Bushwick Bill

Bushwick Bill - Wha Cha Gonna Do lyrics

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You gotta listen, as I run it down the business
 The jungle creed, is that the strongest feeds, on any prey it can
 And I was branded beast, at every feast, before I became a man
 Hahaha! Full swing for the jungle.
 John Bido in the house, it's a black man thing you wouldn't
 understand.
 Chorus:
 What cha gonna do when the world's on fire?
 I'ma light a spliff, and keep gettin higher
 The world's bout to end
 I don't give a fuck
 I ain't scared to die, niggaz put that on Chuck
 Verse One:
 Put me in a room with four gats and four clips
 Aimed at my dome and I bet I won't flinch
 At least I get to know I'm going out in a blast
 So either pull the trigger or you tricks better mash
 Cause I ain't afraid to kill neither
 I snatch your soul like the motherfuckin grim reaper
 I be the, man that worries not about life
 I'd rather piss in the wind than take a risk with eyes, yeah
 A brave man dies once, but a coward dies a thousand deaths
 Fuck a right, I make a thousand lefts
 Cause I'm a motherfuckin thrillseeker
 You can't scare me with no bullshit threats, I ain't afraid to die
 Chorus 2X
 Verse Two:
 The world is on some old new-improved shit
 They building bombs everyday but screaming peace
 A piece of pussy nowaday could cost a nigga life
 The condom ain't shit, the rubber breaks and that's your life
 Babies havin babies knowin not what to do
 For some grown ass men, niggaz old as me and you
 Think a nigga fuck a kid needs his motherfuckin dick chopped off
 Cause youse a child molester, that ain't cool motherfucker
 Mamas keeping sons from their daddies
 What you sposed to teach him bitch? You ain't no man, youse a hoe


 Monkey see, monkey do
 What you want my son to act like me or act like you, shit
 I'm on the verge of suicide, so what's murder?
 Another casuality, cause mentally I'm damaged G
 So I ain't afraid, I ain't afraid to kill
 And I ain't afraid to die, motherfucker
 Chorus 2X
 Verse Three:
 A punk can be controlled by death threats
 A man's not a man if he can't take a stand and umm
 Confront your foes nigga everybody bleeds
 So fuck bowing down to another nigga's needs
 Curiousity, killed the cat
 And anybody gettin curious with mines is gettin disciplined black
 I lets the motherfuckin fo'-fo' click
 And that's the end of that big bad nigga shit [see-ya!]
 How can you be afraid of what's bound to happen
 You can't run and try to hide from death
 Death is univited, it's also at a shitty time
 Things can creep and snatch your ass up out your prime, I lives my
 life
 Agressively, succesfully, I press to be
 Demanding with myself and not profess to be
 You can't impress me with no bullshit threats
 I squabble any motherfucker out your set, motherfucker
 Chorus 2X
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Author: John Bido, Mike Dean

Composer: ?

Publisher: Rap-A-Lot Records

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Released in: 1995

Language: English

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