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Gangstarr

Genres: Hip-Hop

Discipline Lyrics - Gangstarr

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 horny, it don't mean I'm widdit 

 

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

And just because I'm rappin', don't mean I chase ass 

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

I got discipline, baby, and I use it a lot 

 

People here's somethin' that you should be considerin' 

Things could turn bitter when, you don't use discipline 

You might wake up the next day upset and in fear 

Buggin' out, yappin' 'bout, "How the fuck did I get here? 

Who the hell is this stranger, starin' all in my face?" 

 

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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 nigga I know, that met these chicks on tour 

They rocked him to sleep, robbed his ass for cash galore 

Skated off in the night, without a trace or a hint 

Scheamin', tantalizin' him, dressed up in lace and shit 

 

Caught that kid out there, all high and dumbfounded 

Made him think he was gettin' some pussy 

He just knew he was gonna pound it 

Situations like this, will make you think twice 

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

 

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 shit, posted by the exit 

That's my man, he's the owner, yeah, he be on some next shit 

 

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

Told me to keep droppin' jewels like a triggerman, puttin' 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 

Tranquilin' and trance dancin' up in my drug 

Fly honies, 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 zootie pies 

I got discipline, I want the crew to rise 

Situations like this'll make you think twice 

Instead on preachin' death in my songs, I breathe life 

 

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 somethin' that we should be considerin' 

Things could get bitter when, you don't use discipline 

Imaginin' yourself livin' lavish and plush 

Hangin' with the cat whose spendin' cabbage and buyin' stuff 

 

However don't be clever with your endeavor 

And don't let too many men receive your treasure 

Most cats be thinkin' with they bozack 

I admit in the past I was tryin' to break these hoes backs 

 

Escape, without givin' up a dime 

You know them fly ladies had a good fuckin' time 

Coppin' me some Timberland with a jacket to match it 

Girls nowadays wanna pigeon for chicken scratch 

 

And I ain't givin' up nathan 

Long as my game expands, it's my discipline to hate 'em 

Situations like this, will make you think twice 

That's why instead of preachin' 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 horny, it don't mean I'm widdit 

 

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

And just because I'm rappin', don't mean I chase ass 

And just because I'm whylin', don't mean I can't stop 

I got discipline, baby, whether you do or not 

 

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 

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