Outlawz - Nobody Cares Lyrics
[kastro] (talking)Hmm, damn, I feel yaTurn, nope, dont nobody careThese outlawz feel yall (yup)Yeah, dont nobody careSometime it get like that (when it feel like dont nobody care)It seems like nobody care (nope, not nobody)I care though, listen[kastro - verse 1]I been so sick lately, bellyin and not achyThese issues keep me with pistols for safetyI got plans that the cops aint included inAnd not a handcuff or shell could hold em inRight at the end of my road, who been there before?Now that Im dead, its like Ive been dead beforeSame story, its raw, Im an outlawA bread warhead, k-dogg is a warriorAnd when I stand, I stand on my own twoIf I fall, I land on my own twoA soldier, and it been like thatPac and yak see us now and they could see all thatWho really care? ***** the tarry hairAnd the rest of the outlawz was without a shareDont nobody care, just like I thoughtSo I just stare at the world like I dont give a *****[napolean - verse 2]I remember them days when it was dark outsideThe only thing I felt I had was my nuts and my prideI was different than them niggaz on the block sellin drugsBut I was always with em, actin like a thugRunnin through the mud cause the cops was on usWe just walkin home from school but they always on usIts like this, the streets is so lovelyI love the streets, because the streets made meThe ghetto seems so in peaceMan, that I moved to the suburbs and theres more policeWhere Im from, a fiendll pack a gunOverton, jersey the harder the slumBut I made it up outta there, thanks to the lord, kidBut Ill never leave my box alone, nigga I swear (swear)And to the young kids wearin the streets doI know nobody dont care, but the outlawz do (cause we do)[chorus - young noble]We stack clips, glack licks in the airSmoke sticks on the stairs, dog, nobody care (nobody care)We shot the fear when everybody was thereBeat each other half to death, but homie nobody care (nobody care)My momma wasnt there and my poppa wasnt thereCouldnt find em anywhere cause nobody cared, yeahWe split mills, pop pills and shitTen on the floor, ten in the bed, damn, nobody care[young noble - verse 3]Yo, hard times as a youngstaScarred by the hunger, wonderHow many gonna die this summer (die this summer)We loud like thunder roamin the stripNow everybody act cool, we approachin the vip (come on, come on)Smokin a stick, hit, cause we live for this (live for this)Just like shit is hard raisin kids in thisI got outlaw tatted on my stomach and all (stomach and all)We can fight and hang out later like nothing is wrongLaise your timms up tight cause the ride is rough (uh)You can tighten my cuffs, Im still likin the cuffs (come on)***** this and that, cause imma get you back (uh-huh)I know you mother *****ers sick and wish that I couldnt rapHatin already waitin till my pockets is fat (uh)Would you rather see me incarcerated, locked in the back? (come on)*****in a strap, have your whole block in a gat (yeah)Every body down flat, where them dollars at? (uh, oh yeah)[edi mean - verse 4]I put my faith in the lord, pray for patience in warNow only timell tell if he heard me beforeI see myself in the mirror, young nigga full of flawsBut in the streets, Im a hero cause I give it to em rawIm just my mommas second son, and I just bought me a gunCause some niggaz want some, and I aint got nothin for emMe and my niggaz stay hungry, strivin for the old and gray moneyRidin while these niggaz think its funnyBut aint a damn thing funny to a nigga like me (nah)When you sittin on your ass broke and thirtyAnd dont nobody care about your sob story (nah)I work so hard homie, you better be about your money (homie)Oh yeah, it goes both ways, and momma used to saythe lordll help those who help themselvesI keep my eyes on the prize so there aint no chance for me failCause dont nobody give a ***** when you livin in hellChorus x 2
