But I thank God, I saw the light in time Little girl now, I don't care no more I don't care what you do, I don't care no more You had your way from
up I guess it's cause we black that we targets My only fear is God, I spit that hard s**t In case you don't know, I let my pump go Get ?ride for M'Thulu
it twisted, you can get ya wig splitted I don't give a fuck, I don't care if police know I did it Man I hustle, I get money, in the sunshine or a blizzard
scum off the streets I go all over- to the Bronx, Brooklyn, Harlem, I don't care Don't make no difference to me [The Giant] I spit stress on tracks,
wasted On those who don't care if they live or die Each day I wade through vacant stares and wonder Are they looking for the same things as I I see the
?) I?m on a mission, to be malicious (Kill Kitty?) In God we trust, shit ain?t fair (Kill Kitty?) It?s all a fraud, I don?t care, I DON?T CARE
I don't care I could be rich or poor I don't need anymore [Chorus] Man or animal, I don't care at all Find the antidote underneath the dose Man or animal
back where I belong The ambulance sings along The fly on the wall Doesn't know what's wrong If I could forget myself Find another lie to tell If I
More than one way to skin a cat Somewhere there's four lucky people and a rabbit in a wheelchair This is no attention deficit, It's just that I don't care
a flight attendant [Chorus: Boss Hog Barbarians] We don't believe in holidays Don't pay for dates Hell no we don't dance Or put on a pair of skates Don't
than my own? Self righteous, borderline fascist, I don't care if you're a " better " anarchist. I'm not perfect, never claimed to be I still believe
young to know the lies you speak, Just one more commercial, you don't care what it costs, You get your profit, you don't care whose soul got lost. I
I'm gonna disappear But it's pretty obvious that I ain't goin' nowhere (nope) I am a haters worst nightmare that got fans And I gain more and more every time I
I have the plan like Hannibal Smith - I don't take a draw from no spliff The scene of the beam doesn't redeem and if I wanna get high, I just fly Walk
Don't get it twisted bud I ain't a bitch, I ain't surrenderin (nope) I ain't your everyday rapper with a love for foreign whips (yeah) At the club scorin
right and nobody is wrong and many are downtrodden These people call me a cretin 'cause i get a little spittle in their eye And they don't care much for
round the place... when it's time to come home how can you look me in the face? The body count rises, your conscience falls but you don't even care at
