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*****z 4 Life Lyrics – N.W.A.


*****z 4 Life

N.W.A.
Song Writer(s): Clinton, George (Jr), Collins, Bootsy, Curry, Tracy, Patterson, Lorenzo, Worrell, Bernie, Young,
Publisher: BRIDGEPORT MUSIC INC, RUBBER BAND MUSIC, SONY/ATV SONGS LLC,



Why do I call myself a ***** you ask me?
Well, it's because mother***kers want to blast me
And run me outta my neighborhood
They label me as a dope dealer, yo, and say that I'm no good


But I can't find jobs, so *****s wouldn't have to go out
Gave up some dope on the corner, so they could show out
When the cops came, they gave a fake name
Because the life in the streets is just a head game


So, therefore to make more
A fifteen year old black kid will go and rob a liquor store
And get shot in the process
He ate up a nine bullet and now he's put to rest


Why do I call myself a *****, you ask me?
I guess it's the way **** has to be
Back, when I was young gettin' a job was murder
***k, flippin' burgers 'cause I deserve a


Nine to five, I can be proud of that I can speak loud of
And to help a ***** get out of
Yo, the concrete playground
But most mother***kers only want you to stay down


But I'm a smart mother***ker, you see
One of the best producers in the rap music industry
Gettin' paid like a mother ***ker
A young brother, who don't give a ***k about another, yeah


Why do I call myself a *****, you ask me?
Because police always wanna har*** me
Every time that I'm rollin'
They swear up and down that the car was stolen


Make me get faced down in the street
They throw the **** out my car on the concrete
In front of a residence
A million white mother***kers on my back like I shot the President


Why do I call myself a *****, you ask me?
Because my mouth is so mother ***kin' nasty
***** this, ***** that, ***** this, ***** that
In the mean while my pockets are gettin' fat


Gettin' paid to say this **** here
Makin' more in a week than a doctor makes in a year
So, why not call myself a *****?
It's better than pulling the trigger and goin' up the river


And don't I get called a ***** anyway?
Booked as a mother***ker and locked away
So, so, cut out all that bull ****
Yo, I guess I'll be a ***** 4 life


*****z, crack heads, thieves
If there's Hell below, we're all gonna go


*****, *****, *****, *****, *****, *****, please
I'm treated like a ***kin' disease
You say, why do I call myself a ***** so quick?
'Cause I can reach in my draws and pull out a bigger ****


Yo, *****z say ***** we cool
But, cracker say *****, ***** not to ***k up
But I got to be a fast ***** to never be the last *****
Or I have to beat your ***, *****


In the city you see action first
Then hear about it later in a verse I curse
Because I'm real with this to keep my **** straight bumpin'
Murder created by the streets of Compton


And I get it from the underground poet
I live it, I see it and I write it because I know it
And if you think I'm ***king your wife
Your mother ***kin' right, yo, because I'm a ***** 4 life


*****, this, *****, that
The actual fact is that I'm black and bound to attract
The attention of another, I mean the other
But I'm a mother ***ker that'll have them running for cover


You see, I don't give a ***k about nothing
Except getting paid, getting *****es and [Incomprehensible] with s***ches
Which is all needed to read it and find a rhyme
And then it's time to say, the *****'s here to stay


But what about the fake *****s, the house *****s
To get paid quick they gotta suck a fat ****
But NWA is outta your mother ***kin' range
We ain't gonna change a mother ***kin' thing


I call myself a ***** 'cause my skin won't whiten
I call myself a ***** 'cause the **** that I'm writing
Hypes me, hypes other mother ***kers around me
And that's the reason why they wanna surround me


And ask me, why do I call myself a negroe
Ain't none of their ***kin' business 'cause I'll let the trigger go
So, get out of my presence and get out of my sight
'Cause MC Ren is a ***** 4 life, yeah


You're a ***** 'til you die
If you're a poor *****, then you're a poor *****
If you're a rich *****, you're a rich *****
But you never stop being a *****
And if you get to be educated, you's an educated *****


It's plain to see, you can't change me
'Cause I'ma be a ***** 4 life
It's plain to see, you can't change me
'Cause I'ma be a ***** 4 life


It's plain to see, you can't change me
'Cause I'ma be a ***** 4 life
It's plain to see, you can't change me
'Cause I'ma be a ***** 4 life


It's plain to see, you can't change me
'Cause I'ma be a ***** 4 life
It's plain to see, you can't change me
'Cause I'ma be a ***** 4 life

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