Giggs - When Will It Stop Outro Lyrics
YeahYeahhhhTurn Up The Beat A Bit...Listen..I Remember Back When I Used To Get SkooledTalkin About Everyone I Know Used To Be KoolRunning Round BrainlessYea We Used To Be Fool'zGrab A ChainPawn ShopI Had No Use For The JewlsI Knew What I Wanted I Had No Use For The School'sI Got Kicked Out OfI Had No Use For The RulesThen All Of A Sudden Am Shooting At DudesA Nigger Coudn't Make Slips Of The Stupidist Moves,Back When It Used To Be Safe,I Love Pecknarm Guess Am Used To The Place,Talking About The TrapYeah Am Used To The RaceEarly Morning Baggin Up In A Room Full Of Bass,All For The Love And The TasteThey Used To Come And See Me And It Used To Be Laced,Remember When A Nigger Used To Drink Hennessey chased,Now Am So StressedMy Covousier's Usaully Straight,A Lot Of Devils In The Game But I Move With The Saints,its Nuttin For A Nigger To Get Your Movement Erased,You Loose A NiggerMan You Cant Get That Shooter Replaced,Every Way You Thought it Usaully Aint.Am Looking Outside And Its Cold Out,Thinking How Much Longer Can I Hold Out..Ive Had Enough And Ive Said it Out My Own MouthI Guess Its In With The NewThrow The Old OutSkeletons In Niggers ClosetLet The Skulls OutAm Out Here,On My OwnNigger No DoubtBut If Its On Niggers Strap It On And Roll OutChristmas!Niggers Wrapping Up Your Whole House.I Remember Back When it Used To Be HardOld Skool Day'zBack When We Used To Be Dawg'zBack When it Used To Be LaughsBag of Weed DaysBack When We Used To Go HalfsBut a Niggers Gotta Step Up And Loosen The PastAm Holding On To TightGotta Loosen The GraspIs He Stating Real ShitYou'd Be Stupid To AskFake Niggers Cant Understand Any Stupid RemarksThem Niggers Either Think Dumb and Move Into ClassThat Hes Ever PortraitThat Is a Yout To Be CrossedNiggers Put Faces On And Get Used To The MaskThen Its Like They Get ConfusedAnd Loose Where They Are.Rolling With My Yout In The CarHes LaughingWhile He Holds a Balloon In His Arm'zThinking Back to When I Used to Wipe Poo Off His ArseFor Him Not To Grow Up Like MeIll Be Skooling His Arse.On The Road To RedemptionThere'z Too Many TasksLike To Tell My Whole StoryBut Theres To Many PartsBut Anything You Need To KnowAll You Do is Just AskShowing Guidence So He Dont Ruin His Chance,Cause Growing up Got Me Thinking More WiselyDone A Lot Of Silly ShitTo Piss off The AlmightySo if I Got To His Heavenly GatesAnd I Was Standing OutsideDo You Think He'd Invite Me?All For A Couple of PoundsA Big Spliff In My MouthAnd A Cut Of That BrownA Big Forty 5 And a Couple Of RoundsTo Be The Niggers Well KnownTo Make Duppies In TownThe Street Life As it SucksAnd Brings us DownEven The Craziest Yout Aint As Tough As He SoundsIts Just That Fair Factor Got Him Up Off The GroundLast Thing You Heard Was That Brudda ScreamNow Hes Stuck With A SoundAnd You'll Never Forget That It HappendThats the way it goes downRight From Ghetto To ClaphamI Cant LieAm Upset Thats The PatternThats Why Every Track You Hear Its Infected With PassionI Accept The ImportanceThem Mad Streets Were I Stepped In Them JordanzThats Why Every Time I Open My Eyes In The MorningI Thank God Just For Blessing My Organs.
