Wannabe Thugs Lyrics

And that's when I looked off into the distance

Saw my impending death, no resistance

What's worse, no assistance

Or maybe it's good to stand tall for an instance

Fall with a memory, nose to nose with the enemy

Alone so who goes ain't a friend to me

Well it was meant to be, so it happened

They ran up on me in the parkin' lot rappin

Talkin' 'bout actin' insteada talkin

I said let's get it crackin' then I'm not walkin

I'm not runnin' away I won't flee

If ya wanna get to them you gotta go through, me

And what I wanna see, is what you oughta do

Or all you're gonna be, is a lotta stew

But a man's gotta do, what a man's gotta do

Keep jumpin' 'round here you might land on a few

I'd put a grand on it, dude you ain't got the guts

To drop your 22, put your knuckles up

Or is he a pussy, scared to get touched

He threw up his piece, and made a round bust

Thinkin' he's just, got it in his head

That a shot to the shoulder mean somebody's dead

But you've gotta be colder, now that you're older

Bitch and you ain't a soldier, and that's what I said

You can say that I'm stupid, lackin' in power

That I'm broker than broke, but I am no coward

I'd toe to toe ten men even twenty

When standin' for the right cause I've courage o' plenty

Your durability, flimsy put it to my head

Pull the fuckin' trigger bitch do as I said

Or get back inside your shit wagon and ride

Gonna be another wannabe thug who just died

Gonna be another wannabe thug who just died

Don't be another wannabe thug who just died

And don't fuckin' laugh unless I'm tellin' a joke

Or Imma cut a path, straight through your throat

I'm just a mad dude in a bad mood preachin

While I stab you man I'm glad you leakin

So ya pack tools call ya pack mule stinkin

Like I stacked you in the back a few seasons

I've got my answers and dude you leavin

It's not gonna happen that's due to reason

What an advantage I've got you, thinkin

That I ain't shit when I'm drunk and I'm drinkin

Quit talkin' your shit you a punk and I'm brinkin

Quick to get hit when I thump and you shrinkin

I'd die for my beliefs, a king and a lincoln

Coastin' through blazin' you sittin' here blinkin

Tweakin' all through your weekend, reakin

Now what was you meanin' with that shit you was speakin

Bullshit you a deacon, so well respected

I wouldn't give a fuck if you ressurected

Cuz the way that i see it is, what I've detected

Is a bitch sickness I'm immune to the infected

And soon the affected will have no effect

All power taken, that's disrespect

Now, be a bitch go and tell your connect

Maybe they can help you see with me ya, redirect