Jadakiss - Show Discipline Lyrics
[Jadakiss]Yoooo!!uh, uh-huh, uhYo yo yo yo aiyyoNever will it stopHanguns with double digit shotsI move work on other niggas blocksLeave out the club wit a another niggas watchBody that man and let other niggas watchOnly thing worse than a coward, is a coward with powerGotta kill him in the shower, hourBeats is knockin, hooks is rareEarned my spot, nobody aint put me hereBurnt my block, I had a fiend cookin wit beerLike the Bobby Womack of crackMight see me in the burgandy thing, or the black on blackMatter of fact, go get ya chromeCause I rather be, broke together than rich aloneClappin em' down, backin em' down (uh)***** what ever happened before, I'm whats happenin' now[Chorus: Nas (Jada)]Now gangstas live, gangstas dieGrab ya guns, soldiers ride (show discipline nigga!)Kill ya moms, kill ya pops, kill ya seedKill ya girl (Its principle nigga!)Sell ya crack, sell ya cokeSell ya E, sell ya smoke (you hustlin nigga!)Grab ya nine, grab ya poundGrab ya tec, grab ya pump (you bustin at niggaz!,wha)[Nas]We bravehearted, I had *****es tryin to posion meNiggaz who kilt loyaltySet me up, vested up my move accordinglyI ducked icepicks and icesticks by cops who rookiesHard to be righteous, and when life can just stop for *****Niggaz killin over hoes, guns concealed in their clothesBodies at funerals, touch them they feel like they frozeSpeech, totally calm, holdin dead rappers dome in my palmBurnin flag, plus its on the qu'ran, its on the biblePlus america cause that every car thats drivinHoldin the homeless sign you focus you know its Nas thenPrince of the globe, leave no prince of the toastPlayed with Ouija boards, burned frankencense wit a ghostI've learned, to do good plus a waste of evilAnd do what it takes to keep a smile on the face of my peopleI was raised by the apes in this dark creepshow, but yo[Chorus][Jadakiss]yo yo yo yo yo yoThink bout when I splatter ya mask(yea)My niggas is happy, ya momma is sadIf ya niggas is riders, the drama will lastIf ya niggas is snitch, been judgin my assThey said I'm too famous to runSo when I empty out this clip, I'm changin the gunThe realer the beef, the longer the clipMurder ya mans, I'm gone in the mistCall this girl after dark so we talked the *****We aint care cause the whore wasnt shitDoll, I aint takin the L or waistin a shellI bring the heat like I'm satan itself***** if you hard, ***** if you soft, long as you lostDick in the dirt, shit in ya drawersIll make ya grandmother get on the floorTie you up, then beat you to a pulp, say that this is a warIf'n the four, mackin a pump, actin I dumpThrow you out the window then act like you jump[Chorus 2x]
