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  • Why do I call myself a ***** you ask me?
    Well, it's because ************s want to blast me
    And run me outta my neighborhood
    They label me as a **** 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 **** 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
    ****, 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 ************s only want you to stay down
    But I'm a smart ************, you see
    One of the best producers in the rap music industry
    Gettin' paid like a mother ******
    A young brother, who don't give a **** about another, yeah
    Why do I call myself a *****, you ask me?
    Because police always wanna harass 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 ************s on my back like I shot the President
    Why do I call myself a *****, you ask me?
    Because my mouth is so mother ****in' 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 ************ 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 ****in' 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 **** up
    But I got to be a fast ***** to never be the last *****
    Or I have to beat your ass, *****
    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 ****ing your wife
    Your mother ****in' 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 ****** that'll have them running for cover
    You see, I don't give a **** about nothing
    Except getting paid, getting *****es and [Incomprehensible] with stitches
    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 ****in' range
    We ain't gonna change a mother ****in' 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 ******s 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 ****in' 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
  • Why do I call myself a ***** you ask me?
    Well, it's because ************s want to blast me
    And run me outta my neighborhood
    They label me as a **** 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 **** 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
    ****, 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 ************s only want you to stay down
    But I'm a smart ************, you see
    One of the best producers in the rap music industry
    Gettin' paid like a mother ******
    A young brother, who don't give a **** about another, yeah
    Why do I call myself a *****, you ask me?
    Because police always wanna harass 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 ************s on my back like I shot the President
    Why do I call myself a *****, you ask me?
    Because my mouth is so mother ****in' 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 ************ 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 ****in' 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 **** up
    But I got to be a fast ***** to never be the last *****
    Or I have to beat your ass, *****
    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 ****ing your wife
    Your mother ****in' 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 ****** that'll have them running for cover
    You see, I don't give a **** about nothing
    Except getting paid, getting *****es and [Incomprehensible] with stitches
    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 ****in' range
    We ain't gonna change a mother ****in' 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 ******s 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 ****in' 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