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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gang Starr
Gang Starr
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
C Martin
C Martin
Composer
Keisha Spivey
Keisha Spivey
Composer
P. Long
P. Long
Composer
J. Raynor
J. Raynor
Composer
Jerry Knight
Jerry Knight
Composer
Keith Elam
Keith Elam
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Premier
DJ Premier
Producer
Eddie Sancho
Eddie Sancho
Engineer
Tony Dawsey
Tony Dawsey
Mixing Engineer
Guru
Guru
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
You gotta hold your head up
[Verse 2]
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 with it
[Verse 3]
Just because I make records, it don't mean that I'm gassed
And just because I'm rapping, don't mean I chase ass
Just because I'm wiling, don't mean I can't stop
I got discipline, baby, and I use it a lot
[Verse 4]
People, here's somethin' that you should be considerin'
Things could turn bitter when you don't use disciple
You might wake up the next day, upset and in fear
Bugging out, yapping 'bout, how the fuck did I get here?
[Verse 5]
Who the hell is this stranger staring all in my face?
Now you're wishin' you hadn't positioned yourself in that place
Think, just in case you shoulda took more precaution
A good time can become a nightmare so often
[Verse 6]
Like this **** 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
Scheming, tantalizing, and dressed up in lace and shit
[Verse 7]
Caught that kid out there all high and dumbfounded
Made him think he was getting some pussy
He just knew he was gonna pound it
Situations like this will make you think twice
That's why, instead of preaching death in my songs, I breathe life
[Verse 8]
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
[Verse 9]
Tycoon thug, he made a ten-thousand dollar investment
Now he's not to be messed with, makes the girls get undressed quick
He's on some big muscle chest shit, posted by the exit
That's my man, he's the owner, yeah, he be on some next shit
[Verse 10]
Said, we'd make a few million by the next millennium
Told me to keep dropping jewels like a triggerman putting lead in him
Like Flava said, I tell these hoes to kill the noise
You know your pops told you, watch them New York boys
[Verse 11]
All night, the ladies be like up in my mug
Tranquilized then they're trace dancing up on my drug
Fly honeys, they hold me down like always
The same cat that used to get blunted down in the hallways
[Verse 12]
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 of preaching death in my songs, I breathe life
[Verse 13]
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
[Verse 14]
Ladies, here's something that you should be considerin'
Things could get bitter when you don't use disciple
Imagining yourself living lavish and plush
Hanging with the cat who be spending cabbage and buying stuff
[Verse 15]
However, don't be too clever with your endeavor
And don't let too many men receive your treasure
Most cats be thinkin' with their bozack
I admit, in the past, I was tryna break these hoes' backs
[Verse 16]
And skate, without giving up a dime
You know them fly ladies had a good fucking time
Copping me some Timberland with a jacket that match and
Girls nowadays want a pigeon for chicken scratch
[Verse 17]
And I ain't giving up Nathan
Long as my game expands, it's my discipline they're hatin'
Situations like this will make you think twice
That's why, instead of preaching death in my songs, I breathe life
[Verse 18]
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 with it
[Verse 19]
Just because I make records, don't mean that I'm gassed
And just because I'm rapping, don't mean I chase ass
And just because I'm wiling, don't mean I can't stop
I got discipline, baby, whether you do or not
[Verse 20]
Hey, 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
Written by: C Martin, J. Raynor, Jack Knight, Jerry Knight, Keisha Spivey, Keith Elam, P. Long, Shelumiel Edwards, Stephen Murphy
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