| From a boy to a man to a martyr its the yard father |
| party starter who can hit the bar harder |
| i order bacardi with dark lager |
| to chase that mess its burning my chest like hot lava |
| verbally im a rotweiler you gon learn to respect me |
| cuz you aint even a doberman you a german shepard |
| and thats a back in the day dawg |
| thugs now a days will cock it back pop a cap in your acorn |
| fuck what they say in they songs |
| gangstas dont stay long |
| they make a little noise then they gone |
| thats why i tell my sister i love her |
| plus my mom and my brother |
| live for today i know im not promised another (another) |
| you little punk mother fucker |
| i aint got no love for you i got a slug for you |
| its possible today can be your very last morning |
| move your ass on and take this as a last warning |
| dont d-d-d-dont dont do that |
| dont dont d-dont dont do that |
| dont d-d-d-dont dont do that |
| if you dot wanna get slapped dont do that |
| you been talkin behind my back dont do that |
| steady runnin off at the trap dont do that |
| you want me to say something back dont do that |
| cuz that shitll get you slapped shitll get you slapped |
| you been talkin behind my back dont do that |
| steady runnin off at the trap dont do that |
| you want me to say something back dont do that |
| cuz that shitll get you slapped shitll get you slapped |
| from a petty larcenist to armed robber its the yardfather |
| i aint jamaican but label me as the don darta |
| let a nigga try to bomb bodda |
| i got a razor sharper than kareem abdul jabars barber |
| you you a disgrace to your pops in the pen |
| all he hearing about his son is the cops are his friends |
| only time he heard your name in a sentence with gun |
| when you told and got a nigga sentence for one |
| he aint raise you to be no bitch be no snitch |
| spent to much time with your moms sweet old bitch |
| we was chewing you was suckin your chico stick |
| shoulda sent your fairy ass to military class |
| now your moms gettin sceamed on by your dad |
| like we shoulda had a daughter instead of a fag |
| this the last time im tellin ya i swear its for sure |
| i shouldnt even ever have to say this no more |
| dont d-d-d-dont dont do that |
| dont dont d-dont dont do that |
| dont d-d-d-dont dont do that |
| if you dot wanna get slapped dont do that |
| you been talkin behind my back dont do that |
| steady runnin off at the trap dont do that |
| you want me to say something back dont do that |
| cuz that shitll get you slapped shitll get you slapped |
| you been talkin behind my back dont do that |
| steady runnin off at the trap dont do that |
| you want me to say something back dont do that |
| cuz that shitll get you slapped shitll get you slapped |
| if you go to w w f u |
| somebody put a slug in your brother then guess who |
| you know ima thug it but love it the best do |
| not to many love it as rugid as S do |
| im so special |
| im what the fuck is lyricism |
| and im open to all your constructive criticism |
| let a nigga step outa line |
| i get the tech and the 9 |
| from up have a son truck and hit him with it |
| i told him not to do it |
| the nigga went and did it |
| he talkin shit about me dawg now he feelin a get it |
| and im ready to let the pop gun squirt |
| and sit hoppin g rockin free saigon shirt |
| cuz he be tryna play me is not gonna work |
| god made dirt now put some on top of this jerk |
| dont d-d-d-dont dont do that |
| dont dont d-dont dont do that |
| dont d-d-d-dont dont do that |
| if you dot wanna get slapped dont do that |
| you been talkin behind my back dont do that |
| steady runnin off at the trap dont do that |
| you want me to say something back dont do that |
| cuz that shitll get you slapped shitll get you slapped |
| you been talkin behind my back dont do that |
| steady runnin off at the trap dont do that |
| you want me to say something back dont do that |
| cuz that shitll get you slapped shitll get you slapped |
| (I Know) |
| i know i know i know i know life got much more to offer me |
| and i know i know i know i know the system treats us unlawfully |
| and i know i know i know i know that a new day is yet to come |
| and i know that ill be rite here with the nation |
| we live in a place where babies are born addicted to base |
| if you get arrested you likely to get kicked in your face |
| a lot of bitches is sick with the «H.» |
| if you dont want the «I.V.» think before you put your dick in her waist |
| its a disgrace theres only one particular race |
| that got fucked ever since we got shipped to the states |
| like being trapped in a pit full of snakes |
| they callin the coke dandruff the ghetto been inflicted with flakes |
| i listen to rap but wouldnt let my kid listen to that |
| cuz if my kid listen to that then its a wrap |
| niggas replace wisdom with materialism |
| i use the rhythm to preach about imperialism |
| i get on it like martin luther king and do the damn thing |
| far as snitching goin like j-lo i can sing |
| but ill eat you like a planet wing |
| lets pop a cop and then pop some champagne |
| i know i know i know i know life got much more to offer me |
| and i know i know i know i know the system treats us unlawfully |
| and i know i know i know i know that a new day is yet to come |
| and i know that ill be rite here with the nation |
| they got drugs of all sorts coming through the airports |
| only once every five years somebody get caught |
| how many lives must heroin cut short |
| how many us folk gotta grow up to smoke shoot sniff or snort |
| we no longer serving them dimes to manuever through turbulent times |
| me and my niggas murdering rhymes |
| my life breathe like a verse in a song |
| so its in the quran word bond yah gonna worship the don |
| convict since a young age face plastered on the front page |
| picture me workin for minimum wage |
| i went in a rage packed the mack 10 and the gage |
| in the streets i seen more action that nicholas cage |
| buck one for my niggas locked for using a gun |
| buck two and them niggas that bucked Roo fuck you |
| buck three for lucky |
| buck four for all my dawgs up north lets get this jump off jumped off |
| i know i know i know i know life got much more to offer me |
| and i know i know i know i know the system treats us unlawfully |
| and i know i know i know i know that a new day is yet to come |
| and i know that ill be rite here with the nation |