The song lyrics were written by the band Van Halen, as they were asked to write a song for the 1979 movie "Over the Edge" starring Matt Dillon. The movie (and the lyrics, although more obliquely) are about bored, rebellious youth with nothing better to do than get into trouble. If you see the movie, these lyrics will make more sense. It's a great movie if you grew up in the 70s/80s you'll definitely remember some of these characters from your own life. Fun fact, after writing the song, Van Halen decided not to let the movie use it.
Check it on the one you Com is gonna come
Check it on the one you Com is gonna come
Check it on the one you Com is gonna come
And check it out ha
My raps do laps around tracks and adapt
To any environment, I'm the comma comma chameleon
I use to pop a wheelie on my blue and gray stingray, it had mags
That was when bitches had Gucci bags
And wasn't rockin' Starters, looking harder than niggas
Hoes wore clothes, that exposed they figures
8-7 stepped in the jam, next the police come
Fights there would be one, numbers I'd get at least one
We'd come to the get-together with whoever
You wouldn't know how deep we was, we all didn't sit together
Eat up all your vittles, drink your brew
And then step to the next cue, let's do it again y'all
That was when mad was tall and phat was cold
The days of Old Chicago and Fun Town
As shorties we run 'round, play strike outs till sun down
But the shit ain't as fun now, and the city's all run down
We'd troop down to Jew Town, talk a cat down on some gear
Have enough for a Polish and car fare
I stare, at what use to be better
And think about who use to cop our liquor
(Who?) Our neighborhood father figure
I'm out with my crew, ain't nuthin' to do but uh
(Niggas be rollin')
Ain't nowhere to go, so I hook up with a ho while I
(Niggas be rollin')
Gotta make a stop, take a leak and get some tops, cause um
(Niggas be rollin')
We gonna hit the streets for some brew and some eats cause um
(Niggas be rollin')
I got more rhymes than The Manor got folks
Had style since I went to McDowell, wearin' boats
And penny loafers though I had the nickel in mines
We use to hoop in my yard but now I dribble the rhyme
It's like rain drops couldn't make our game stop
Skeeter would hit from the same spot
'Til Marlon tore my shit down, get down
Put your body in motion only the strong survive
But on the 6 or the 5
Live is how the sets used to be, at the Racquet
Ball Club with music by, Andre Hatchett
Or either a beat by Pharris at them country club parties
We'd be hot as hell and House studs would yell "Aight, now money!"
Sauers I would go there, hip-hop clubs were so rare
I liked the music anyways and it was always hoes there
Whitney Young and Kenwood was said to have the best chicks
But mostly Hyde Park and V hoes is who I messed with
The best shit was troopin' to the loop in your precisions
Cut class to get ass, but still go to division (I remember that)
Over Yamela's crib while his old girl was at work
Bust a spoolie on the spread, but still have some on your shirt
I'm out with my crew, ain't nuthin' to do but uh
(Niggas be rollin')
Ain't nowhere to go, so I hook up with a ho while I
(Niggas be rollin')
Gotta make a stop, take a leak and get some tops, cause um
(Niggas be rollin')
We gonna hit the streets for some brew and some eats cause umm
(Niggas be rollin')
I tuned into BMX, and taped Farley on the tonemaster
Took the 6 instead of the 28 to get home faster
Then HPK was the only station that would fuck with rap
You was on The Shore by yourself cats'd (would) say "up your hat"
What you could you'd make of it, if you was a gump they'd take your shit
Either fight or break for it, we'd go to the lake and get full
My drink then was Boone's and Red Bull
I remember swimming in Avalon, and peeing in the pool
I thought I was cool, with my "Members Only" and a bald fade
Walk to Walgreens to get the Sportin' Waves pomade
And soft brush, as we got older we would stalk, rush, and bang fags
Go to Marshall's and change tags, I snagged 'nuff niggas
In games of Off the Wall, and softball, "Piggy one" I would call
When I first got my three way callin', I caught marks tryin' to lie
Home of the original gangbangers, and ain't nobody shy
I'm out with my crew, ain't nuthin' to do but uh
(Niggas be rollin')
Ain't nowhere to go, so I hook up with a ho while I
(Niggas be rollin')
Gotta make a stop, take a leak and get some tops, cause um
(Niggas be rollin')
We gonna hit the streets for some brew and some eats cause um
(Niggas be rollin')
("I'm Petey Wheatstraw from the Southside of Chicago")
("I'm Petey Wheatstraw from the Southside of Chicago")
("I'm Petey Wheatstraw from the Southside of Chicago")
("I'm Petey Wheatstraw from the Southside of Chicago")
(Southside of Chicago, southside of Chicago)
(Southside of Chicago, southside of Chicago)
Check it on the one you Com is gonna come
Check it on the one you Com is gonna come
And check it out ha
My raps do laps around tracks and adapt
To any environment, I'm the comma comma chameleon
I use to pop a wheelie on my blue and gray stingray, it had mags
That was when bitches had Gucci bags
And wasn't rockin' Starters, looking harder than niggas
Hoes wore clothes, that exposed they figures
8-7 stepped in the jam, next the police come
Fights there would be one, numbers I'd get at least one
We'd come to the get-together with whoever
You wouldn't know how deep we was, we all didn't sit together
Eat up all your vittles, drink your brew
And then step to the next cue, let's do it again y'all
That was when mad was tall and phat was cold
The days of Old Chicago and Fun Town
As shorties we run 'round, play strike outs till sun down
But the shit ain't as fun now, and the city's all run down
We'd troop down to Jew Town, talk a cat down on some gear
Have enough for a Polish and car fare
I stare, at what use to be better
And think about who use to cop our liquor
(Who?) Our neighborhood father figure
I'm out with my crew, ain't nuthin' to do but uh
(Niggas be rollin')
Ain't nowhere to go, so I hook up with a ho while I
(Niggas be rollin')
Gotta make a stop, take a leak and get some tops, cause um
(Niggas be rollin')
We gonna hit the streets for some brew and some eats cause um
(Niggas be rollin')
I got more rhymes than The Manor got folks
Had style since I went to McDowell, wearin' boats
And penny loafers though I had the nickel in mines
We use to hoop in my yard but now I dribble the rhyme
It's like rain drops couldn't make our game stop
Skeeter would hit from the same spot
'Til Marlon tore my shit down, get down
Put your body in motion only the strong survive
But on the 6 or the 5
Live is how the sets used to be, at the Racquet
Ball Club with music by, Andre Hatchett
Or either a beat by Pharris at them country club parties
We'd be hot as hell and House studs would yell "Aight, now money!"
Sauers I would go there, hip-hop clubs were so rare
I liked the music anyways and it was always hoes there
Whitney Young and Kenwood was said to have the best chicks
But mostly Hyde Park and V hoes is who I messed with
The best shit was troopin' to the loop in your precisions
Cut class to get ass, but still go to division (I remember that)
Over Yamela's crib while his old girl was at work
Bust a spoolie on the spread, but still have some on your shirt
I'm out with my crew, ain't nuthin' to do but uh
(Niggas be rollin')
Ain't nowhere to go, so I hook up with a ho while I
(Niggas be rollin')
Gotta make a stop, take a leak and get some tops, cause um
(Niggas be rollin')
We gonna hit the streets for some brew and some eats cause umm
(Niggas be rollin')
I tuned into BMX, and taped Farley on the tonemaster
Took the 6 instead of the 28 to get home faster
Then HPK was the only station that would fuck with rap
You was on The Shore by yourself cats'd (would) say "up your hat"
What you could you'd make of it, if you was a gump they'd take your shit
Either fight or break for it, we'd go to the lake and get full
My drink then was Boone's and Red Bull
I remember swimming in Avalon, and peeing in the pool
I thought I was cool, with my "Members Only" and a bald fade
Walk to Walgreens to get the Sportin' Waves pomade
And soft brush, as we got older we would stalk, rush, and bang fags
Go to Marshall's and change tags, I snagged 'nuff niggas
In games of Off the Wall, and softball, "Piggy one" I would call
When I first got my three way callin', I caught marks tryin' to lie
Home of the original gangbangers, and ain't nobody shy
I'm out with my crew, ain't nuthin' to do but uh
(Niggas be rollin')
Ain't nowhere to go, so I hook up with a ho while I
(Niggas be rollin')
Gotta make a stop, take a leak and get some tops, cause um
(Niggas be rollin')
We gonna hit the streets for some brew and some eats cause um
(Niggas be rollin')
("I'm Petey Wheatstraw from the Southside of Chicago")
("I'm Petey Wheatstraw from the Southside of Chicago")
("I'm Petey Wheatstraw from the Southside of Chicago")
("I'm Petey Wheatstraw from the Southside of Chicago")
(Southside of Chicago, southside of Chicago)
(Southside of Chicago, southside of Chicago)
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