Take the Fruit

Yeah, all the fruit, take all the cherries from the Pac-Ville stores x4
 We'd like to welcome everybody
 Parents, children, teachers, George W. Bush Elementary
 We got some speakers today
 Come to talk about what kids should do
 How your kids should live
 Think you guys will dig this
 So you're welcome to take notes and watch
 Come on kids, brush your teeth
 Three times a day and after every and each meal
 Now make your bed up everyday
 And don't beat up kids when you go out to play
 Yeah, aha, be real nice
 And wash out your head, so that you don't get lice
 And when your mom says no, don't put on a show
 Be a little buddy and just go with the flow
 And eat a lot of fruit instead of sugary sweets
 And exercise dancing to these big drum beats
 So you could grow up strong like Tiger Woods
 Stay in school and don't hang out in the hood
 You look both ways before you cross the street
 And only sample records if you're making a beat
 And if you follow these rules your life will be great
 Oh yeah, two more things
 Go to bed before eight, and just
 Just take the fruit, take the fruit and scoot
 Yeah, all the fruit, take all the cherries from the Pac-Ville stores [x2]
 Hey, who's fruit cup is this?
 Hey, no eating ice cream man
 Pay attention, pay attention man, sit down
 Children from all ages, live from the auditorium
 Your teach give instructions?
 Turn around and ignore them
 Tell them you like food fights and your dad does dope
 You only came to school to chill and watch these girls jump rope
 You hate sitting in class, but you like your homework
 You know, fresh cartoons into late in the afternoon
 Or bumping your rap tape until your mom says it's late
 You shoulda been in bed, remember what your teacher said
 Wash your face before a nap, and breakfast before school
 Moms put that apple in your lunch, we know that ain't cool
 We feelin y'all kids for real, I'mma tell you the deal, goin
 You'll live a long time kid, my homie did
 For a bag of lemon heads and suede pro-kids
 Now all the kids like him, they try to never psych him
 They try to be just like him, and never do divide him
 Rhymes never bite them, don't recite them too loud
 You'll get a call home and watch your moms yell out
 And if you're age of 13, take heed in what you heard
 P.U.T.S be the fresh and your teachers a nerd
 And remember man, no spittin, no hittin, no swearing
 That's right; make sure you're sharing, no playing, double-daring
 Go straight to day-caring, if you listen we'll play caring
 Just take the fruit, take the fruit and scoot