Fools Lyrics - Digital Bullet - Rza

And I told him, "Don't fuck with me, don't fuck with me" 

Yo, yo, everybody, everybody, everybody, everybody 

Yo, come on 

Everybody plays a fool, sometimes 

There's no exceptions to the rules 

Get your nines 

Digi Digi, Shaolin Shaolin 

But in Brownsville 

Check it out 

Niggas was psyched out, Beretta brought the dirt bike out 

Everlast, just came home, it was his first night out 

He was arguin' with these bitches how they don't mind their business 

When he was locked the fuck down, no one came to visit 

He was snuffed, black, his little cousin Moe stuck Cap 

That's Miss. Sommers on the bike with the gat like, "Fuck that" 

But finessin' over here, he could've wished he had ten more years 

Cracked a cold beer then bust a shot in the air 

Everlast, ego went full blast, didn't splash 

He'd act like his head was too big for the casket 

I told him, "Slow down God, you ain't wild 

You ain't been in these projects in a while 

Runnin' 'round with that old school style" 

Don't think these young bucks won't lay you down like tile 

A hard head makes a soft ass, these New York lads 

Chopped faces, you talk fast, they bust off fast 

And chase you out the hood, in a bloody hood 

Yo, son, you seen that kid was actin' Hollywood? 

Yeah, I mean that nigga, clap happy Cali, clap when he 'ttack 

Most get astounded by surrounded sound effects in the back 

Adidas shoe, phat laces, packin' budge in his jacket 

Head nappy, black and nasty, but he nasty for gats 

He nas', passed me, bumped me and laughed 

Then flashed me his Mac 

Said, "I got sixteen for you, we could bang on the track" 

So strap this, nah, this bar's a bullet, par pull it 

In fact, blast me bastard, I done came to far for this 

Boulevard life, remember late nights? 

Mama stomach touchin' a bed, two bids 

Cats sacky in Com stack, retire from the crack 

I'm askin' Allah that the warm Hennessey help me 

I ain't chose the struggle, the struggle chose me 

Lord forgive me for I have stolen from my brothers 

Snaked my brothers, even killed my brothers 

Familiar fish scale, everybody plays the fool 

The older God's givin' me jewels 

The younger God's givin' me tools 

Solomon Allah, I feel I was jerked 

To the drug dealers, my baby mother's a flirt 

Holey socks, one fatigue suit, what you feel it don't hurt? 

That's my problem now, I ain't afraid to talk 

Still cop coke from the well Willy 

When I was young I got robbed from the neighborhood bully 

'Til he forced me to hit him with the nine milli' 

Now him and his click know that I'm a thug fully 

Everybody plays a fool, sometimes 

There's no exceptions to the rules 

Get your nines 

Everybody plays a fool, sometimes 

There's no exceptions to the rules 

Get your nines