Discipline

Yo, just because I want to, it don't mean I will

And just because I'm angry, it don't mean I'd kill

And just because she looks good, it don't mean I'd hit it

And just because I'm horny, it don't mean I'm widdit

Just because I make records, don't mean that I'm gassed

And just because I'm rappin', don't mean I chase ass

Just because I'm whylin', don't mean I can't stop

I got discipline, baby, and I use it a lot

People here's somethin' that you should be considerin'

Things could turn bitter when, you don't use discipline

You might wake up the next day upset and in fear

Buggin' out, yappin' 'bout, "How the fuck did I get here?

Who the hell is this stranger, starin' all in my face?"

Now you wish you hadn't positioned yourself in that place

Think just in case you should took more precaution

A good time can become a nightmare so often

Like this nigga I know, that met these chicks on tour

They rocked him to sleep, robbed his ass for cash galore

Skated off in the night, without a trace or a hint

Scheamin', tantalizin' him, dressed up in lace and shit

Caught that kid out there, all high and dumbfounded

Made him think he was gettin' some pussy

He just knew he was gonna pound it

Situations like this, will make you think twice

That's why instead of preachin' death in my songs, I breathe life

Baby, won't you take the time

Let me know what's on your mind

Just because I'm yours, don't make it right

Baby, won't you take the time

Let me know what's on your mind

Slow down baby, now let's make it right

Tycoon thug, he made me a ten thousand dollar investment

Now he's not to be messed with, make the girls get undressed quick

He's on some big muscled chest shit, posted by the exit

That's my man, he's the owner, yeah, he be on some next shit

Said we'd make a few million by the next millennium

Told me to keep droppin' jewels like a triggerman, puttin' lead in him

Like Flavor said, I tell these hoes to kill the noise

You know your pops told you, watch them New York boys

All night, the ladies be like up in my mug

Tranquilin' and trance dancin' up in my drug

Fly honies, they hold me down like always

The same cat that used to get blunted down in the hallways

I love the cutie pies, never the zootie pies

I got discipline, I want the crew to rise

Situations like this'll make you think twice

Instead on preachin' death in my songs, I breathe life

Baby, won't you take the time

Let me know what's on your mind

Just because I'm yours don't make it right

Baby, won't you take the time

Let me know what's on your mind

Slow down baby, now let's make it right

Ladies, here's somethin' that we should be considerin'

Things could get bitter when, you don't use discipline

Imaginin' yourself livin' lavish and plush

Hangin' with the cat whose spendin' cabbage and buyin' stuff

However don't be clever with your endeavor

And don't let too many men receive your treasure

Most cats be thinkin' with they bozack

I admit in the past I was tryin' to break these hoes backs

Escape, without givin' up a dime

You know them fly ladies had a good fuckin' time

Coppin' me some Timberland with a jacket to match it

Girls nowadays wanna pigeon for chicken scratch

And I ain't givin' up nathan

Long as my game expands, it's my discipline to hate 'em

Situations like this, will make you think twice

That's why instead of preachin' death, I breathe life

And just because I want to, it don't mean I will

And just because I'm angry, it don't mean I'd kill

And just because she looks good, it don't mean I'd hit it

And just because I'm horny, it don't mean I'm widdit

Just because I make records, don't mean that I'm gassed

And just because I'm rappin', don't mean I chase ass

And just because I'm whylin', don't mean I can't stop

I got discipline, baby, whether you do or not

Baby, won't you take the time

Let me know what's on your mind

Just because I'm yours don't make it right

Baby, won't you take the time

Let me know what's on your mind

Slow down baby, now let's make it right