I'm a hang out with Birch
But we can't make raps cuz tomorrow's Saturday and my dad's gotta work
And we gotta keep the fuck shut up be quiet like a mouse in a church
Don't slam no doors tip toe round the house creepin' up like Lurch.
We could watch a DVD. But we gotta watch it mute with the captions
Hit the button says CC
Man I hate this shit, this ain't no way to watch Mac 'n Me.
I can't read that fast and I never learned how to lip read.
We could play Street Fighter 2
I'm a spank that ass with M. Bison if you pick Ryu
But we can't use 5.1 gotta keep that shit on mute.
"Shut your fat-ass clap trap:" Dad's preferred means of sound proof.
I'm a go get me a snack.
A dill pickle, string cheese, dunkaroos, soda pop, grapes, and a snack pack.
Float past his door right to the fridge and tiptoe back.
Wood floors antique, they creakin' if you step on a crack.

YOU JUST WOKE UP MY DAD!
YOU JUST WOKE UP MY DAD!
YOU JUST WOKE UP MY DAD!
HE GOTTA WORK TOMRROW!
AND NOW HE REALLY MAD.

Shut your mouth
I'm tryna sleep
I'm losin' count
Of all my sheep
I'm workin' nights
And you ain't tryna creep
I'm catchin Z's
But you makin' peeps
I'm make the rules
I pay the bills
You act a fool?
I'm gonna kill.
Send Birch on home
I'm a call his momma
Things gotta change
Barack Obama


YOU JUST WOKE UP MY DAD!
YOU JUST WOKE UP MY DAD!
YOU JUST WOKE UP MY DAD!
HE GOTTA WORK TOMRROW!
AND NOW HE REALLY MAD.

Quit bein' so loud when we make for the kitchen
Your feet makin' sounds when them toes should be tippin'
Act like it's New York and we both with Snake Pliskin
Cuz Daddy get woke he gonna owe me a whippin'
A switch 'n kick 'n a belt for a lickin'
No little league season cuz I won't be pitchin
Cuz Daddy be thinkin' I need disciplinin'
And plus he afraid me and L Menendezin'
Like we're gonna fuck him up with a baseball bat
I just wanna stay up and watch the Late Show, Dad
Go-Karts, Celebration Station race car track
John Travolta, Nic Cagin' in my Face-Off Mask
(I found) some funny-ass nameses in the yellow pages it's time we be makin' a prank call
It's so entertainin' to tell 'em to chase it right after we sayin' "Your fridge gone"
Ain't no way of tracin' the number they hatin' I'm *68'in my dick off
Oh wait, my mistake, is that 7 or 8? Man I pray they don't call back this late, dog.
If there's food we will eat it, we'll even reheat it
Just stop the damn microwave before it start beepin'
Cuz Daddy be sleepin, don't shit on his dreamin'
He already pissed that he workin' the weekend
No wonder he drinkin' that 6 of Heineken
Before all them sheep do like frogs and start leapin'
We shoulda gone campin' like Teddy DuChamp
And that kid on Star Trek (Will Wheaton)
BIRCH

YOU JUST WOKE UP MY DAD!
YOU JUST WOKE UP MY DAD!
YOU JUST WOKE UP MY DAD!
HE GOTTA WORK TOMRROW!
AND NOW HE REALLY MAD.

I'm that daddy that's been workin' on the night shift
Pullin' overtime 'til I can't hold up my eyelids
You wanna play outside? You better keep it quiet bitch
Slam that door again I'll tan your fuckin' hide, bitch
I thought I told your ass to use your inside voice
You think a sleepy daddy's what my boss employs?
I don't paid for everything so them's my toys.
Wake me up again, you sleepin' outside, boys.
When I'm sleepin' in the day, shut the fuck up.
When I'm tryin' to hit the hay, shut the fuck up.
If you ain't done your chores all day, shut the fuck up.
"Can Faulteroy come over to play?" SHUT THE FUCK UP.
I bet you wish I went to bed, and bumped my head.
Fell asleep while puffin' on a cigarette.
Can't wait to get ahold of my MetLife plan.
Am I sleepin' with an eye open? Yes I am.

YOU JUST WOKE UP MY DAD!
YOU JUST WOKE UP MY DAD!
YOU JUST WOKE UP MY DAD!