Jadakiss - Show Discipline Lyrics:
Yo uh, uh huh, uh
Yo yo yo yo hey yo never will it stop
Handguns with double digit shots
I move work on other ni**as blocks
Leave out the club wit a another ni**as watch
Body that man and let other ni**as watch
Only thing worse than a coward, is a coward with power
Gotta kill him in the shower hour

Beats is knockin`, hooks is rare
Earned my spot, nobody ain`t put me here
Burnt my block, I had a fiend cookin` wit` beer
Like the Bobby Womack of crack
Might see me in the burgundy thing, or the black on black
Matter of fact, go get ya chrome
`Cause I rather be broke together than rich alone
Clappin` em` down, backin` em` down
F**k what ever happened before, I`m what`s happenin` now

Now gangstas live, gangstas die, grab ya guns, soldiers ride
(Show discipline ni**a)
Kill ya moms, kill ya pops, kill ya seed, kill ya girl
(It`s principle ni**a)
Sell ya crack, sell ya coke, sell ya E, sell ya smoke
(You hustlin` ni**a)
Grab ya nine, grab ya pound, grab ya tec, grab ya pump
(You bustin` at ni**az wat)

We bravehearted, I had bitches tryin` to posion me
Ni**az who kilt loyalty
Set me up, vested up my move accordingly
I ducked icepicks and ice sticks by cops who rookies
Hard to be righteous, and when life can just stop for pussy
Ni**az killin` over hoes, guns concealed in their clothes
Bodies at funerals, touch them they feel like they froze
Speech, totally calm, holdin` dead rappers dome in my palm

Burnin` flag, plus it`s on the Qu`ran, it`s on the Bible
Plus America `cause that every car that`s drivin`
Holdin` the homeless sign you focus you know it`s Nas then
Prince of the globe, leave no prince of the toast
Played with Ouija boards, burned frankincense wit` a ghost
I`ve learned, to do good plus a waste of evil
And do what it takes to keep a smile on the face of my people
I was raised by the apes in this dark creep show, but yo

Gangstas live, gangstas die, grab ya guns, soldiers ride
(Show discipline ni**a)
Kill ya moms, kill ya pops, kill ya seed, kill ya girl
(It`s principle ni**a)
Sell ya crack, sell ya coke, sell ya E, sell ya smoke
(You hustlin` ni**a)
Grab ya nine, grab ya pound, grab ya tec, grab ya pump
(You bustin` at ni**az wat)

Think `bout when I splatter ya mask
My ni**as is happy, ya momma is sad
If ya ni**as is riders, the drama will last
If ya ni**as is snitch, been judgin` my ass
And they said I`m too famous to run
So when I empty out this clip, I`m changin` the gun
The realer the beef, the longer the clip
Murder ya mans, I`m gone in the mist
Call this girl after dark so we talked the bitch

We ain`t care `cause the whore wasn`t s**t
Doll, I ain`t takin` the L or waistin` a shell
I bring the heat like I`m Satan itself
F**k if you hard, f**k if you soft, long as you lost
Dick in the dirt, s**t in ya drawers
I`ll make ya grandmother get on the floor
Tie you up, then beat you to a pulp, say that this is a war
If in the four, mackin` a pump, actin` I dump
Throw you out the window then act like you jump

Now gangstas live, gangstas die, grab ya guns, soldiers ride
(Show discipline ni**a)
Kill ya moms, kill ya pops, kill ya seed, kill ya girl
(It`s principle ni**a)
Sell ya crack, sell ya coke, sell ya E, sell ya smoke
(You hustlin` ni**a)
Grab ya nine, grab ya pound, grab ya tec, grab ya pump
(You bustin` at ni**az wat)

Now gangstas live, gangstas die, grab ya guns, soldiers ride
(Show discipline ni**a)
Kill ya moms, kill ya pops, kill ya seed, kill ya girl
(It`s principle ni**a)
Sell ya crack, sell ya coke, sell ya E, sell ya smoke
(You hustlin` ni**a)
Grab ya nine, grab ya pound, grab ya tec, grab ya pump
(You bustin` at ni**az wat)

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