Another sucka, another sad sucka
Another sucka is born everyday
Another sucka, another sad sucka
Another sucka is born everyday
Another sucka, another sad sucka
Another sucka is born everyday
Another sucka, another sad, another fucka
Another sucka is born everyday
Living in the city can be a gas
If you know what you doing and you watch your ass
When the drug dealers get up on your face
Don't swallow this anonymous
And just in case he tries to stand in your way
Don't talk about it and have a nice day
'Cause then they are gonna be like you won't
You don't live in the hood so get the hell off my corner G
So just go along your way and you try to cross the street
You better make sure they brake
'Cause New Jersey drivers can get real crazy
And the cops can sometimes get real hazy
When they sniff that coke off the dash
And then crash: 'Oh my god, another mistake'
You are flat just like a pancake
So when you are about to get yourself across the street
You see the one-armed homeless old man with no shoes on his feet
And he asks you for a nickel or a dime
To get some coffee or a bottle of wine
Then you give it up
And there's another on his way
(Another sucka born everyday, Hee)
Another sucka, another sad sucka
Another sucka is born everyday
Another sucka, another sad sucka
Another sucka is born everyday
Another sucka, another sad sucka
Another sucka is born everyday
Another sucka, another sad, another fucka
Another sucka is born everyday
Another sucka is born everyday
Pitch man in his Mercedes stops at the light
All of the ladies are looking real sexy
Trying to impress they are the best
But I like the ones in the coffee houses
When they give sloppy jobs through my trousers
They get hot drink decaf then they're off
So I guess I'll spend another night with your girl
And get back home pick up the phone and have your phone sex
That's the next best thing to being there
Until you get your bill, oh well
Yeah it was a thrill, while it lasted
But now you better turn up the volume and blast it
And try to drown out the sound of your neighbours getting nasty
Another sucka, another sad sucka
Another sucka is born everyday
Another sucka, another sad sucka
Another sucka is born everyday
Another sucka, another sad sucka
Another sucka is born everyday
Another sucka, another sad, another fucka
Another sucka is born everyday
Another sucka is born everyday
But still I like the city in the summertime
Thrash gods wailing, got me feeling fine
You see the brother look like a broomstick
Once looked slick but he wouldn't put a rubber on his dick
Now his life's an open sore
And all his fine clothes they don't fit him no more
His body's at the tailor being fitted for a suit
For a noisy celebration
(Hee)
Another sucka, another sad sucka
Another sucka is born everyday
Another sucka, another sad, another sucka
Another sucka is born everyday
Another sucka, another sad sucka
Another sucka is born everyday
Another sucka, another sad, another sucka
Another sucka is born everyday
Another sucka is born everyday
Another sucka, another sad, another sucka
Another sucka is born everyday
Another sucka, another sad, another sucka
Another sucka is born everyday
Another sucka, another sad, another sucka
Another sucka is born everyday
Another sucka, another sad, another sucka
Another sucka is born everyday