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How many times will I ask myself why, how many times?
How many times will I ask myself why, how many times will I cry? (2x)

[Violent J]
How many times will you honk your horn and say fuck you?
Now what the fuck does that do?
Ya feel better now? I didn’t let ya pass
How ‘bout I stop my car, and beat your fuckin’ ass?
How many times will my neighbor beat his wife?
Somewhere in that house there’s a butcher knife
Fuckin’ drunk, swingin’ his fists about
Why don’t she wait till he sleeps then take him out
How many times will I sit in a hot car?
Traffic jam, been sittin’ for a fuckin’ hour
Must be an accident, I hope nobody died
Finally get there, and the crash is on the other side
The gawkers roll and they creep slow
Hoping they can see a mangled body show
Some park, and stand there and watch it all
With their kids, they point, and fuckin stare (and just look)
I remember one time I was pulled over
Handcuffed, the cop was like, show’s over
People watching, hoping that he shoots me
I just wanted to choke the fucking head

[Chorus (2x)]
How many times will I ask myself why, how many times?
How many times will I ask myself why, how many times will I cry?

[Violent J]
How many times will I wait in a line?
It’s three-thirty, I fuckin’ got here at nine
I’m finally up to the front, can’t wait another minute
Why am I here? to pay a fucking parking ticket
The lady at the counter acts like a fuckin bitch
No smiles, no help, you’re just a piece of shit
I’m gettin’ pissed, calm down, fuck it, forget it
Back to my car, and there it is, another ticket
How many times will a crackhead smoke crack
And ask me for some money cuz he wants crack
Give him money, again, he’s coming back
Walk away, and here’s another, “Gimme some crack”
How many time will a kid give a dirty look?
A little punk-ass bitch tryin to be a crook
I wrote the book, I was out robbin’ liquor stores
When you were just a nut stain in your momma’s drawers

[Chorus (2x)]

[Violent J]
How many times will you steal my car stereo?
It don’t even work, ya feel like a bitch, don’t you?
I vacuum all the fuckin’ glass off from my seat
I sit down, and got a piece stuck in my butt cheek
How many times did I walk in, and just sit?
And have to listen, and learn all this bullshit
Learnin’ history and science, fuckin’ wait
Knowin’ that, will that put food on my plate?
Yeah, can I walk into McDonald’s, up to the counter
And tell ‘em you can make limestone from gunpowder
Will they give me a cheeseburger if I know that shit?
Fuck no, fuck you, and shut your fuckin’ lip
How many times will a judge decide my fate?
Who is he? A bitch, nothing great
He takes shits, and fucks his old floppy wife
Plays with his balls and judges my life!

[Chorus (5x)]

“And who the fuck is he?
He judges my life”

Tekst :

If I had things my way, I wouldn’t be a zero
Rather be respected like Pierre Ferro
Every album I touch 5 mics
Id be on MTV with Tommy Lee ridden dirt bikes
Me and Fred Durst cooking brought worst
And one of those huge barbecues with them bonny skirts
I wouldn’t need a baracade at my shows
cause it would be nothing but celeberty friends the first 10 rows
id have a 90 pound sled on my arm
who likes like a little skinny dude with a perm
but shes a super model and she works in Brazil
and her daddy places pool on the isle of ???
I remember when I met at a party with my friends
I sent her a rose with a note “May I have this dance?”
Jeckel whut? I don’t even know who they are
If I had things my way, I’d be a superstar

[Chorus:]
I’m so famous I’m so sweet
I’m so neat I can’t be beat
call my one time
I’m so fashon, I’m divine
I’m so famous I’m so sweet
I’m so neat I can’t be beat
call my one time
I’m so fashon, I’m divine

I got a call this morning Denis Rodman & Carson Daily
they want to meet me up for lunch at the ????
and I don’t even know them people
but we famous, so we consider each other equal
where am I from? oh yea Detroit city
I remember that tiny little town, so itty bitty
I think I used to have some family there
infact I wonder if.rmmm... anyway, jauque do my hair
sniffing cocaine off of crystal counter top
kissy face, sucking on her ruby red lolly pop
Shaggy Who? watch me clean up the ghetto
I sleep on a matress sprinkled with rose pedals
make my music, write my song ill come sing it
and when the royalty check comes, betta bring it
mr masoose come and rub me down gently
mom hers the keys, go and wash the ???

(Fast Talking I Can’t Even Make Out)

Superstar....
[Chorus]

I’m like a zerko, I suck my drummers dick
I aint gay or nothin, I just did it for kicks
I play the crazy rock star it helps my rep
u shoulda seen me at the movie premire with johny depp
I love hollywood partys, I live like a star
ill kiss ur ass, even if I don’t know who u are
ill jump in your pictures and ill get in your way
I’m annoying as fuck, I’m like that one kid from Sugar Ray
do I remember Twiztid? of course I do, Twisted Sister, They used to play with
Motely Crue
oh you mean them rapper kids that were down with me?
no, I don’t recall, excuse me, security!
I don’t need old friends, I’m way bigger
sorry, my phones ringin, its Tommy Hilfiger
ill see u when I see if I remember who u are
after all, your talking with the superstar

[Chorus]

Tekst :

(What s wrong)?
(Whut up homie)?
You got a lot of homies, I see that nice
I gotta kinda wonder if you stick like mice or not
When it gets hot who stays, who runs
Who be holding ground, who be bucking like shotguns
You gotta lot a muscle, would they tussle for you?
If there s shit going down would they hustle for you?
Tell me, if you get outnumbered and the tables switch,
Are you the type to leave them all hanging, and run like a bitch?


Run away boy,run away boy, hurry up,run away boy, run away boy, hurry, run away boy, run away boy, hurry up, run away boy, run away boy, HURRY!
(RUN!)
Hurry boy go run and hide your ugly face
Hurry boy now run away where you can be safe
Hurry boy now run away, hope they dont give chase
Hurry boy just leave your friends, you need to be safe
(don t worry about them) (let them come to us)

Give me a tap, heh
I see that we down
But would you hold your ground if there was trouble around?
If muthafuckas dissing are you pissing in your pants or are you jumping in the mix like c mon and dance?
Tell me this, would you take a bullet for me?
Do you have pride, tell me would you show it for me?
Or would you throw it to me, jump in your car and bail,
Like see ya would nt wanna be ya pal

CHORUS x3

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he crushed Skulls to dust
His eyes filled with a black lust

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[Chorus:]
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