’ bathrooms and closets.
Embrace for a moment
Pop’N’Fresh face when he’s on it.
Rockin’ the stage like you want it.
Shakin’ the space like it’s haunted.
Wakin’ the neighbors this mornin’.
They came out racin’ and yawnin’.
To see my face in the audience
Stimulatin’ them all again.
(Chorus)
Padded Rooms just seem too soft to me.
Padded Rooms just make me fall asleep.
Padded Rooms take all my energy.
I don’t wanna go back. I don’t wanna relapse.
Padded Rooms just seem too soft to me.
Padded Rooms just make me fall asleep.
Padded Rooms take all my energy.
I don’t wanna go back. I don’t wanna relapse.
Lyrics by D.J. Pop'N'Fresh.
Music by D.J. Pop'N'Fresh and Godson.
Vocals by D.J. Pop'N'Fresh and M.C. Chalkskin.
Mixed and Mastered by Dre.
Synth: Godson
2011 copyright for all of "Fresh Donuts."