Discipline Lyrics - Total

(GURU) 

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 rapping, 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 something 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, yapping bout, "How the fuck did i get here? 

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

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 preaching death in my songs, I breathe life 

CHORUS: 

(TOTAL) 

Baby won't you take the time (take the time) 

Let me know what's on your mind (on your mind) 

Just because I'm yours don't make it right (don't make it right) 

Baby won't you take the time (bay-bee...) 

Let me know what's on your mind (I'm waiting..) 

Slow down baby, now let's make it right (on your love..) (I like you..) 

(GURU) 

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 millenium 

Told me to keep dropping 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 

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(GURU) 

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 rapping, 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 

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