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Dont Do It - текст песни

Don't Do It

["Long Version" includes the following INTRO:]

Yo Rich

How come y'all go ruthless

turn around and try to be positive?


Look man, people try to tell me that I'm ruthless

[Richie Rich]

So when I'm kickin knowledge I be frontin on the schoolin


But you're wrong

[Richie Rich]

It's just another song (Texts of songs )

[Richie Rich & D-Loc]

and another attitude that we use to school you

[Richie Rich]

You know what I'm sayin?

A lesson is a lesson no matter how it's told

You can't teach a dog and a cat the same trick, Jack

Don't do it


Hitler was a killer, Frank Ward was the Mack

Felix Mitchell made money in 20 g stacks

Moses split the sea, King Tut wore gold

And Jesus, he's the King, so the story is told

But my posse, we keep jockin the freaks

24 a day and 7 a week

The Oaktown is always poppin

[?] tops, gold tones, the boys ain't stoppin

Not long ago, and brother listen to me

The kid on the block with a Atari

Was the most and he had all friends

They're playin game after game, again and again

But the times have changed and now comes the grind

The mixed up kids have to make up their minds

The slow lane or do they wanna move fast?

The dopeman, they say he ain't gonna last

The preacher, he's busy tryin to save souls

The devil, he wants all control

You see, life is to be lived on the right accord

So don't sweat it, young brother, when you can't afford

A Benzo, a mobile phone and a yacht

Because the brothers in the fast lane haven't forgot

There's a heaven and hell, you only get one turn

To live eternally, or to eternally burn

You're not a cat with nine, you live once not twice

So what I'm sayin is take this advice

And don't do it


You see, the book of life has flipped so many pages

The styles have changed over ages and ages

If it don't get better, then I suppose

The winds of life should blow the book to close

You see, the world is corrupt and God don't like it

And one day like lightning he'll strike it

AIDS is takin over and so is the coke

But the preacher's real busy just tryin to provoke

The people to give at last one Sunday

Perhaps it can make live better for Monday

And if Tuesday through Saturday you stay on your knees

You notice a change, the wind was a breeze

Other rappers had a chance, but they blew it

So all I'm tryin to say is, don't do it


You see, the blocks are crowded with penny-anny hookers

Fresh clean cars and real hard lookers

But lately I haven't felt the same

A spell so strong to be in the rap game

The microphone is like the mental high power

My wisdom gives way, so lyrics devour

The average, the best, the epitome

Anyone who holds rank of an MC

Will be slurped like the drink through a straw

So get the punchline, I'm down by law

Two R's will be given as a single clue

Richie Rich is rhymin hard and careers are through

See, the West Coast holds the key to the door

So obscene weak rumors should be heard no more

There are punks on the mic, they get paid

Well, here's news, you're bein played

I don't plan to be a king and I don't wear a crown

But lyric for lyric, my speech is down

And on a one on one basis, tongue for tongue

The judge's decision, your rhyme's too young

So mellow out, coward, McDonald's is hirin

My brain is in effect, in other words firin

Rhyme after rhyme, don't wonder how I do it

You had a chance, but you blew it

["Long Version" includes the following VERSE 4]

Suckers gettin jobs, they can't hold em

I'm a fiend for mics, that's why I control em

And dancin ain't never been my best thing

But I'm a fiend for music so I entertain

And rap is not the only thing that I do

You get me on the court and I'll run em and hoop

But now off the court, back to my sport

Rappin, the record that you just bought

Put the tape in your deck, turn your Zap to fo'

Rattle and roll and break, you know

California is the place where the hustlers dwell

But there's a message at hand that I'm tryin to sell

You've got an Uzi in your trunk, a nine in your coat

Switchblade, backfade in case you cuttin a throat

See, the life of flash holds cash but now it's dirty

And those who participate, they die early

The coroner's office is way too packed

Due to sub-machine guns and hand-held gats

Dope is for pigeons and pigeons are birds

So in essence, peep the final words

Don't do it

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