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Discipline

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Mmm You gotta hold your head up.. Oahh-eahh-oh-ahh, oahh-eahh-oh-ahh Oahh-eahh ahh-ahh Oahh-eahh-oh-ahh-oh-ahh-oh-ahh-ahhhh Oahh-eahh-oh-ahh, oahh-eahh-oh-ahh Oahh-eahh-oh-ahh Yo.. just because I want to it don't mean I will And just because I'm angry it don't mean I'd kill And just because she looks good it don't mean I'd hit it And just because I'm horny, it don't mean I'm widdit Just because I make records, don't mean that I'm gassed And just because I'm rappin, don't mean I chase ass Just because I'm whylin don't mean I can't stop I got discipline baby, and I use it a lot People, here's somethin that you should be considerin Things could turn bitter when, you don't use discipline You might wake up the next day, upset and in fear Buggin out, yappin bout, "How the fuck did I get here? Who the hell is this stranger, starin all in my face?" Now you wishin you hadn't positioned yourself, in that place Think just in case you shoulda took more precaution A good time can become a nightmare so often Like this nigga I know, that met these chicks on tour They rocked him to sleep, robbed his ass for cash galore Skated off in the night, without a trace or a hint Scheamin tantalizin him, dressed up in lace and shit Caught that kid out there, all high and dumbfounded Made him think he was gettin some p***y He just knew he was gonna pound it Situations like this, will make you think twice That's why instead of preachin death in my songs, I breathe life Baby won't you take the time (take the time) Let me know what's on your mind (your mind) Just because I'm yours don't make it right (don't make it right) Baby won't you take the time (bay-bee..) Let me know what's on your mind (I'm waiting..) Slow down baby now let's make it right (on your love..) (I like you..) Tycoon thug, he made a ten thousand dollar investment Now he's not to be messed with, makes the girls get undressed quick He's on some big muscled chest shit, posted by the exit That's my man, he's the owner, yeah he be on some next shit Said we'll make a few million by the next millenium Told me to keep droppin jewels like a triggerman, puttin lead in him Like Flavor said, I tell these hoes to, kill the noise You know your Pops told you, watch them New York boys All night, the ladies be like up in my mug Tranquilin and trance dancin up in my drug Fly honies, they hold me down like always The same cat that used to get blunted down in the hallways I love the cutie pies, never the zootie pies I got discipline, I want the crew to rise Situations like this'll make you think twice Instead of preachin death in my songs, I breathe life Baby won't you take the time (uh-huh) Let me know what's on your mind (your mind) Just because I'm yours don't make it right (don't make it right) Baby won't you take the time (bay-bee..) Let me know what's on your mind (I'm waiting..) Slow down baby now let's make it right (on your love..) (I like you..) Ladies, here's somethin that we should be considerin Things could get bitter when, you don't use discipline Imaginin yourself livin lavish and plush Hangin with the cat who be spendin cabbage and buyin stuff However, don't be too clever with your endeavor And don't let too many men, receive your treasure Most cats, be thinkin with they bozack I admit in the past I was tryin to break these hoes backs Escape, without givin up a dime You know them fly ladies had a good fuckin time Coppin me some Timberland with a jacket to match it Girls nowadays wanna pigeon for chickenscratch And I ain't givin up nathan long as my game expands, it's my discipline to hate 'em Situations like this, will make you think twice That's why instead of preachin death in my songs, I breathe life And just because I want to it don't mean I will And just because I'm angry it don't mean I'd kill And just because she looks good, it don't mean I'd hit it And just because I'm horny, it don't mean I'm widdit Just because I make records, don't mean that I'm gassed And just because I'm rappin, don't mean I chase ass And just because I'm whylin, don't mean I can't stop I got discipline baby whether you do or not Baby won't you take the time (the time) Let me know what's on your mind (your mind) Just because I'm yours don't make it right (just because I'm yours) Baby won't you take the time (bay-bee..) Let me know what's on your mind (I'm waiting..) Slow down baby now let's make it right (on your love..) (I like you..) --- Discipline - Gang Starr and Total

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KEITH ELAM, JACK KNIGHT, PAMELA LONG, CHRISTOPHER E MARTIN, JAKIMA RAYNOR, KEISHA DYNETTE SPIVEY, Christopher Martin, Keisha Spivey

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Full Clip: A Decade Of Gang Starr

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July 13, 1999

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