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
