Lyric Wha Cha Gonna Do
And ahh... the secret of the hidden temple is that ahh
You gotta listen, as I run it down the business
The jungle creed, is that the strongest feeds, on any prey it can
And I was branded beast, at every feast, before I became a man
Hahaha! Full swing for the jungle.
John Bido in the house, it s a black man thing you wouldn t
understand.
Chorus:
What cha gonna do when the world s on fire?
I ma light a spliff, and keep gettin higher
The world s bout to end
I don t give a fuck
I ain t scared to die, niggaz put that on Chuck
Verse One:
Put me in a room with four gats and four clips
Aimed at my dome and I bet I won t flinch
At least I get to know I m going out in a blast
So either pull the trigger or you tricks better mash
Cause I ain t afraid to kill neither
I snatch your soul like the motherfuckin grim reaper
I be the, man that worries not about life
I d rather piss in the wind than take a risk with eyes, yeah
A brave man dies once, but a coward dies a thousand deaths
Fuck a right, I make a thousand lefts
Cause I m a motherfuckin thrillseeker
You can t scare me with no bullshit threats, I ain t afraid to die
Chorus 2X
Verse Two:
The world is on some old new-improved shit
They building bombs everyday but screaming peace
A piece of pussy nowaday could cost a nigga life
The condom ain t shit, the rubber breaks and that s your life
Babies havin babies knowin not what to do
For some grown ass men, niggaz old as me and you
Think a nigga fuck a kid needs his motherfuckin dick chopped off
Cause youse a child molester, that ain t cool motherfucker
Mamas keeping sons from their daddies
What you sposed to teach him bitch? You ain t no man, youse a hoe
Monkey see, monkey do
What you want my son to act like me or act like you, shit
I m on the verge of suicide, so what s murder?
Another casuality, cause mentally I m damaged G
So I ain t afraid, I ain t afraid to kill
And I ain t afraid to die, motherfucker
Chorus 2X
Verse Three:
A punk can be controlled by death threats
A man s not a man if he can t take a stand and umm
Confront your foes nigga everybody bleeds
So fuck bowing down to another nigga s needs
Curiousity, killed the cat
And anybody gettin curious with mines is gettin disciplined black
I lets the motherfuckin fo -fo click
And that s the end of that big bad nigga shit [see-ya!]
How can you be afraid of what s bound to happen
You can t run and try to hide from death
Death is univited, it s also at a shitty time
Things can creep and snatch your ass up out your prime, I lives my
life
Agressively, succesfully, I press to be
Demanding with myself and not profess to be
You can t impress me with no bullshit threats
I squabble any motherfucker out your set, motherfucker
Chorus 2X
You gotta listen, as I run it down the business
The jungle creed, is that the strongest feeds, on any prey it can
And I was branded beast, at every feast, before I became a man
Hahaha! Full swing for the jungle.
John Bido in the house, it s a black man thing you wouldn t
understand.
Chorus:
What cha gonna do when the world s on fire?
I ma light a spliff, and keep gettin higher
The world s bout to end
I don t give a fuck
I ain t scared to die, niggaz put that on Chuck
Verse One:
Put me in a room with four gats and four clips
Aimed at my dome and I bet I won t flinch
At least I get to know I m going out in a blast
So either pull the trigger or you tricks better mash
Cause I ain t afraid to kill neither
I snatch your soul like the motherfuckin grim reaper
I be the, man that worries not about life
I d rather piss in the wind than take a risk with eyes, yeah
A brave man dies once, but a coward dies a thousand deaths
Fuck a right, I make a thousand lefts
Cause I m a motherfuckin thrillseeker
You can t scare me with no bullshit threats, I ain t afraid to die
Chorus 2X
Verse Two:
The world is on some old new-improved shit
They building bombs everyday but screaming peace
A piece of pussy nowaday could cost a nigga life
The condom ain t shit, the rubber breaks and that s your life
Babies havin babies knowin not what to do
For some grown ass men, niggaz old as me and you
Think a nigga fuck a kid needs his motherfuckin dick chopped off
Cause youse a child molester, that ain t cool motherfucker
Mamas keeping sons from their daddies
What you sposed to teach him bitch? You ain t no man, youse a hoe
Monkey see, monkey do
What you want my son to act like me or act like you, shit
I m on the verge of suicide, so what s murder?
Another casuality, cause mentally I m damaged G
So I ain t afraid, I ain t afraid to kill
And I ain t afraid to die, motherfucker
Chorus 2X
Verse Three:
A punk can be controlled by death threats
A man s not a man if he can t take a stand and umm
Confront your foes nigga everybody bleeds
So fuck bowing down to another nigga s needs
Curiousity, killed the cat
And anybody gettin curious with mines is gettin disciplined black
I lets the motherfuckin fo -fo click
And that s the end of that big bad nigga shit [see-ya!]
How can you be afraid of what s bound to happen
You can t run and try to hide from death
Death is univited, it s also at a shitty time
Things can creep and snatch your ass up out your prime, I lives my
life
Agressively, succesfully, I press to be
Demanding with myself and not profess to be
You can t impress me with no bullshit threats
I squabble any motherfucker out your set, motherfucker
Chorus 2X
