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mc ren - i don't give a damn lyrics

[verse 1: mc ren]
who wanna step into the room?
where that n-gga ren be at, making sh-t that’s fat
cause in ’95 i gotta hustle for yo -ss
dropping sh-t like in the past
rated double x, you in trouble when i hex
n-ggas that be acting like hoes of the opposite s-x
cause fool i’m a soldier with a regiment
10,000 n-ggas marching to your residence
f-ck the president and his red, white, and blue
i never leave a clue with the sh-t that i do
sport the black beanie, creeping with the flashlight
coming with this phat sh-t just last night
the mad scientist from the center of the earth
dropping crazy sh-t whenever i drop a verse
n-ggas in a rage, wanna see me in a cage
but um, i c-cked the gauge when the ink hits the page
f-ck a grammy show and your mammy so now
what the f-ck ya gonna do when i bust out the zoo
cause ya don’t know really who you’re f-cking with
you’re f-cking with the n-gga ren with the fat sh-t
and i don’t give a d-mn

[hook]
d-mn, d-mn, d-mn, d-mn, d-mn, d-mn
and i don’t give a d-mn

[verse 2: mc ren]
three strikes for who? a n-gga falling in the trap
what can i do to keep from falling off the map?
i ain’t your everyday n-gga just with a rhyme
i’ll give ya that i don’t give a f-ck frame of mind
make ya wanna shoot the police in the back
i’m crazy like hady, cause devils be shady
the great elephant n-gga hanging on box
a buffalo soldier without the dreadlocks
i don’t give a d-mn, i created this sh-t
with the real n-ggas way back in ’87
n-ggas walking on my footprints in nine five
fools hit ’em foul, can’t hit a line drive
so get the h-ll away from my throne or a zone
my b-boy stance and sh-t is kinda full grown
f-ck the police cause i still feel the same
and f-ck a lotta n-ggas being wack at the game
i don’t give a d-mn

[hook]
d-mn, d-mn, d-mn, d-mn, d-mn, d-mn
and i don’t give a d-mn

[verse 3: mc ren]
who be talking sh-t about the great elephant?
ren be busting raps, n-ggas busting caps
the b-tch made n-gga k!lla, that’s who i be
when b-tch made n-ggas come and try
be a politician kidnap, who gives a f-ck about ’em
n-gga never gave a f-ck, i can live without ’em
n-ggas wanna journey down the black brick road
they can see me changing in an i don’t give a f-ck mode
then i explode, better hide your neck
ya new whack n-ggas never get my respect
then center of the earth is where i dwell
your sh-t never sell, i got you tripping in a living h-ll
so back the f-ck out my way, that’s what i’m saying
cause i’ll be having hypocrite n-ggas b-lls hanging
and othe b-tch n-ggas, be go l!cking them
but ren just keep on picking them and slam
cause i don’t give a god d-mn

[hook]
d-mn, d-mn, d-mn, d-mn, d-mn, d-mn
and i don’t give a d-mn

- mc ren lyrics

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