schoolly d – just another killer lyrics
(the spick pulls a razorblade on ya
and you got no? mop ring? in your hand, run
you have any static with a n-gg-r
and there ain’t no whites around
you can get a spick to watch your back
you may stand a chance, but that ain’t no guarantee
you have any static with a spick
don’t get no n-gg-r to watch your back
cause you ain’t gonna have none
– ha – you can say that again)
(base)
(ah yeah)
once upon a time in the ghetto
lived a n-gg-, kinda rough, kinda mellow
from the gang called the parkside killers
smoked a lotta j’s, drunk a lotta millers
on the corner sellin lleyo with the boys
holdin his d-ck, f-ckin with the young wh-r-s
you say, “yo n-gg-, what’s your name?”
he say, “suck my d-ck, tell your mother do the same”
his mother and his father said f-ck him
all the b-tches on the block will suck him
if a n-gg- owes him money, better duck him
because he just might buck-buck-buck him
on his head is a m-th-f-ckin bounty
if he caught, he go straight to the county
be another young brother in jail, yo
for standin on the corner, sellin that lleyo
(ah yeah)
just another killer
(ah yeah)
just another killer, baby
(base)
i tear the roof off any m-th-f-cka
d-mn right, i could never be a sucker
schoolly-school back on the sneak tip
f-ck the n-gg-s that’s talkin that bullsh-t
one-two-three-four, lookin at my gucci
meet a fly b-tch, f-ck up the coochie
i do sh-t you never were conceivin
i’m schoolly-school, the n-gg- you believe in
hold up, n-gg-, what the f-ck was you thinkin?
who’s the n-gg- that you think that you’re gankin
in my eyes you can see all the anger
that’s why i’m a f-ckin g-ngb-nger
what the f-ck did you expect me to wanna be?
when everytime that i turn on my tv
and every bit the drug dealer look like me
it’s alright for me to pull the trigger
just as long as i pull it on another n-gg-r
f-ck it, i keep you dancin like james brown
alright boy, if you want it, here’s the breakdown
i don’t care how rough you think you is
i beat you down in the m-th-f-ckin midst
i ain’t tryin to be your sister or your brother
i kick your -ss like if i was your mother
i’m gonna make their minds so m-th-f-ckin simple
to the rhyme schoolly is a nympho
or like a crazy m-th-f-cka on cocaine
i’m the n-gg- that’s f-ckin up yo brain
to the n-gg-s that’s talkin that bullsh-t
the only thing that you’re gankin is my d-ck
there’ll never be another m-th-f-cka like me
there ain’t another brother ever will excite me
inside my black lee’s a m-th-f-ckin weapon
you don’t dig it, keep on steppin
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