Discipline

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 wish you hadn't positioned yourself in that place
 Think just in case you should 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 pussy
 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
 Let me know what's on your mind
 Just because I'm yours, don't make it right
 Baby, won't you take the time
 Let me know what's on your mind
 Slow down baby, now let's make it right
 Tycoon thug, he made me a ten thousand dollar investment
 Now he's not to be messed with, make 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'd make a few million by the next millennium
 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 on preachin' death in my songs, I breathe life
 Baby, won't you take the time
 Let me know what's on your mind
 Just because I'm yours don't make it right
 Baby, won't you take the time
 Let me know what's on your mind
 Slow down baby, now let's make it right
 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 whose spendin' cabbage and buyin' stuff
 However don't be 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 chicken scratch
 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, 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
 Let me know what's on your mind
 Just because I'm yours don't make it right
 Baby, won't you take the time
 Let me know what's on your mind
 Slow down baby, now let's make it right