Rucka Rucka Ali, Jordan Peter Son - Room Room Now (parody of "Boom Boom Pow" by Black Eyed Peas) lyrics

Good day man i'm gonna talk ab
Out something phil
Osophical I've been thinking about
This a lot

(Room room room) Gotta clean that
(Room room room) Better clean that
(Room room room) Go clean your
(Room room room) You gotta clean that
(Room room room) That (Room room room) That
(Room room room, Room room room)

Yo, I've been thinking about this a lot
Symbolics in the Book of Job
He lost his wife and goats he's sad and cold
So he would pop down and sit
He has his dog that's it
His life is doom doom doomed
So he cleans his room room room

I'm like Carl Jung but sad


We used to be a bunch of crabs
We climbed on top eachother's heads
Thats' how you'd get ahead man
Now we eat salmon crab cakes
They're sold with fries and shakes
Got forks and spoon spoon spoons
The future's soon soon soon
It's already now

(Room room room) Gotta clean that
(Room room room) Better clean that
(Room room room) Got a bean bag
(Room room room) And a string mag
(Room room room) It's like yeah
(Room room room) It's like yeah
(Room room room, Room room room)

Shall we begin with defining truth
Let's go back to ancient jews
You might think they had messy rooms
But that's not the case kid no
Those guys were super straight edge
They brushed their teeth and made beds
Evolution made them real fast
And smart and real good at math

Is the sink still running on?
Depends what you mean by run and on
That could mean a number of things
And that could lead us down a couple roads
We got the sink that drowns
We got the beef by pounds
Join my daughter's lion club
For discounts by the ounce

People in this place do the Peterson dance
Throw your pinchers in the air
We're all crabs that like to eat cow
It's an organizing principle
Some of which involves solving problems
I be rocking them meats yup, yup
I be rocking them meats
Y-yup, yup, yup, ha, ha, ha

Here we go, here we go sanitize get it all
Span n' spic in the room room
I played with little boys swimming in Mexico
I told those spics clean a room room
Better get used to that broom broom
I got addicted to benzyl
Transfused my blood in Russia
That shit was cool dude where am I?
Get the meat chops get the feet socks
Rest in peace crocs
Don't be a grumpy dumpling
Just clean your room room

Wake up in little Moscow
My daughter sold all my blood
She spent my money I'm a beggar
Time to write my next book now
I sold 2000 steaks swam in 2 Laotian lakes
I hang with Indian pals
We have no need for a house i'm a Chippewa

(Room room room) Gotta clean that
(Room room room) I don't think that
(Room room room) You should eat that
(Shroom shroom shroom) Chandler Bing's fat
(Room room room) It's like yeah
(Room room room) It's like no
(Room room room) It's like yeah
(Room room room)

In the 1st place on philosophical grounds
What to us is in the air
To Siam appears beneath them
Have you achieved the Zen?
These boys need to become men
You sort yourself out real good
Go clean your neighborhood fence
But there's more than just 1 self
There's you from yesterday and then
There's your self 5 days from now
Now that I have you in suspense
I'll tell you life is suffering
It's like yeah it's hard man
I've smoked ayahuaska with the Indians
Sitting naked in the sand it's like no
It's like yeah
You really gotta slay your demons
It's incredibly pathological
We're evolutional seamen of the archetype of
The great father Lobster Man Jesus
Better venerate your father
It'll take you out at the
Knees and it's not
Obvious man how to be a prodigal son
You have to carry your cross 10
Blocks out in the scathing son
You focus your fovea on whats most meaningful
If we can reach utopia I'll
Be there training bulls
I hope there's no Indians there
They might try to kill me
Because because they hate whites
I suppose they
I suppose they are black after all