VERSE 1:
yeah, mama and papa told me
i was crazy to stay…
“gay” in new york
which is a “fag” in LA…
so i saved my money…
and i took a plane…
wherever i go they just treat me the same…
CHORUS:
when the whip comes down…
when the whip comes down…
when the whip comes down…
when the whip comes down…
VERSE 2:
go down 53rd street…
and they spit in my face…
i’m learning the ropes
yeah i’m learning a trade
the east river truckers
is churning with trash
i’ve got so much money
that i’m spending so fast
CHORUS:
when the whip comes down…
when the whip comes down…
when the whip comes down…
when the whip comes down…
BRIDGE:
when the shit hits the fan…
i’ll be sitting on the can…
when the whip comes down…
VERSE 3:
yeah, some called me garbage…
while i was sleeping on the street
but i never roll…
and i never cheat…
i’m filling a need
i’m plugging a hole
my mama’s so glad
i ain’t on the dole…
OUTRO:
when the whip comes down…
when the whip comes down…
when the whip comes down…
when the whip comes down…
(yeah, go ahead check it out)
(yeah, baby, when the whip comes down…)
(when the whip comes down…)
(i’ll be running this town, i’ll tell you…)
“when the shit hits the fan, i’ll be sittin’ on the can…”