you Time will let you know Whatever will be Whatever you do Time will let you know You see your folks and all their friends Aint it funny how the story ends You
Tom, Dick, Harry, or Roy Let us crack the freak, because we're your boys Tonight we're dropin by cause your parents left The Beastie Boy gonna' let you know
to tell you that God's within self Bloodsuckers of the poor wanna keep your wealth Keep you a slave, so you don't misbehave You never know the truth til you
you know? What did you care? What did you know? What did you care? What did you know? What did you care? What did you know? What did you care? Anarchy
catch me squintin know why I came be let my word fly keep the gleam in your eye (ha!) Con mucho drum roll on time let the horn blow Gas to the pedal
unpaid And you know me, I'm that nada cat Type to loan you a buck, get my dollar back You holla at, me Like you want me to trick, trick I trick you
. 3-2) [Hook x2] You really, don't wanna fuck with us Nigga, we armed and we dangerous You really, don't wanna fuck with us Playing them games, will get you
trick bitch You don't know who you're fuckin with I break this 10 1/2 so deep in your ass That you'll be lookin like a faggot on the rag I'm goin for
you act a fool Go home to dada 255 pounds for you gladly You know you hate the sight of him Damn, but you'se a tramp and if it pays you good, you might
the river While you work on using your mouth'n Everybody know you going Bet you probably saying oh no'n Then I'm gonna teach you lessons Stranglin all
you act a fool Go home to dada 255 pounds for you gladly You know you hate the sight of him Damn, but you'se a tramp and if he pays you good, you might
9: you're never stingy, greedy, drifty or cheap When it comes to you and your peeps You owe yourself the best treats No. 10: never sweat when a bitch leaves you knowing
the pro nigga you ain't know? Well now ya know, if you a friend or foe If you a lady or hoe, if you rich or poor You really need to recognize ya being
beat you Eat who? Look I know how to treat you Like the Dog that you is! I peeped you! [Chorus] [Tim Smooth] I know your kind, yeah Gotta let my dough
can ride down to the river While you work on using your mouth'n Everybody know you going Bet you probably saying oh no'n Then i'm gonna teach you lessons
change my mind, I'll tell you one more time It's none of your business Now who do you think you are Puttin' your cheap two cents in? Don't you got nothin
For the ghetto media, don't let the light-skin fool ya', I will f**k you up. . . . when the thugs cry This is what it sounds like [this is
