Pop: [When Kid is about to go to bed] I wouldn't do that just yet.
[smack]
Pop: 'Cause your ass is mine.
Kid: [music starts] Look, Pop, I can explain...
Pop: I'll whip that damn high top fade up off ya. I'm sick of your shit. I done worked too hard and too
[smack]
Pop: LONG for you to be running over me like you're outta your damn mind. I done walked all across this damn city, got stopped by the
[smack]
Pop: GOD-damn law, looking for your monkey ass.
[Kid: Pop!]
Pop: All y'all kids over there dancing,
[smack]
Pop: doing the grind, and the
[smack]
Pop: PEEPIN' and hiding, but I know your ass. You was there, wasn't ya? Wasn't ya? Wasn't ya? WASN'T YA?
[smack]
Pop: I'm running the show around here. I'm wearing the pants and the apron, and I'm wearing yo' ass OUT!
[4 smacks]
Pop: Whip ya 'till I get sleepy, 'cause I'm wide awoke, 'cause I
[smack]
Pop: JUST woke up. You think 'cause you're, you're big and yellow, I'm supposed to be like Mello. Hell
[smack]
Pop: NAW! I'll start a fight in an empty
[smack]
Pop: ROOM!
[Kid: Ow!]
Pop: You can call Child Abusers if you
[smack]
Pop: WANT to, but they better not come in here 'cause I'll kick their ass too.
[3 smacks]
Pop: I'm gonna give you a whipping from now ON! I'll kick the cowboy shit out of you.
[horse neigh, gallop, smack]
Kid: Hey, Pop! Pop!
Pop: Get your ass to bed. And don't wake up 'till I TELL you to!
