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How Many Times?
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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 Fucking Ass?



How Many Times Will My Neighbor Beat His Wife?

Somewhere in That House There's a Butcher Knife

Fuckin' Drunk, Swinging His Fists About

Why Don't She Wait Until 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 Been An Accident, 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

Hand-cuffed, the Cop Was Like, Show's Over

People Watching, Hoping That He Shoots Me

I Just Wanted to Choke Their Fucking Heads



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 Wait in A...line?

It's Three-thirty, I Fuckin' Got Here At Nine

I'm Finally Up At the Front, Can't Wait Another Minute

Why Am I Here? to Pay a Fucking Parking Ticket

The Lady At the Front Counter Acts Like a Fuckin' Bitch

No Smiles, no Help, You're Just a Piece of Shit

I'm Getting Pissed, Calm Down, Fuck It, Forget It

Back to My Car, and There It Is, Another Ticket



How Many Times Will a Crackhead Smoke Crack?

Then Ask Me For Some Money 'cause He Wants Crack

Give Him Money, He's Coming Back

Walks Away and Here's Another, "Gimme Some Crack"



How Many Times 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 Ya' Mamma's Drawers



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 Steal My Car Stereo?

It Don't Even Work, You Feel Like a Bitch, Don't Ya?

I Vacuum All the Fuckin' Glass Off From My Seat

I Sit Down, I Got a Piece in My Buttcheek



How Many Times Did I Walk in and Just Sit?

And Have to Listen and Learn All This Bullshit

Learning History and Science, Fuckin' Wait

Knowing That, Will That Put Food On My Plate?

Can I Walk Into Mcdonalds, Up to the Counter

And Tell Them You Can Make Limestone Out of Gunpowder?

Will They Give Me a Cheeseburger If I Know That Shit?

Fuck No! Fuck You and Shut Your Fucking Lips!



How Many Times Will a Judge Decide My Fate?

Who Is He? a Bitch, Nothing Great

He Takes Shits and Fucks 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?(He Judges My Life!)

How Many Times Will I Ask Myself Why

How Many Times Will I Cry?(He Judges My Life!)



Thanks



Skit:

Dude, I Peels Cats All Day Long, Motha' Fucka'

They Call Me the Big-wheela', Cat-peela'

Ya' Know What I'm Saying? I Run This Whole Mo' Fucker

The Whole Block, Dawg, They Call Me the King

The Big King, Big-wheela', King-killa', Cat Peela'

Yeah, That's What They Call Me Around This Motha' Fucker

I Run This Bitch, I Got This Bitch Locked Down

I'm a Big Gang-banger, Man, I'm a Gang-bangin' Motha' Fucker

They Didn't Think We Was Gang-banging Out in This Neighborhood

But They Don't Know About Me and My Clique, Dawg

And If You All Wanna Be Down, We Can Sit Down and Talk, Ya Know?



(Henry! Get Your Ass in Here Right Now and Finish Your Homework!)



Aw..here I Come! Man, I Gotta Go

Meet Me Here Tomorrow After School, Wait...no, I Got Yearbook

Aight, Meet Me Here Around Five-thirty Tomorrow, Dawg

Aight Dawgs, Peace



(I Hope He Doesn't Get Grounded, Man.)

(Yeah, Me Too, Cause Then We Can't Be Gang-bangers!)










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