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​What I See What I Think

This song is by Juster.

Knack, knack paddywack can you give a dog a bone?
A brother who's a banger but can never be a steppin' stone
Needs a lot of loving 'cause the pushing and the shoving
Leads to bodybags and bullets so I ask why ya bugging?

Bug-a-boo-ya mugging me? I'm mugging you
I've never been a thug but what am I to do?
When I chill with a brew and hang with my crew
Gap a motherfucker or break his ass in two, there you go

Now in the chaingang, do you wannna gangbang massin'
With my mainframe 'cause aw, yeah?
Now I rock a dope beat, comin' from the same street
Painting on the concrete, a new style, oh

Times have changed, the girls are freaky
The boys, the strange, the things I see make my eyes go blink
I guess it's safe to say what I see is what I think
What I see is what I think

No, I'm not too old but yes, I'm very young
A juvenile deliquent making money from my tongue
Used to hold a gun but now I hold a rhythm
Play it to a crowd and they definitely with 'em but back

The city seems is getting very violent, you know
There's something wrong when my neighborhood is silent
Brothers are scary, sisters the same
It's all to make a name for the fame of the game

My man, Johnny is a kleptomaniac
My lady's into sex like a aphrodisiac
Mikey does a drive-by like Stevie Wonder
Shooting people blind putting Jimmy 6 feet under

I wonder what happened to the days we were young
And everybody didn't have to worry 'bout a gun
I guess that's why so many people want to drink
'Cause what they see is what they think

Sing a song of kingpins a pocket full of dope
Walking through a hood where nobody wants to cope
All they wanna do is smoke the cracker rock forever
Jack and Jill hit the spot and buy a sack together

It's ugly but hey, if Jackie wants to pleaser
He gotta git the money and turn her skeezer
Living in a haze many ways to git a needle
Leaves me in a daze when I see so many people

Doin' the crack up like they a junkie
Gettin' a smack up for livin' so funky
How I do it gotta be styling on the streeets
Where nobody smilin'

So I kick it all on the level
Kick up the bass, kick up the treble
The beat is on and right on the blink
'Cause what I see is what I think

Written by:

James Riggins; John Saucedo