Lyric Get A Handle On It

Walkin down the road, tryin to lose my load
Chick walks up to me and says "Man I feel so cold!"
Do I have to shout, get your sad ass out!
Freaks like you just make me sick, you leave me with no doubt
Dada s always drunk, he s a piece of junk
Beatin up on his girl, actin like a punk
Dada s always broke, can t afford the coke
The alcohol will choke, He s a freakin joke!

Get a handle on it

Jimmy s gone to school, he had to keep his cool
Couldn t make the grade, they said he was a fool
Jimmy pulls his piece, "Everybody freeze!"
Miss Spencer tried to cool him down 1-2-trigger squeeze

Jimmy s in the jam, why, thank you Uncle Sam
You f**ked up my life, I take the blame, Oh my oh what a shame
"Wasted, that s what I am," Jimmy started to think
If this is what it takes to be a man, it f**kin stinks

Get a handle on it

Jenny s gone to work, her boss is such a jerk
Pattin Jenny on the butt he treats her like a perk
Jenny screams aloud, I may be well endowed
But you don t know y right from wrong, you know that ain t allowed

Jenny s lost her job, just to execute a slob
Standin up for her rights, it s "goodnight" Mr. Bob
The court was "fair and square," Jenny combs her hair

Get a handle on it