Wha Cha Gonna Do?

Wha Cha Gonna Do? Lyrics

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 f**k
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 motherf**kin grim reaper
I be the, man that worries not about life
I'd rather p**s in the wind than take a risk with eyes, yeah
A brave man dies once, but a coward dies a thousand deaths
f**k a right, I make a thousand lefts
Cause I'm a motherf**kin thrillseeker
You can't scare me with no bullsh*t threats, I ain't afraid to die
Chorus 2X
Verse Two:
The world is on some old new-improved sh*t
They building bombs everyday but screaming peace
A piece of pussy nowaday could cost a nigga life
The condom ain't sh*t, 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 f**k a kid needs his motherf**kin dick chopped off
Cause youse a child molester, that ain't cool motherf**ker
Mamas keeping sons from their daddies
What you sposed to teach him b**ch? 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, sh*t
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, motherf**ker
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 f**k bowing down to another nigga's needs
Curiousity, killed the cat
And anybody gettin curious with mines is gettin disciplined black
I lets the motherf**kin fo'-fo' click
And that's the end of that big bad nigga sh*t [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 sh*tty 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 bullsh*t threats
I squabble any motherf**ker out your set, motherf**ker
Chorus 2X