KRS-One

KRS-One - Uh Oh lyrics

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You ain't that tough ya
 Choose the right friends
 You ain't that tough now
 Don't make your life end

 You walk around the town like you a big man
 But you never know now that there's always a bigger man
 You sling the M 16 and flash the M 1
 But you don't know what you're doing never learned to handle one
 But true! All you friend thinking you a gangster
 While your mother tried to warn you from certain danger
 So when you in your room you playing with your Mac-10
 Fully loaded automatic, just you and a friend
 You posing aw dey mirror like you a gangster clown
 But the Mac-10 go off and you friend go down

 Uh oh! What you gonna do now?
 Uh oh! They gonna blame you somehow
 Uh oh! Tell me what you gonna say
 Uh oh! Look, they cutting you away

 Your father telling you "Now son just go to school
 Don't go acting like a fool and don't go acting too cool"
 You get to the school and meet up with the right bunch
 Just a group of kids with no names taking people lunch
 You join the click because you wanna meet some girls
 And you want a little prestige in you little school world
 One day you're walking with your crew along the road
 And a member of your crew pull out a gun and unload
 He shoot a parked car and all you run far
 You and your friends laughing like you a superstar
 And you get home and you thinking it was fresh
 And a cop meet you there with a warrant for your arrest
 Them ask, "Who shot the gut why you walking down the street
 Didn't you see the little boy there in the back seat sleep?
 Now the boy dead we want to know from you
 Who shot the car up, are we gonna take you?"

 Uh oh! Now what you gonna do now?
 Uh oh! Boy, them gonna blame you
 Uh oh! Now tell me what you gonna say
 Uh oh! Look, they cutting you away

 Chorus

 White kids! You living in the whitest part of town
 You are a white kid but you know you hang around
 So you and your friends thinking that you are all of that
 When you see a youth walk by and yes the youth is black
 One kid say "Hey, what you doing on the block
 We don't want no niggers here unless he is a cop"
 So the kid pull out a big baseball bat
 And them him slap with the bat becasue the kid is black
 Now then the kid fell down but still alive
 So he reach in his pants and pull out a four-five
 Pop! One friend drop and everyone run
 Out of all the white kids now you the only one
 You start cry, cause now you gonna die
 And it's all because what your friends did to this guy

 Uh oh! What you gonna do now?
 Uh oh! He gonna blame you somehow
 Uh oh! What you think you gonna say?
 Uh oh! Now them cutting you away

 Check!

 Repeat Chorus 2x
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: Zomba Recording Corporation

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Released in: 1993

Language: English

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