Remember when the shit hit the fan   And the man wanted to know which way you ran?      Life goes on   Life goes on   Life goes on   Life goes on      Back it up, smack it up, pop your corn   I got more style than Son Doobie's got horn   Top o the morn, rise and shine   LA swine, got no spine      Drop that stick pig, my crew's real thick   Drop your gun pig, and get a real dick   I got my gat 'cause I don't trust ya   Play me close and make me nervous, I'll bust ya      LA's no joke, the cops don't care   They'll beat ya down till there's just a fuckin' hair   Of life left in ya, then they'll pin ya   Way out in wayside, watch your backside   White and black crime is what goes on      And life goes on   And life goes on   And life goes on   And life goes on      And on and on till the break of dawn   And on to the next day, ay yo by the way   Did you know about the science of creation   About the masons, about their nation      Of disarm, this arm, a lega lega or a head   To the thirty third degree, you know that's me   Ease back, so ease off or I'll squeeze off   My clip, please don't trip or we's gonna flip      The house of pain makes clouds a rains   On parades, I wear shades when it's sunny   Sometimes I rock funny, I ain't in it for the money   But I get mine before the show goes on      And life goes on   And life goes on   And life goes on   And life goes on