other word for cynical attitude (2025)

Now I met an old friend In the bar the other nightAnd he got a little drunkAnd he wanted to fightAnd he jumped up And challenged every man in the roomAnd just about the time he got the words outAn 'ol boy jumped up and closed his mouthAnd used his head for a mopAnd his butt for a broomIt was an attitude adjustmentI guess it was his first time An attitude adjustmentNow he understands just fineHe got bent out of shapeAnd he opened his mouthAnd just one appointment Straightened him right outIt was an attitude adjustmentOh It'll work every time Well I've got this big 'ol brother-in-lawAnd me and him just never did get along Because he wants to make sure I'm treating his sister right He got drunk one night And started beating me upAnd I went and got a tire toolOut of my truckAnd laid him out as cold as a block of iceIt was an attitude adjustment And it will work every time An attitude adjustmentI made him see the lightAnd he says I'm his kind of manAnd he comes around with his hat in his handIt was an attitude adjustmentI cured all his family prideNow my girlfriend slapped me in the faceI said darlin' that was you're first mistakeThen she went wild and her eyes turned redShe started breaking everythingAnd screaming loudAnd kickin' me and cussin' me outAnd I gave her a little adjustment On the top of the headIt was an attitude adjustmentNow she loves on me all the time Just an attitude adjustmentShe got a whole new frame of mind She don't nagAnd I don't beg And we get along and like I said Just an attitude adjustmentOh everything's just fine Well almostShe called the cops to take me inAnd I said you're never gonna do it friendAnd they just smiledAnd said "Oh Yes We Will"Now a stick to the headAnd some kicks in the chinAnd a several bites from Rin Tin TinAnd I couldn't wait to get into that jailIt was an attitude adjustmentOh I went along peacefully Attitude adjustmentOh they made me clearly seeCause my head is blackAnd my legs are blueAnd both knee caps are bent clean through It was an attitude adjustmentIt made my whole outlook brand new Just a attitude adjustmentIt made my whole outlook brand new

I could tell you where I'm goingI could tell you who you areYou fell out of Heaven 'cause you was anxiousDidn't like authority, only searched to be heinousIsaiah 14 was the only thing that was prevalentMy greatest music director was youIt was colors, it was pinks, it was reds, it was bluesIt was harmony and motionI sent you down to Earth 'cause you was brokenRehabilitation, not psychosis, but now we here nowCenturies you manipulated man with musicEmbodied you as superstars to see how you movingYou came a long way from garnishing evilish viewsAnd all I ever wanted from you was love and approvalI learned a lot, no more putting these people in fearThe more that word is diminished, the more it's not realThe more light that I can capture, the more I can feelI'm using words for inspiration as an ideaSo can you promise that you won't take your gifts for granted?

Tell you what you mean to meEvery time you wander (until the end of time)I'll be your eyes so you can seeI want to show you thingsThat I show no other, I want to beMore than, more than your motherMore than your brotherI want to be (like no) like no otherIf you need me, I'll never leaveI know, that you know, without you there is no meThere is no meWithout you there is no seaThere is no shoreLove is to weak to define how much I adoreYou, childYou, childThe last words you hearThe last words you hear(Until the end of time)I'll be there for you, baby(Until the end of time)Be with me darling till the end of time (until the end of time)I'll give you my heartI'll give you my mindI'll give you my body (until the end of time)I'll give you my time (until the end of time)(Until the end of time)(Until the end of time)For all time I am with youYou are with me (until the end of time)You are with me, you are with me

Tell you what you mean to meEvery time you wander (until the end of time)I'll be your eyes so you can seeI want to show you thingsThat I show no other, I want to beMore than, more than your motherMore than your brotherI want to be (like no) like no otherIf you need me, I'll never leaveI know, that you know, without you there is no meThere is no meWithout you there is no seaThere is no shoreLove is to weak to define how much I adoreYou, childYou, childThe last words you hearThe last words you hear(Until the end of time)I'll be there for you, baby(Until the end of time)Be with me darling till the end of time (until the end of time)I'll give you my heartI'll give you my mindI'll give you my body (until the end of time)I'll give you my time (until the end of time)(Until the end of time)(Until the end of time)For all time I am with youYou are with me (until the end of time)You are with me, you are with me

Now I met an old friend inThe bar the other nightAnd he got a little drunkAnd he wanted to fightAnd he jumped up and challengedEvery man in the roomAnd just about the time he got the words outAn ol' boy jumped up and closed his mouthAnd used his head for a mopAnd his butt for a broomIt was an attitude adjustmentI guess it was his first timeAn attitude adjustmentNow he understands just fineHe got bent out of shapeAnd he opened his mouthAnd just one appointment straightenedHim right out it was an attitude adjustmentIt'll work every timeI've got this big ol' brother-in lawAnd me and him just never did get along'Cause he wants to make sureI'm treating his sister rightHe got drunk one night, started beating me upAnd I went and got a tireTool out of my truckAnd laid him out as cold as a block of iceIt was an attitude adjustment andIt will work every timeAn attitude adjustmentI made him see the lightAnd he says I'm his kind of manAnd he comes around with his hat in his handIt was an attitude adjustmentI cured all his family prideNow my girlfriend slapped me in the faceI said, "Darlin'That was you're first mistake"Then she went wild and her eyes turned redShe started breaking everythingAnd sceaming loudAnd kickin' me and cussin' me outAnd I gave her a little adjustmentOn the top of the headIt was an attitude adjustmentNow she loves on me all the timeJust an attitude adjustmentShe got a whole new frame of mindShe don't nag, I don't begWe get along and like I saidJust an attitude adjustment, ohEverythings just fine (Well, almost)She called the cops to take me inAnd I said, "You're never gonna do itFriends"And they just smiled and said, "OhYes we will" now a stick to the head andSome kicks to the shinsAnd several bites by Rin Tin TinAnd I couldn't wait to get into that jailIt was an attitude adjustment, ohI went along peacefullyAttitude adjustment, they made me clearly see'Cause my head is black and my legs are blueAnd both kneecaps are bit clean throughIt was an attitude adjustmentIt made my whole life look brand newJust an attitude adjustmentIt made my whole life look brand new

30 years in this bitch and I'm still hereDecade after decadeAnd evidently I must be doing something rightWord to my nigga EazyEazy-E CPT OG from the other side (Eazy)From the other side (Eazy)It's easy to say you need meWhen you got everything you wantBut It's hard for me to believe itYou'll find out when I'm goneI went from hanging out down at the swap meetTo driving some of the hottest cars LA has ever seenPeople been telling me I've grown into some kind of monsterBut they don't know me though I've been this way since 17Tryna get finances poppin', man I thought that was the objectTo some of my niggas lost they life and then that goes the teamMy only dream was holding us down like fuck who tryna stop usYou could get the middle finger or the reddest beamIt's your choice, I took this industry by storm young and blackKilling them softly, don't ever call me fortunateYou don't know what it cost meSo anybody complaining about they circumstances lost me homieWe ain't even talking fuck that energy, fuck up off meIt's easy to say you need meWhen you got everything you wantBut it's hard for me to believe itYou'll find out when I'm goneYou look at my lifestyle, I'm living my life nowI'm dealing with diligent BenjaminHow come my attitude piped down?

Built for business, and God as my witnessHave you running a country mile and not for physical fitness (hold up!)

Built for business, and God as my witnessHave you running a country mile and not for physical fitness (hold up!)

We go togetherBetter than birds of a feather, you and meWe change the weather, yeahI'm feeling heat in December when you're 'round meI've been dancing on top of cars And stumbling out of barsI follow you through the darkCan't get enoughYou're the medicine and the painThe tattoo inside my brainAnd, baby, you know it's obviousI'm a sucker for youYou say the word and I'll go anywhere blindlyI'm a sucker for you, yeahAny road you take, you know that you'll find meI'm a sucker for all the subliminal thingsNo one knows about you (about you) About you (about you)And you're making the typical me break my typical rulesIt's true, I'm a sucker for you, yeahDon't complicate it'Cause I know you and you know everything about meI can't remember (oh, yeah)All of the nights I don't rememberWhen you're 'round meI've been dancing on top of cars And stumbling out of barsI follow you through the darkCan't get enoughYou're the medicine and the painThe tattoo inside my brainAnd, baby, you know it's obviousI'm a sucker for youYou say the word and I'll go anywhere blindlyI'm a sucker for you, yeahAny road you take, you know that you'll find meI'm a sucker for all the subliminal thingsNo one knows about you (about you) About you (about you)And you're making the typical me break my typical rulesIt's true, I'm a sucker for you (oh)(I'm a sucker for you)Jersey, what's up?

If there's any bitches in this roomThen there's somethin' I gotta say (say)For all the foolsWho fell for the firstGirl who comes their way (way)I've been down that road, and now I'm backSittin' on square one (one)Tryin' to pick myself upWhere I started fromI never woulda thought that I'd see you out of controlEven though my penis was deep down in your hoYou should know, between us, we was like mates of soulNothing could intervene us, especially no hoesYou was more so the chalant type I chose'Til more shows, haunted you nightsI suppose that's how it goesWith time spent, emotion growsIn the beginning friends, we decided to rollSo who's responsible when you get excited, explodeAnd Obie's grinnin', then you invite that Obie's coldBut bitches they gon' talk, niggas they gon' hateWe established this way before we became matesSo what's required is that you chill with all that fireGet your desire when I retire andSpend some time with me, say that you'll be mine (haha)I never thought that I'd find someone to be mineLord knows I was right, 'cause you just crossed the lineSpend some time with me, say that you'll be mineI used to say I never met a girl like you beforeStill ain't got a fuckin' clue as to who you truly areAlmost went as far as introducing you to my daughters'Til you went as far as goin' and snoopin' through my drawersNow I just feel stupid for the loop that you threw me forCan't believe I almost flew the coop for some stupid whoreYou used to say all you wanted was for me to be yoursAll I ever wanted from you was a few booty callsIf you recall I used to treat you like a groupie broadWhen we fucked I refused to even take my jewelry offBut it threw me off the first time I called and you blew me offIt was a shock, it struck me as odd but it turned me onYou started gettin' moody on me pretty soon we'd argueAnd the ruder you got, the more beautiful you got to meAnd who'd even knew that, who would of even thought possiblyCupid could shoot another one of them goddamn darts at meIt's true that I got shot in the heartBut when someone seems too good to be true, they usually areBut see, when you're in it, it's to hard to see'Til you pull up and see some other dudes car parkedAnd reach up under your seat as your heart starts to beatBefore you make a decision that's life alteringAnd just as you halt and you turn and you start to leaveYou hear them words echoing, almost hauntingThat taunting ringSpend some time with me, say that you'll be mine (haha)I never thought that I'd find someone to be mineLord knows I was right, 'cause you just crossed the lineSpend some time with me, say that you'll be mine(Yeah right, bitch, spend time with my dick)In most cases, Stat's attitude is, fuck a bitch (fuck a bitch)My only motive is to get head and fuck a bitch (uh)But you was different thought we shared a covenantEven held your hand in publicWe suffering because of this (because of this)Shorty on some whole 'nother other shit (other shit)Tryna play slick, thinkin' I'ma trick off ripI'll admit, I was caught in the mix, down to commitFeed you the best of me, I should've fed you piss (should've fed you piss)We started off closer than closeBut who could've predicted to know your triflin' waysWoulda stopped our growthAnd the final result, back in that same boatI ask myself, do I love these hoes?

If not for suede, would you have survived the Dark Ages?Cannibal ways of the ancient CaucasiansStare you like you're steak tartar, pinot noirDavid Star on the chain of Sammy DavisHe helped pave the way for Southern crankers and them Harlem shakersNow we gettin' our papers, they try to censor the wordsAnd stop our money comin' but you can't escape us haters (ohh)No matter how hard you tryYou can't stop us now (oh, no matter)No matter how hard you tryYou can't stop us now (no)You can't stop us now

Aight, well, I brought some friends with me tooNow I ain't back just for the sake of just saying I'm backI could relax but I'd rather stack ammo on tracksCouple Xanax, light a couple wax candles then blackOut and relapse 'til I yack Jack Daniels and 'gnac (woo)Burp bubbles, attitude's immaturin'Double shot of Bacardi, party, vision is blurrin'Whoa-oh, I can't see shit, my words get to slurrin'Uh-oh, you can call me R.

Caroline (Caroline)See CarolineAll the guys would say she's mighty fine (mighty fine)But mighty fine only got you somewhere half the timeAnd the other half either got you cussed out, or coming up shortYeah, now dig this, now, even though (even though)You'd need a golden calculator to divide (to divide)The time it took to look inside and realize thatReal guys go for real down to Mars girls, ha yeahI know you'd like to think your shit don't stinkBut lean a little bit closerSee roses really smell like poo-poo-oohYeah, roses really smell like poo-poo-oohI know you'd like to think your shit don't stinkBut lean a little bit closerSee roses really smell like poo-poo-oohYeah, roses really smell like poo-poo-oohCaroline (Caroline) See, she's the reason for the word "bitch" (bitch)I hope she's speeding on the way to the clubTrying to hurry up to get to a ballerOr singer or somebody like thatAnd try to put on her makeup in the mirrorAnd crash, crash, crash into a ditch (just playing)She needs a golden calculator to divide (to divide)The time it takes to look inside and realizeThat real guys go for real down to Mars girls, yeahI know you'd like to think your shit don't stinkBut lean a little bit closerSee roses really smell like poo-poo-oohYeah, roses really smell like poo-poo-ooh, yeah II know you'd like to think your shit don't stinkBut lean a little bit closerSee roses really smell like poo-poo-oohYeah, roses really smell like poo-poo-oohAye, aye, yeah, yeah, yeahWell she's got a hotty's body, but her attitude is pottyWhen I met her at a party she was hardly acting naughtyI said, "Shawty, would you call me?"

'Cause America segregated us, designated us to an areaSeparated us, Section-Eight'd usWhen we tear it up's the only time attention's paid to usAnd education sucks, and every day's anotherFreddie Gray for us, a levy breaks or fuzzWhy is it, they treat us like dryer lint?We just want a safe environment for our kidsBut can't escape the sirensDon't take a scientist to see our violent nature lies inThe poverty that we face so the crime rate's the highest inThe lowest classes, it's like a razor wire fenceAnd we're trapped in these racial biasesThat plague our society which makes our anxiety levels raiseEvery time we see a devil's faceLions, tigers, and bears, oh myIt's more like billy clubs and gatsAnd we really love it when you think we're guilty 'cause we're black"But you kill each other, factsYou peel each other's caps, for silly stuff like hats"Single mother strugglin' through substance abuseWhile people with nothin' to lose shoot each other for shoesFuck your Republican viewsPull ourselves up by our bootstraps, where the fuck are the boots?

We will suddenly realize that God is doing for us what we could not do for ourselves.Are these extravagant promises? We think not.They have been fulfilled amongst othersSometimes quickly, sometimes slowly.

[Chorus]Just cause I make a love song, or say a simple rhyme"Boom, move over L, it's Miller Time"I don't know whether to laugh, get ill or get wildCause brothers don't realize, I got so many styleslike tripling up the words, confusing all the nerdsHeard put my sights on mics and ? flipping above the wordto the mother, no otherMC brother, can mess with Ladies LoverI'm original, I'm bright under colorAnd when I get on the mic, yo I burn rubberCan't stand criticism, give 'em an exorcismBeen rocking for years, now I have wisdomThe way I'm kicking the lines you can hear my tongue twistand it'll have your neck spinning like you're spinelessI'm picking 'em up, throwing 'em downHyping 'em up and slowing 'em downAll of these words with only one tongueShaking 'em up and then baking 'em upSmash boom bash scraping 'em upNow you thought that was hard, I just begunCause I'm a roll on the microphoneAnd take control just like Al CaponeI'm notorious, you're foolish if you sleep on meCause I'm too slick to let a rapper get sweet on meTry to make a move for my heavyweight beltYou get played like the Wizard of Oz witch, you meltYo I'm crazy dope, with super hype linesand a lot of hype lines make one dope rhyme[Chorus: x2]Cause that's what it isWhy do you think they call it dope?

(88 Gang) (Yeah, yeah, yeah)(Hitmaka)You know what the fuck goin' on, nigga (Yeah, yeah, yeah)King in this bitch (yeah, yeah)Accept no substitution (hold up)(Ayy, YB help hype him up, bro) King, bitchI ain't never did shit small, all a nigga know is big ball (huh, huh)Fuck a nigga, get pissed off, now he holla like a hit dog (yeah, yeah)Ain't nobody did it like this, don't nobody do it like King (yeah, yeah)The biggest my city done seen, anything else obscene (shh, ahhh)Boy you know a K-I-N-G , you a peon honest to meIt'll be on 'fore you see, then he on the same thing I be onCrush that body with your name up in neonI'm turnt way beyondBentley full of bitches off of pints they lean onNever thrown on the real-y, boy you better chill-y 'Fore I hit you in your left eye, put that on Tionne (phew)All I done is all I knowRepresent dope boys, kick down doorsMost of y'all niggas wouldn't have a chance right nowRubberband Man then, dominatin' '04Run and sell my blow and evade po-poNow I'm doing big business, cash, no mortgageBuy big buildings, had foreclosuresMo' money, mo' problems, boy you ass sure told it (sheesh)I ain't never did shit small, all a nigga know is big ball (huh, huh)Fuck a nigga, get pissed off, now he holla like a hit dog (yeah, yeah)Ain't nobody did it like this, don't nobody do it like King (yeah, yeah)The biggest my city done seen, anything else obscene (ayy, ayy, shh, ahhh)Ayy, I ain't never did shit, littleWith all due respect to the other sideYeah you fuck niggas gettin' money But they hoes, you can catch 'em with them other guys (opps)Since a lil' bitch got respect, hell nah, I ain't talkin' 'bout a lil' bitNever fucked a nigga for a check come with too many problemsBaby mommas and the niggas come with lil' dickAin't no bitch comin' after me, just a lil' bitchKnockoff, beatdown, never did shit smallBody goals, same ho talkin' in the group chatWorried 'bout my old shit, bitch this a new rackRide through, the top off, move 'round, knockdownTwo words, boss bitch, attitude, talk shitNew spot, renovate, pussy smell rich-richSmile when I piss y'all offCouldn't of thought a bitch fell offI ain't ever did shit small all a bitch know is big ball (big ball)Fuck a bitch, get pissed off she gon' holla like a hit dog (like what?)

[Oldie but a goodie][1, 2, 3, funky][True MC, True MC][Everybody listens to the True MC] True MC, no slack on the trackHere to tell the people that love's what we lackIn this family we gotta love like ChristSo precise in your life so take this adviceBrother to brother we need to learn to love each otherSo lean on me when you're in troubleI cast my cares on Christ 'cause He cares for meSo when you need a shoulder to cry on, just lean [Props to my man speedy, 1, 2, 3] Lean on me, when you're not strongAnd I'll be your friend, I'll help you carry onFor it won't be long 'tilI'm gonna need somebody to lean on Sometimes in our livesWe all have pain, we all have sorrowsBut, if we are wiseWe know that there's always tomorrow Lean on me, when you're not strongAnd I'll be your friend, I'll help you carry onFor it won't be long 'tilI'm gonna need somebody to lean on Please, swallow your prideIf I have things that you need to borrowFor, no one can fill those of your needsIf you won't let them show Lean on me, when you're not strongAnd I'll be your friend, I'll help you carry onFor it won't be long 'tilI'm gonna need somebody to lean on You just call on your brother when you need a handWe all need somebody to lean onI just might have some problems that you'd understandWe all need somebody to lean on Lean on me, when you're not strongAnd I'll be your friend, I'll help you carry onFor it won't be long 'tilI'm gonna need somebody to lean on Make it funky, make it funkyMake it funky, make it funkyMake it funky, make it funky Cause I'm housin' this jointLike a brother with an attitudeAnd comin' straight so you best give me latitudeLeanin' on my boys from the word get goAnd bein' there for them cause the Lord said soMany of us just don't know what to doWell take it here and now from the boy named trueDon't dog a brother out when he stumbles and fallsJust be there to lean on y'all Call me, call me, just call me,Call me, call me, just call me, lean on meDon't you know that I'll be there, you can lean on meDon't you know that I'll be there, you can lean on meDon't you know that I'll be there, you can lean on me

Trying to be like us, sound like us, dress like us(Ashes to ashes and dust to dust)So nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, pleaseSince you're on the dick why don't you drop to your knees'Cause I'm a mothafucka that's out to killEazy-E, a nigga that's realReal niggas, straight off the streets of ComptonQuick to get in your shit without a second thoughtAnd if your ass get smoked, it's my bullet you caughtSo if you're talking shit about the niggas in blackBow down to the King's in Raider's hatsThey played out, that's what niggas were chantingOne nigga left and they said we ain't happeningPeople had thought we was finished and then done witBut if you think about it, yo, we really ain't done shitYet, so cover your ears and wipe your tearsAnd quit sniffing all over my dick for new ideasAnd when the new record come, I'll come like a fucking bombAsking for fucking money, don't buy you a fucking crumbYou're on the dicks of four niggas not oneAnd when it comes to dicks, you don't even have oneSo brace yourself to make sure you don't get fucked upBecause if I let you slide, it's just 'cause you lucked upDon't come in my face again, because I'm a floor yaAnd if you're a bitch, I'm a fucking ignore yaBecause my attitude's a little bigger'Cause MC Ren is one of the real niggasLost in a mothafucking world of madnessSadness, but Dre is just a nigga that gladdestSucker mothafuckas like you, making wack jamsBecause it only shows you how dope I amNever try to ignore usWhen I'm expressing, stand still like you're full of rigor mortise'Cause I'm a real nigga, but I guess you figureYou can break me, take me, but watch me pull the triggerDre is just a nigga wit hard, a nigga that's smartA nigga that's paid to say what others are scared to playWe started out wit too much cargoSo I'm glad we got rid of Benedict ArnoldYo, NWA, criticize for what we sayBut I'm a do the shit anyway'Cause I'm the mothafucking doctor, never fakingYo, Yella, kick the mothafucking break inIt's the real thing, you are now real, real niggas, niggasYeah motherfuckers, real thingsYou are now real, real niggas, niggasN.W.A, straight outta mothafucking ComptonTaking over shit in all of the 1990'sYo, Dr.Dre, DJ Yella, Eazy-EAnd I am MC Ren, yo, NWA taking over this mothafucka y'all

[sinister laughter]Oh y'all niggas killer now, oh word?Catch you comin out your fuckin crib niggaYeah, catch a fuckin bullet nigga[Prodigy]Ayo, I break bread, ribs, hundred dollar billsPeel on Ducatis and other four wheelsWrite a book full of medicine and generate millsTour the album, only for more salesWe used to catch those on the block with crillsNow it's paid shows, promoters post up billsSign dems only if the math is realIf you can't match numbers then you can't have the Head Nigga In ChargeAnd shit, live nigga rhymes artistPardon, P dub shines regardlessRemorseless, haunt niggas like poltergeistsMy advice, 'fore you get like that, is think twice'fore you move on it, put jewels on it, who want itLoose niggas make the news when we start formin'Snatch stripes off a nigga's uniform oftenDoin it past yo' delf you way out your jurisdictionWhy niggas bullshit on the grillI don't fuck around dunny, this move's realI Keep It Thoro niggaYo let me back up for 'em, lemme back up, yo, yoWhy niggas bullshit on the grillI don't fuck around dunny, this move's realI gave birth to your whole style and feelHow do it feel, to hold my dick in publicCock blower, duplicate rap clonerIt's me and you do it live on stage for doloI smack niggas like you, smash niggas by the toolsGrab niggas by the throat, show 'n' proveRhymes cocky, crazy ill, mad rowdyDid a buck off of my shit and wrapped your outtieTempermental, I snap quick, very touchyAyo my attitude is all fucked up and real shittyI rap like no one out there can fuck wit meYou feel different, niggas see meI throw a TV at you crazy, bitches say P you crazyA +Pain in Da Ass+, nah but +Fuck you, Pay me+I'm no shorty, nigga I stop your gloryI'm a thorough street nigga for real, you just applaud meAvoid P, man take your baby mom's adviceI'm nothing sweet, ill with the guns, you pay the priceWhen you see me in the streets soldier, salute meYou just a groupie, oh you gangsta, then shoot meWho gives a fuck really, I miss my nigga Twin, kill meSo I can join the rest of my falls, up in the heavensYou rap niggas make me laugh, y'all crazy assAnd I don't give a fuck what you sold, that shit is trashBang this, 'cause I gurantee that you bought itHeavy airplay all day wit no chorusI Keep It Thoro nigga...

So much ammunition, I sweat leadAnd just bought you a new bedspread for your deathbed (haha)And I just got it made like Special Ed saidWord to Redman, I'm a meth-headUsed to get fed pet meds by my redneck stepdad'Til I beat his ass to death with a cassette deck (ah)So much bloodshed that when he bled from his head gash (yeah)It's kinda like I'm a bookworm (huh?)

(Turn it up loud)(Ayy man)(You a little sucka for love, 'Pac)(I can't lie)(Word up)(I'm a sucka for love)I shoulda seen you was trouble right from the startTaught me so many lessonsHow not to mess with broken hearts, so many questionsWhen this began we was the perfect match, perhapsWe had some problems but we workin' at it, and nowThe arguments are gettin' loud, I wanna stayBut I can't help from walkin' out, let's throw it awayJust take my hand and understand, if you could seeI never planned to be a man it just wasn't meBut now I'm searchin' for commitment, in other armsI wanna shelter you from harm, don't be alarmedYour attitude was the cause, you got me stressin'Soon as I open up the door with your jealous questionsLike, where can I be?

Located worldwide like the art of graffitiI think I'm tougher than Nitti, my attitude is shittyColder than a dope fiend's tittyIn every city you'll find meLook for trouble right behind meMy Outlaw niggas down to die for me, know what I mean?

[sinister laughter]Oh y'all niggas killer now, oh word?Catch you comin out your fuckin crib niggaYeah, catch a fuckin bullet nigga[Prodigy]Ayo, I break bread, ribs, hundred dollar billsPeel on Ducatis and other four wheelsWrite a book full of medicine and generate millsTour the album, only for more salesWe used to catch those on the block with crillsNow it's paid shows, promoters post up billsSign dems only if the math is realIf you can't match numbers then you can't have the Head Nigga In ChargeAnd shit, live nigga rhymes artistPardon, P dub shines regardlessRemorseless, haunt niggas like poltergeistsMy advice, 'fore you get like that, is think twice'fore you move on it, put jewels on it, who want itLoose niggas make the news when we start formin'Snatch stripes off a nigga's uniform oftenDoin it past yo' delf you way out your jurisdictionWhy niggas bullshit on the grillI don't fuck around dunny, this move's realI Keep It Thoro niggaYo let me back up for 'em, lemme back up, yo, yoWhy niggas bullshit on the grillI don't fuck around dunny, this move's realI gave birth to your whole style and feelHow do it feel, to hold my dick in publicCock blower, duplicate rap clonerIt's me and you do it live on stage for doloI smack niggas like you, smash niggas by the toolsGrab niggas by the throat, show 'n' proveRhymes cocky, crazy ill, mad rowdyDid a buck off of my shit and wrapped your outtieTempermental, I snap quick, very touchyAyo my attitude is all fucked up and real shittyI rap like no one out there can fuck wit meYou feel different, niggas see meI throw a TV at you crazy, bitches say P you crazyA +Pain in Da Ass+, nah but +Fuck you, Pay me+I'm no shorty, nigga I stop your gloryI'm a thorough street nigga for real, you just applaud meAvoid P, man take your baby mom's adviceI'm nothing sweet, ill with the guns, you pay the priceWhen you see me in the streets soldier, salute meYou just a groupie, oh you gangsta, then shoot meWho gives a fuck really, I miss my nigga Twin, kill meSo I can join the rest of my falls, up in the heavensYou rap niggas make me laugh, y'all crazy assAnd I don't give a fuck what you sold, that shit is trashBang this, 'cause I gurantee that you bought itHeavy airplay all day wit no chorusI Keep It Thoro nigga...