Crack open the good times   On a street corner busting rhymes   But you fell between the lines      They all laugh, become a joke   Am I crazy baby let's all hope   For narrow halls, crunching drums   I've got the sweets sugar but that's all      Tell me what it's worth   Tell me what it's worth      So tell us that we're spelling everything wrong   Negroes turn a blueish gray when they're dead   Well that's funny 'cos I've just turned bright red   Red, red, red      Kill, kill, kill when everything starts to suck   Drowning all your sins boy well I guess that's bad luck   Or the fact that your race is full of shit   I've got the sweets sugar but that's it      Tell me what it's worth   Tell me what it's worth, whoa, whoa      Clean your blades and keep swinging   Don't stop till the red runs out   Till no more joy pours out of your mouth      Tell me what it's worth   (Don't, don't stop till the red runs out)   Tell me what it's worth   (Don't, don't stop till the red runs out)      Tell me what it's worth   (Don't, don't stop till the red runs out)   Tell me what it's worth   Whoa, whoa