/ Don't wanna, but let it go/ Believe me, I'm serious dawg/ You straight from the hood, good/ I'm thug, we in every hood/ They don't really want none,
place We don't know how, we don't know why We've been transformed into a state of grace But it's alright, we walk in our sleep Yes it's alright, this
you did something to me It happened once, it happened twice, so here I go again (C) Call it crazy, call it love, call it the rapture Call it whatever you may, it
do how I feel But it ain't just me anymore Me and my baby give our heart and my soul like it's sporadic Convulsions of laughter, spittin' out rapture
baby you got me all caught up in the rapture, yeah I can't go Cold turkey, you can't expect me to quit, do you baby? Cold turkey, feelings don't go
clown right, right? We gotta see if.. mixmaster spade can do it .. "it's the joint!" [mixmaster spade] Well it's tuesday night, I got nuttin to do
780'll do their latest out here 'n do his thang This called "Don't You Know" Go on ladies you need to get wet on this one (Chorus:) Don't you know, that
he bout it too I'ma snatch if you got it Told ya before ta' hide it Told ya if you hide it It's a must that I find it Ride or die bitch Chop or get chopped
spinnin' Are savin' my mind Flash is fast, flash is cool Francois sez fas Flashe' no do And ya don't stop Sure shot Go out to the parking lot And ya get
' are savin' my mind Flash is fast, flash is cool Francois sais pas, flashe' no do And you don't stop, sure shot Go out to the parking lot And you get
'N' Peppa Push It Push It D's in school 'cause the music was my focus Jokes in class but when I learned I didn't pass I knew it was my ass with my mothers
lookin for cheese Not tonight I got a quarter pound of that weed And we can go to the verge, come one put it all in me I like it real deep, wit no rubber
maestro stay steady I'm showin' you *echoed* I'm showin' you *echoed* Break it down Chorus [maestro fresh wes] I don't do needles and I never do coke
Chorus: What type of drugs do you do? And what do you do to get your hands on your shit mothafucka huh? ? !! What kind of dirty tricks you do to get
there you rub my hair just right Damn baby I really wanna get it up get it up beat it up one more time [chorus] So many things to do Wake up for round
only escape Is it fate? My rapture fades Yeah, then I must find a meaning Why I exist Tell me, tell me more, reveal to me Do we live again? Show me
, fuck these fag niggaz) Do it, do it, do it Come Hell or high water, down to slaughter opposers Just another lost soul, stuck, callin' Jehovah Outlaw 'til it