Freaks Of The Industry - Digital Underground

Well  we're the freaks of the industry. 
My man  Money B  Oh my mellow  Shock G 
The freaks of the industry  
And when you see us back stage  be prepared to G 
Well they say that birds do it  bees do it. [do it] 
Time to freak  Money B gets to it  
Not a heavyweight  but I go twelve rounds  
With a jab and a stick  I'm goin' lick for lick  so 
Give me the helmet  I'll be the stunt man. 
Just relax, and I won't front. 
Like Anita, I'm givin' you the best that I've got, 
And I'll be takin' it slow, never missin' a spot 
Yes, caressing your back we're chest to chest she's kissing on my 
freckles. 
I nibbled around your ears before I suck upon your neck. 
'Oh Money B,' yeah, that's what you'll be screamin' and creamin' 
But it's not a wet dream, it's the real 
The freaky dog, dark nasty, never lettin' a kitty-cat get past me, 
Without picking it up, pettin' it, teasin' it, 
Takin' it on home and pleasin' it 
Cause we're the freaks of the industry, 
You's a freak Money B. You got that Shock G 
The freaks of the industry, 
And when you see us back stage, be prepared to G. 
Say you're G'in' [G'in'?] 
Nobody else is seein' 
And the freak that you're wit' is in front of you, 
Bendin' over naked, and she's leanin' on the dresser [Ooh yeah] 
You're lookin' at her from the rear [Yeah] 
She looks just like Vanessa [The right stuff] 
Uh uh, not Vanessa with the singer career, 
But the X-rated video queen, 
Know what I mean? [Uh huh] A'ight, here's the scene: 
You're lying on you're back with your head on the edge of the bed, 
The booty's two feet from your head: