Afros (yeah)

Afros (whassup my man?)

Brothers be out there doin' crack (no)

They be doin' dope (no)

They be gangbangin' (no)

All them brothers need to just pause

Yeah, I'm with that

Here comes the Afros

And the 40 ounce crew

Who say slowly but surely

We gonna turn the mother out

We got more in store

Young ladies on the floor, so cool out, pause

Intrо, which means I start it

In other words, herbs departed

Pause, stop for the cause

Get up, get down, you get yours

Chill, no time to get ill

(Word to herb) yeah, it's the will of God

So whassup Hobbes?

Just jock, clock, rock, and don't stop but

Pause

Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go

Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go

Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go

Go, go, go, go, go, go, go

Pause, pause for the cause, get yours

But don't break laws

Quit, quit it, forget it

Pause, say your way with it

Pause, if you did it, admit it

'Cause you shouldn'ta did it

Next time, you think of doin' a crime

Pause, and remember this rhyme

Pause for the 'cause, 'cause broken laws

Are just like broken jaws

They take a long time to heal

I'm for real, and I know the deal

Look it over, investigate

Evaluate, think

Life is wrong, and full of flaws

Before you break laws, just pause!

I think that worked, man

I think that worked, man

I think that worked, man (pause)

I think-, I think that worked, man (pause)

Yeah pause, this beat is dope D

I'm tellin' you, this beat is dope

Just slammin', it's dope

Well if it's dope, I hope it's not crack

Or coke, or nuttin' like somethin' you ever smoke

And if they offer you some say no or pause

The reason I wrote this rhyme, is not to climb

But just to tell all mankind

That the use and abuse of drugs (will what?)

Will blow your mind

Like dough makes bread

It goes straight to your head

You're misled and then you're dead

Now that's not fly, when you die on a high

Like a trip, oooh, you make me sick

Ill, lookin' like doo-doo on a stick

You don't have to be a vic

Life is like a flick, so pause

Pause, p-pause, pause, p-p-pause

Alright y'all, now that you understand

My man Run never ran

I'm gonna take this mic yo my hand

And hand this to the one-man band

Now pause, now pause

I'm Jay, I make up the trey

Now check out the dance that I display

It's called the pause

A new thing on the dance floor

First you move, then you stop

Combine the hustle, foxtrot, pop and lock

Put 'em all together why because

It's called the pause

Slammin', the dance is slammin'

Pause, the people are jammin'

Stop again, back to the groove

I show you how to move (pause)

It's simple, just like stop and go

You can pause on the fast or slow

Participate, won't you all get down

Here's a solo from my homeboy Stanley Brown

Ahh yeah, I like this R&B shit

Pause, pause

One more time!

Yeah, do that, do that

Now pause!