Treat 'Em Right (Re-Recorded / Remastered)

Nineteen ninety
 Chubb Rock jumps up on the scene
 With a lean
 And a pocket full of green
 The green doesn't symbolize I made it on the top
 But RoboCop last year was a shock
 The tone of the Popeye cut shook your butt
 Kids are screaming; the media says, "What"
 "Kind of music is this for you to dance to?"
 The man with the plan and the man demands you
 Leave the smack and the crack for the wack
 Or the vile and the nine; keep a smile like that
 Leave the knife and the gun in the store
 And ignore temptation
 Sent by the nation
 Racial gain causes pain, need a new rep
 In your hearts and minds never forget Yusef
 Hawkins
 And you're walking
 You don't just run
 Black on black; remember that; it's important
 Anyway the shunless one brings forth the fun
 No hatred; the summer's almost done
 No time for sleep
 Jump in your Jeep
 And pump up the funky beat a whole week
 Beeper goes off yo smash it and trash it
 You're too young to be plumped in a casket
 Just get your boys and bring the noise
 And just swing it
 And party people, sing it
 Treat me right
 I'll treat you good
 Treat me right
 I'll treat you good
 Treat me right
 I'll treat you good
 Treat me right
 I'll treat you good
 Kids in the crib want dibs on the big man
 "Can he come out? Can he come out and slam a jam?
 "I'm his number one fan, yes I am"
 All these kids realize that I'm the man
 Six foot three and maybe a quarter of an inch bigger
 Than last year, but still a unique figure
 Rob Swinger, Doc No, Dinky, and Hot Dog know
 That I'm a man who was born to have a mic on
 Next to me at all time; ready to kick a rhyme
 That will keep me out of financial bind
 That's why when it comes to fans I'm never mean
 Kids all see me between Gates and Green
 Always says hello
 Cause I'm a modest fellow
 Never try and play a super star that's mellow
 'Cause if these kids don't go buy our records
 We'll be has-beens and plus naked
 So we owe them
 So pull out your pen
 Sign an autograph; you might make a new friend
 So just get your boys and bring the noise and just swing it
 And party people, sing it c'mon
 Treat me right
 I'll treat you good
 Treat me right
 I'll treat you good
 Treat me right
 I'll treat you good
 Treat me right
 I'll treat you good
 Party people in the house, listen up
 I'm the man with the plan and the man rips it up
 Peace to Howie Tee, good lookin', gee
 Swinger, Hot Dog, Doc No, Bud, Ev Lover, Dinky
 Fish and chips with the hippy hippy hips
 Before the tune ends, give me some lips (ah!)
 Sanity Crystal, my niece
 And Lady Kazam, my homegirl, peace
 And leave the guns and have fun; out!
 And oh yeah, sing it
 Treat me right
 I'll treat you good
 Treat me right
 I'll treat you good
 Treat me right
 I'll treat you good
 Treat me right
 I'll treat you good
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 Well coming back
 To nineteen ninety
 Chubb Rock jumps up on the scene with a lean and a hardcore dream
 The dream wasn't crafted to be pornographic
 Decency started from the crib, plus kids
 Don't need to hear all of that on the rap
 The strength of my vibe placed Chubbs on the map
 Cause authority, seniority goes far
 My staff gives autographs plus gives nuff laughs
 Read my mic, heed my sight, and definitely lead you right
 Just treat me right
 Peace
 Treat me right
 Treat me right
 Treat me right