People Under The Stairs - Take the Fruit lyrics

[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 *Shutup!* Well here he comes Listen 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 cla**, 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 [Take all the strawberries, apples and cores] You'll live a long time kid, my homie did For a bag of Lemonheads and suede Pro Keds 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 [Take all the strawberries, apples and cores] That's right; make sure you're sharing, no playing, double-daring Go straight to day-caring, if you listen we'll play caring Ay man Just take the fruit, take the fruit and scoot