Sixteen years ago, one day
I was walking down the street
I was cruising in Brooklyn
You know what I mean?
Something was cooking
But wasn't yet a chicken

There was a man
Selling chicks in a box
He said, "two for one, but three for two,"
I said, "that's not bad, here is the money for you"
One was magenta
The other was blue

I know my chicken
You got to know your chicken
I know my chicken
You got to know your chicken
I know my chicken
You got to know your chicken
I know my chicken

One day, the blue one went away
The other grew up ****ing well
She was noisy every night
I had always chicken bite

Then I met a lover
One night, she made me dinner
Licking finger, I wondered
Where she got the chicken

Then I met a lover
One night, she made me dinner
Licking finger, I wondered
Where she got the chicken

I know my chicken
You got to know your chicken
I know my chicken
You got to know your chicken
I know my chicken
You got to know your chicken
I know my chicken
You got to know your chicken

Spare the rod and spoil the chick
Before you go and shit a brick
Spare the rod and spoil the chick
Before you go and shit a brick
Spare the rod and spoil the chick
Before you go and shit a brick
Spare the rod and spoil the chick
Before you go and shit a brick

I know my chicken
You got to know your chicken
I know my chicken
You got to know your chicken
I know my chicken
You got to know your chicken
I know my chicken
You got to know your chicken

She went to college to study anatomy
I followed her father's butchery
We got two babies, is it cool?
One was magenta, the other was blue

I know my chicken
You got to know your chicken
I know my chicken
You got to know your chicken
I know my chicken
You got to know your chicken
I know my chicken
You got to know your chicken