How Many Times?

How many times will I ask myself, why how many times? How many times will I ask myself, why how many times will I cry? How many times will I ask myself, why how many times? How many times will I ask myself, why how many times will I cry? How many times will you honk your horn and say fuck you? Now, what the fuck does that do? Ya feel better now, I didn't let ya pass How 'bout I stop my car, and beat your fuckin' ass? How many times will my neighbor beat his wife? Somewhere in that house, there's a butcher knife Fuckin' drunk, swingin' his fists about Why don't you wait till he sleeps, and take him out? How many times will I sit in a hot car? Traffic jam, been sittin' for a fuckin' hour Must be an accident, I hope nobody died Finally get there, and the crash is on the other side The gawkers roll by and creep slow Hopin' they can see a mangled body show Some park, and stand there and watch it all With their kids, they point, and fuckin' stare and just look I remember one time I was pulled over Handcuffed, the cop was like, shows over People watching, hoping that he shoots me I just wanted to choke their fuckin' heads How many times will I ask myself, why how many times? (How many times?) How many times will I ask myself, why how many times will I cry? How many times will I ask myself, why how many times? (How many times?) How many times will I ask myself, why how many times will I cry? How many times will I wait in a line? It's three thirty, I fuckin' got here at nine I'm finally up to the front, can't wait another minute Why am I here? To pay a fuckin' parking ticket The lady at the counteracts like a fuckin' bitch No smiles, no help, you're just a piece of shit I'm gettin' pissed, calm down, fuck it, forget it Back to my car, and there it is, another ticket How many times will a crack head smoke crack And ask me for some money 'cause he wants crack? Give him money, again, he's coming back Walk away, and here's another, Gimmie Crack How many time will a kid give a dirty look? A little punk ass bitch tryin' to be a crook I wrote the book, I was out robbin' liquor stores When you were just a nut stain in your mama's drawers How many times will I ask myself, why how many times? (How many times?) How many times will I ask myself, why how many times will I cry? How many times will I ask myself, why how many times? (How many times?) How many times will I ask myself, why how many times will I cry? How many times will you steal my car stereo? It don't even work, ya feel like a bitch, don't ya? I vacuum all the fuckin' glass off from my seat I sit down, and got a piece stuck in my butt cheek How many times did I walk in, and just sit And have to listen, and learn all this bullshit Learnin' history and science, fuckin' wait Knowin' that, will that put food on my plate? Yeah, can I walk into McDonald's, into the counter? And tell 'em you can make limestone from gunpowder? Will they give me a cheeseburger if I know that shit? Fuck no, fuck you, and shut your fuckin' lip How many times will a judge decide my fate? Who is he? A bitch nothin' great He takes shits, and fuck his old floppy wife Plays with his balls and judges my life How many times will I ask myself, why how many times? (And who the fuck is he? He judges my life) How many times will I ask myself, why how many times will I cry? (And who the fuck is he? He judges my life) How many times will I ask myself, why how many times? (Who the fuck is he? He judges my life) How many times will I ask myself, why how many times will I cry? (He judges my life) How many times will I ask myself, why how many times? (He judges my life) How many times will I ask myself, why how many times will I cry? (Judges my life) How many times will I ask myself, why how many times? (Judges my life) How many times will I ask myself, why how many times will I cry? (Judges my life) "Dawg, I peels caps, all day long, motherfucker (Really?) They call me the big wheeler cap peeler, you know what I'm sayin'? (Whoa! Whoa!) I run this whole motherfucker, the whole block, dawg (cool!) They call me the king, the big king, king killer big wheeler cap peeler, yeah (whoa, that's cool, man) That's what they call me around this motherfucker I run this bitch, I got this bitch locked down, I'm a big gangbanger, man (a gangbanger?) I'm a gangbanger motherfucker (out here?) See, they ain't think that we was gangbangin' out in this neighborhood But they don't know about me and my clique, dawg (whoa!) And if you all wanna be down? (Yeah!) Shit, we can sit down and talk, you know what I'm sayin'? (When? When?) Georgy! (uh, uh) get your ass in here right now and finish your homework! Uh, uh, uh, here I come! (Now!) Alright, dawg, I gotta go, man (okay) (I don't have time to talk) But look, meet me here tomorrow after school, you've got- (Georgy! Oh, wait, I got yearbook Alright, meet me here around 5:30 tomorrow, dawg (dude, for sure) (come get your ass in here!) (Dude, you better go, you're gonna get in trouble) A-Alright, guys, peace I hope he doesn't get grounded, dude Yeah, me too, 'cause then we couldn't be gangbangers"