Bullshit & Nonsense Lyrics - Kurupt

[Repeat 2X] 

I am, al-ways, there 

You are, ne-ver, there 

[Background] 

Heh-heh 

S.P.I., and Kurupt 

[Chorus 2X] 

I ain't mad at 'cha (I ain't mad at 'cha) 

You ain't mad at me (you ain't mad at me) 

After all this bullshit, it's nonsense, no time for that 

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[Spider] 

Niggaz upset me from buckin, they ride in Rolls 

While these bitch niggaz tucked in, hidin rolls 

Don't speak on it nigga, collide in blows 

But be careful, the fo' can hide and close 

In an instant, your chest can divide in holes 

It's cruicial, but that's how this ridin goes 

Ain't a nigga out here Eastsidin knows 

It's a no-no, must not confide in hoes 

I roll low-lows, love how it glide and glows 

Provided by the fact I supply them O's 

I'm the coldest in the streets, that's why they chose 

What MC live and dies by they flows? 

I grew, fought hard for the line I drew in the yard 

And all must regard I'm true 

'Til I'm through, I push it from my point of view 

High off cush and the tires on the two 

Hood gospel, from the in hood apostle 

Paintin pictures, lyrical Picasso 

In and out of Wasco for packin a rosco 

Plus I'm pushin more products than CostCo 

Guard your grill, your jaw hard to heal 

And my hands will leave you scarred with skill 

Got my feelings pushed down too far to feel 

And I never spit rounds out the car to kill 

Talk is cheap, I'ma stalk and creep 

Like a hawk, leave chalk when I walk the street 

Talk is cheap, I'ma stalk and creep 

Like a hawk, leave chalk when I walk the street 

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[Chorus 2X] 

I ain't mad at 'cha (I ain't mad at 'cha) 

You ain't mad at me (you ain't mad at me) 

After all this bullshit, it's nonsense, no time for that 

[Repeat 4X] 

I am, al-ways, there 

You are, ne-ver, there 

[Eastwood] 

Baby I'm all about my scrilla and seein figures paintin the perfect picture 

With my mind on this crazy life, workin what I was given 

Two sisters, three brothers, no father loved my mother 

Cause my daddy wasn't there for the times that I struggled 

Yeah I lost my G-moms and it hurt so bad 

But rest in peace and let your soul fly free I ain't sad 

I got this thug shit runnin through my veins, Lord watch me 

So many they try to copy a natural kamikaze 

You can never walk the shoes of 'Wood, I'm a natural born leader 

And plus I been discovered by Suge 

So please believe it homey, I ain't gon' change for shit 

It's Death Row, the millenium clique, self-made nigga 

[Chorus 2X] 

I ain't mad at 'cha (I ain't mad at 'cha) 

You ain't mad at me (you ain't mad at me) 

After all this bullshit, it's nonsense, no time for that 

[Repeat To Fade] 

I am, al-ways, there 

You are, ne-ver, there