yeah What if I do love you What if I don't want to What if I do a?? what if I don't a?? what if I wonA't Can`t you see What IA'm trying to explain Not
sun Want some? Come and get it On your marks, get set, blah! That's coming with it They won't stop, they'll get it, you don't get it It don't stop, still
grey smoke from fossil fuels Did we all want chaos to run amok Livin' a vampire's life Reality bites and blood sucks 'Til your zombie like and don't give
Like my Nikes white like them birds that don't even chirp at all Alkaholiks nurture y'all, hip-hop babies, burpin y'all I'm on my motherfuckin thousandth curtain call Won't
[CHORUS:] If I don't live the struggle, then why do I flow I'm just another Wigger man, what do I know If y'all don't wanna hear the way the truth unfolds
won't fit in a puddle Piece a shit, nut ridin' get your ass outta hidin' Dip on 21st street ridin' there won't be a survivor Yo ass ain't no McGuyver
em Shot through the do', with the flag, hockey ski-mask on my face Cuz see, I just don't give a fuck, as long as they can't see us make our escape And
't stopped me and I get [Chorus] Locked up They won't let me out (locked up) x2 They won't let me out no, they won't let me out (they got me botched
on my face I'll stomp bitch, I don't give a damn 'bout a case (Fuck!) [Chorus] [Verse 2: Lil Scrappy] Yo.. (Aye..) See, I don't give a fuck if he know
and forth ta court I said "momma I'ma straighten up for you and I promise I won't warrant" Got me a job as a paper boy 21 dollars a month 5 o'clock in
write but I do know how to count money You can call me Lieutenant Fuck a Hoe but all the ruskie runny You can dip but don't screw up, speakers on sub
back, you wanna rap? All of that can wait I won't push, I won't beat around the bush I wanna break upon those who are not supposed to You might try but you can't
Richard Pryor So Grand Puba, kick a verse But do your man a favor and don't curse [Grand Puba] Don't curse bust it I won't curse, I'll take a famous
check this ol' Skanless shit out We gon' go a little bit somethin like this Hey yo homies, step to em Do em [VERSE 1: DJ Quik] Yo, it won't take long
icon, ain't no endin' me Call Chaka all you want, and you still won't be D.T.P. Basically y'all faggots, cause you do it and run Ain't no killa's on the
nigga flip" We won't stop until they hit, fuck it, murder yo' clique You know them bullets ain't got no names on 'em, they ain't prejudice dude I ain
t hold their own And stand strong, they won't last long In jail because a cell is hell The system smells and the food tastes stale So don't be dumb and
Chorus: Big Sha Freeze, freeze before you get fucked Scream you get bucked I seen skin bleed, don't play Hercules, you stuck You wan't war? With the Outlaws
