Released on September 23, 2003

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[Intro]

Hold up, yeah

Ooh, ooh, ooh

Somebody done told you wrong

Thought it wasn't gon' end off like that there, huh?

Hot, too hot, too hot

Too motherfuckin' hot


[Verse 1]

Okay, I started out all alone

'Cause my baby mama left me

Now there's nobody at home

Beginning to feel like Ms. Jackson done got cloned

Well it's some real shit and I'm living it through this song

A moving vehicle took my family

As I slept out on the sofa in the Boom Boom Room

I woke up very upset

I throw the covers back and peek out of the draperies

My daughter, my baby, my baby mama all escaping me

Like a candle in the wind, she was my friend

Like Princess Di' before she died, therefore we tried and tried again

But in the end, you pay attention to the pluses

But the minuses behind make it seem like you can't win


[Chorus]

Throw your neck out

Throw your back out

Throw your neck out

Throw your back out

Throw your neck out

Throw your back out

Throw your neck out

Throw your back out


[Verse 2]

Round two, a single parent, what is Big to do?

Throw a party? Not hardly; I'm tryin' to stay up outta that womb

Or that p-u-s-s, puss, I said puss

Luther Vandross couldn't make a home out of this house that we smooshed

Smashed, pushed to the limit, smash and turned it timid

If anyone was suffering, the house was feeling wicked

The cat got sold, the dog got old, the food got cold

Both of our tempers were on swole

For the most, most part, you fuss, fight, fart

You build it up to break it down and now take it from the start

Repeatedly leading a path that only ends in a clash

Of two stubborn minds, grown folks blind to the signs


[Chorus]

Throw your neck out

Throw your back out

Throw your neck out

Throw your back out

Throw your neck out

Throw your back out

Throw your neck out

Throw your back out


[Verse 3]

K-O, knocked out by technicality

The love has kissed the canvas, now the whole family is mad at me

My daughter don't want me at her PTA meetings

And then my son, he can't talk, when I change him he's peeing

I think he's pissed, I can't dismiss the matter of the fact

Because he saw me and you argue, now the energy's coming back

Set an example, a positive pattern, keep life on track

But I'm married to the music and committed to the wax


[Bridge]

Tapes, CDs, baby, please

You make me wanna scream

You're on my team starting first string so why are we arguing? (Wax)

Tapes, CDs, baby, please

You make me wanna scream

You're on my team starting first string so why are we arguing?

Throw your fuckin'—


[Chorus]

Throw your neck out

Throw your back out

Throw your neck out

Throw your back out

Throw your neck out

Throw your back out

Throw your neck out

Throw your back out


[Bridge]

Tapes, CDs, baby, please

You make me wanna scream

You're on my team starting first string so why are we arguing? (Wax)

Tapes, CDs, baby, please

You make me wanna scream

You're on my team starting first string so why are we arguing?


[Chorus]

Throw your neck out

Throw your back out

Throw your neck out

Throw your back out

Throw your neck out

Throw your back out

Throw your neck out

Throw your back out