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GANGSTARR FT. TOTAL lyrics : "Discipline"

Yo, just because I want to, it don't mean I will
And just because I'm angry, it don't mean I'd kill
And just because she looks good, it don't mean I'd hit it


And just because I'm ^^&$#*, it don't mean i'm with it
Just because I make records, don't mean that I'm gassed

And just because I'm rapping, don't mean I chase $$#

Just because I'm willing, don't mean I can't stop

I got discipline baby and I use it a lot
People here's something that you should be considering


Things could turn bitter when, you don't use discipline
You might wake up the next day upset and in fear
Bugging out, yapping bout,


How the $#&@ did i get here
Who the hell is this stranger, staring all in my face?

Now you wish you hadn't positioned yourself in that place

Think just in case you should took more precaution

A good time can become a nightmare so often
Like this !@$@ I know, that met these chicks on tour


They rocked him to sleep, robbed his $$# for cash galore
Skated off in the night, without a trace or a hint
Screaming tangled him, dressed up in lace and %#@!


Caught that kid out there, all high and dumbfounded
Made him think he was getting some #~!!@

He just knew he was gonna pound it
Situations like this, will make you think twice


That's why instead of preaching death in my songs, I breathe life

CHORUS:


Baby won't you take the time
Let me know what's on your mind

Just because I'm yours don't make it right
Baby won't you take the time
Let me know what's on your mind

Slow down baby, now let's make it right

Tycoon thug, he made me a ten thousand dollar investment

Now he's not to be messed with, make the girls get undressed quick

He's on some big muscled chest %#@!, posted by the exit

That's my man, he's the owner, yeah he be on some next %#@!

Said we'd make a few million by the next millenium

Told me to keep dropping jewels like a trigger man, putting lead in him
Like Flavor said, I tell these hoes to kill the noise


You know your pops told you, watch them New York boys
All night, the ladies be like up in my mug
Tranquilling and trance dancing up in my drug


Fly honeys, they hold me down like always
The same cat that used to get blunted down in the hallways

I love the cutie pies, never the zoo pies

I got discipline, I want the crew to rise

Situations like this will make you think twice
Instead on preaching death in my songs, I breathe life


CHORUS

Baby won't you take the time

Let me know what's on your mind
Just because I'm yours don't make it right
Baby won't you take the time

Let me know what's on your mind
Slow down baby, now let's make it right


Ladies, here's something that we should be considering
Things could get bitter when, you don't use discipline
Imagining yourself living lavish and plush

Hanging with the cat whose spending cabbage and buying stuff

However don't be clever with your endeavor
And don't let too many men receive your treasure

Most cats be thinking with they
I admit in the past I was trying to break these hoes backs

Escape, without giving up a dime

You know them fly ladies had a good $#&@ing time
Copping me some Timberland with a jacket to match it
Girls nowadays wanna pigeon for chicken scratch


And I ain't giving up
Long as my game expands, it's my discipline to hate them
Situations like this, will make you think twice


That's why instead of preaching death, I breathe life
And just because I want to, it don't mean I will
And just because I'm angry, it don't mean I'd kill

And just because she looks good, it don't mean I'd hit it
And just because I'm ^^&$#*, it don't mean I'm with it

Just because I make records, don't mean that I'm gassed

And just because I'm rapping, don't mean I chase $$#
And just because I'm willing don't mean I can't stop
I got discipline baby, whether you do or not

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