How many times I ask myself, why how many times? How many times will I ask myself, why how times will I cry? How many times will I ask myself, why how many How many times I ask myself, why how many times will I cry?
How many times will you honk your horn and say fuck Now what the fuck that do? Ya feel now I didn't let ya pass How 'bout I stop my car, and your fuckin' ass? How many times will my beat his wife? Somewhere in house there's a butcher knife Fuckin' drunk, his fists about Why don't you wait till he sleeps, and him out? How many will I sit in a hot car? Traffic jam, sittin' for a fuckin' hour
Must be an accident, I nobody died Finally get there, and the crash is on the other The roll by and creep slow Hopin' they can see a mangled body park, and stand there and watch it all With kids, they point, and fuckin' stare and just look I one time I was pulled over Handcuffed, the cop was like, over People watching, hoping he shoots me I just wanted to their fuckin' heads
How many will I ask myself, why how many times? How many times will I ask myself, why how many times will I How many will I ask myself, why how many times? How many times I ask myself, why how many times will I cry?
How many will I wait in a line It's three thirty, I fuckin' got at nine I'm up to the front, can't wait another minute Why am I here? To pay a fuckin' ticket The lady at the counter like a fuckin' bitch No smiles, no help, you're just a of shit I'm pissed, calm down, fuck it, forget it Back to my car, and there it is, ticket
How many will a crack head smoke crack And ask me for some money he wants crack Give him money, again, he's back away, and here's another, Gimmie Crack How many time will a kid give a dirty A little punk ass bitch to be a crook I wrote the book, I was out robbin' liquor When you were just a nut stain in mama's drawers
How many will I ask myself, why how many times? How many times will I ask myself, why how many times I cry? How many will I ask myself, why how many times? How many times will I ask myself, why how many will I cry?
How many will you steal my car stereo, It even work, ya feel like a bitch, don't ya? I vacuum all the fuckin' glass off my seat, I sit down, and got a piece stuck in my cheek How many did I walk in, and just sit, And have to listen, and all this bullshit Learnin' history and science, fuckin' Knowin' that, will that put on my plate?
Yeah, can I walk into McDonald's, into the And tell 'em you can make from gunpowder Will they give me a cheeseburger if I know that Fuck no, you, and shut your fuckin' lip How many times a judge decide my fate Who is he? A bitch nothin' He takes shits, and his old floppy wife Plays with his balls and judges my
How times will I ask myself, why how many times? How many times will I ask myself, why how many will I cry? How many will I ask myself, why how many times? How many times I ask myself, why how many times will I cry?
How many will I ask myself, why how many times? How many times will I ask myself, why how many times I cry? How many will I ask myself, why how many times? How many times will I ask myself, why how times will I cry?
{Dawg, I cats all day long, mutha fucka The call me the big wheeler cat peeler, ya know I'm sayin'? I run this whole mutha The whole block, They call me the king, the big king, king killer big wheeler cat Yeah That's what they call me around this mutha fucka I run this I got bitch locked down I'm a big gang banga, man I'm a gang mutha fucka See, they ain't think that we was bangin' Out in neighborhood But they don't know about me and my clik, And if you all be down Shit, we can sit and talk Ya know what I'm
{Bobby, get your ass here right now and finish your Here I come, aw I gotta go man But look, meet me here after school Oh wait I got year book awright meet me five-thirty tomorrow, dawg awright guys peace I hope he doesn't get grounded, Yeah, me too 'cause then we be gang bangers}