What I See What I Think-Juster

What I See What I Think - Juster Knack, knack paddywack can you give a dog a bone? A brother who's a banger but can never be a steppin' stone Needs a lot of loving 'cuz the pushing and the shoving Leads to bodybags and bullets so I ask why ya bugging? Bug-a-boo-ya mugging me? I'm mugging you I've never been a thug but what am I to do? When I chill with a brew and hang with my crew Gap a motherf**ker or break his a** in two, there you go Now in the chaingang, do you wannna gangbang massin' With my mainframe 'cuz aw, yeah? Now I rock a d**e beat, comin' from the same street Painting on the concrete, a new style, oh Times have changed, the girls are freaky The boys, the strange, the things I see make my eyes go blink I guess it's safe to say what I see is what I think What I see is what I think No, I'm not too old but yes, I'm very young A juvenile deliquent making money from my tongue Used to hold a gun but now I hold a rhythm Play it to a crowd and they definitely with 'em but back The city seems is getting very violent, you know There's something wrong when my neighborhood is silent Brothers are scary, sisters the same It's all to make a name for the fame of the game My man, Johnny is a kleptomaniac My lady's into sex like a aphrodisiac Mikey does a drive-by like Stevie Wonder Shooting people blind putting Jimmy 6 feet under I wonder what happened to the days we were young And everybody didn't have to worry 'bout a gun I guess that's why so many people want to drink 'Cuz what they see is what they think Sing a song of kingpins a pocket full of d**e Walking through a hood where nobody wants to cope All they wanna do is smoke the cracker rock forever Jack and Jill hit the spot and buy a sack together It's ugly but hey, if Jackie wants to pleaser He gotta git the money and turn her skeezer Living in a haze many ways to git a needle Leaves me in a daze when I see so many people Doin' the crack up like they a junkie Gettin' a smack up for livin' so funky How I do it gotta be styling on the streeets Where nobody smilin' So I kick it all on the level Kick up the bass, kick up the treble The beat is on and right on the blink 'Cuz what I see is what I think