Bad Rap (Who You Tryin' to Kid, Kid-)

<p>Now L. A. hip and N. Y. chic<br/>Been dancin&#x27; lately cheek to cheek<br/>While Midwest good ole boys like me<br/>Should all be playing catch-up, see<br/><br/>Subscribe to the Village Voice in throngs<br/>And guess who gigs at Madame Wong&#x27;s<br/>Well drop your pens and pant designs<br/>And drop six words in your open minds<br/><br/>Who you tryin&#x27; to kid, kid?<br/>To the Hollywood school<br/>Teaching everything&#x27;s cool<br/>Who you tryin&#x27; to kid, kid?<br/>To the Greenwich mockingbird<br/>Who has gotta have the last word<br/>Got your head together now?<br/>Got a way that&#x27;s better now?<br/>Who you tryin&#x27; to kid, kid?<br/>(Say what, bad rap, uh huh)<br/>You save the whales<br/>You save the seals<br/>You save whatever&#x27;s cute and squeals<br/>But you kill &quot;that thing&quot; that&#x27;s in the womb<br/>Would not want no baby boom<br/><br/>Good, bad, laugh and scorn<br/>Blame yourself for kiddie porn<br/>Convenience is the law you keep<br/>And your compassion&#x27;s ankle deep<br/><br/>Who you tryin&#x27; to kid, kid?<br/>Wrap it in a fine philosophy<br/>Who you tryin&#x27; to kid, kid?<br/>But your bottom line still says &quot;me me me&quot;<br/>Got your head together now?<br/>Got a way that&#x27;s better now?<br/>Who you tryin&#x27; to kid, kid?<br/><br/>You&#x27;ll march if all the streets are full<br/>A two bit closet radical<br/>No time to check the end result<br/>Expedience is your catapult<br/><br/>Convictions make your skin to crawl<br/>You act like you&#x27;re above it all<br/>You say faith is a crutch for a mind that&#x27;s closed<br/>You guzzle your crutch and shove it up your nose<br/>Who you tryin&#x27; to kid, kid?<br/>To my left wing band with their head in the sand<br/>Who you tryin&#x27; to kid, kid?<br/>To the &quot;might makes right&quot; playin&#x27; chicken (delight)<br/>Got your head together now?<br/>Got a way that&#x27;s better now?<br/>Who you tryin&#x27; to kid, kid?<br/><br/>Can&#x27;t understand those Christians<br/>So you type us all in stereo<br/>They&#x27;re hypocrites<br/>They&#x27;re such a bore<br/>Well come on in<br/>There&#x27;s room for one more<br/><br/>So now you&#x27;re mad<br/>Who is this guy<br/>To bake us all in one big pie?<br/>You think I care<br/>Forget it, hon<br/>You&#x27;ve just been shot<br/>With your own gun<br/>(Bad rap, uh huh)<br/>Sugar Hill&#x27;s gonna need a pill<br/>Grandmaster Flash gonna get a rash