Justify My Thug

專輯：黑色專輯 (The Black Album) 歌曲：Justify My Thug Uhh this feel right right here Quik It's like it's 'sposed to happen this one right here Young God damn let me justify my thug on this one right here It goes one o'clock two o'clock three o'clock rock Five six seven o'clock eight o'clock rock Eleven o'clock twelve o'clock the party bout to pop Then Roc A Fella y'all it's your boy S Dot And I ain't never been to jail I ain't never pay a To do no dirt for me I was scared to do myself I will never tell even if it means sittin in a cell I ain't never ran never will I ain't never been smacked a better keep his hands To himself or get clapped for what's under that man's belt I never asked for nothin I don't demand of myself Honesty loyalty friends and then wealth Death before dishonor and I tell you what else I tighten my belt 'fore I beg for help Foolish pride is what held me together through the years I wasn't felt which is why I ain't never played myself I just play the hand I'm dealt I can't say I've never knelt Before God and asked for better cards at times to no avail But I never sat back feelin sorry for myself If you don't give me heaven I'll raise 'Til it's heaven Justify my thug For you Run D M C My thug hoping My thug praying for you To justify my thug My thug hoping My thug praying for you For you Fresh Run D M C Now if you shoot my dog I'ma kill yo' cat Just the unwritten laws in rap know dat For every action there's a reaction don't have me relapsin Relaxin's what I'm about but about mine Don't be actin like you can't see street action Take me back to Reasonable Doubt time You see my mind's on the finish line facin the wreck I put my muh' faith in the tec tell Satan not yet You understand I am chasin my breath I am narrowly escapin my death oh yes I am the Michael Schumacher of the Roc roster Travellin Mach 5 barrelin my power can stop God God forgive me but I can't let them deliver me to you Until I won this race then eventually My engine gon' burn out I get whatever is meant for me However it turns out fine red line They say an eye for an eye we both lose our sight And two wrongs don't make a right But when you been wrong and you know all along that it's just one life At what point does one fight Good question right 'Fore you knock the war try to put your dogs in it Ten-and-a-halfs for a minute and a half Bet that stops all the grinnin and the laughs When you play the game of life and the win ain't in the bag When your options is none and the pen is all you have Or the block niggaz standin tight there's limits on the ave Tryin to cop or shot call theyself cleansin in the cash But can't put they name on paper cause then you on blast Mr. President there's drugs in our residence Tell me what you want me to do come break bread with us Mr Governor I swear there's a cover up Every other corner there's a liquor store is up