The Last Days of Left Eye2007

Lisa 'Left Eye' Lopes:
My father when he saw something wrong, it didn't matter if it was 3 in the morning, 'Lisa-Raina-Ronald! Lisa-Raina-Ronald! Get down here NOW!' We jump out the bed and run downstairs and he'd make us line up like this. [stands up straight looking terrified] And he'd be [marches back and forth] How many times did you see that pen on the floor and not STOP and THINK to pick it up? HOW many times did you step OVER the pen and not STOP and THINK! to pick it up?' And we'd be like [looks through the corner of her eye terrified] 'Now PICK IT UP!'