• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Gotta Bang - Inspectah Deck
• Gotta Be Young - Skrewdriver
• Godhopping - Dogs Die In Hot Cars

[Intro:]
Yo man, like you see all of them creeps over there man?
And you know they ain't cool cause you know they gonna want some static
[Kurupt:]
I just might slap ya bitch and strip her clothes
For fun, and pull out guns like Axle Rose
Undermine me, and see your future dissipate
Right in front of yo eyes, ain't no surprise
Cause I leave you fucked up, laid out, dilated
Pupils, everybody you with, all pupils
Poodles to pit bulls, quiet as cougars
Maneuvers, silent, violent shooters
Get involved in this tangle, try me mane
And I'm a hit you so many times I'll be damed
If your homies don't feel it, yo mama too
I kno about your block and where we bring the drama to
I'm more than set, I'm set and more
And I said it before with the choppers, I'm war
Thug illegal for a [? ] to start poppin them thangs
Before you say another word, tryin to talk and explain
[Chorus: Inspectah Deck]
Niggas wanna shout my name, best believe we got to bang
Squeeze off, pop them thangs, yes indeed we bout them thangs
I walk my talk, I'm a boss, I leave you out your frame
Haters wanna block my game, don't twist it, it's not no game
[Inspectah Deck:]
Yo, I'm still on top of the game, need the thrill's still hotter than flame
What I spill cause drama to brains, and I [? ] still drop bombs on ya lane?
Killa Hill, still honor the name, the drill's still more of the same
More portion to gain, I'm rock bottom, no problem to bang
Beyond locks, son got em in chains
He knock on them chains, he on the block where they're poppin them thangs
Six figure wide ride, broads be flier than dimes
She like the iron, she be right be my side
Reason why she be liver than guys
Niggas plot your demise
Shake your hand, look you right in your eyes
I only fuck with heads I can trust
The usual suspects, the next up, Deck and Kurupt
Get your neck cut messin with us, the weapons'll bust
Your best bet, just step to the cut
[Chorus]
[Billy Danze:]
Yo, why would I change my persona, nigga, if it helped me to grow?
Helped me to glow, helped me to help you niggas know
Helped me to show you niggas I'm the same OG
From when the Wu came through like (suuuuu) in the streets
When Tha Dogg Pound drops sounds that you couldn't believe
I'm on the grounds, lead spray painting M.O.P.
(What now?) We ghetto mosh pit in this bitch
Nigga I don't gang bang, but I'll bang a gang you you mothafuckas
I'm tryin to tell you why I'm legit
Nigga I will bang bang until I break a spring in the mothafucka
I'm with it all day, I get love from Brownsville
From Stapleton to Crenshaw to Long Way
So nigga ya'll play and you'll get tossed around
Cause I'm focused now and I'm with the bosses now, put your pocus down
And if a faggot bitch get one in his abdomen, you know I'm back around
[Chorus]
[Outro:]
And they jumped me, you understand?
I didn't see any niggas, they all crawled up on me
You understand? Fuck it, You're [? ]
Cause I don't wanna get stabbed in my back or nothin
All niggas get stabbed or shot in my back

Nothing to do again
Such a boring day
Sweet FA, what a day
It's bugging me
It's the same all the time
I'm just wasting life
Me and you, feel so blue
We gotta get away
Chorus:
I don't wanna be no middle-aged major
I don't wanna be no middle-aged mod
Gotta be young now!
I don't wanna be no middle-aged major
I don't wanna be no middle-aged mod
Gotta be young now!
Tell me it's not real
Change the way I feel
Get away, I wanna stay
It's killing me
(Repeat Chorus)
Gotta be young!
Yeah, I gotta be young now
Gotta be young!

I've found so many people like to smile a lot
Smile a lot 'cause they're having so much fun
Even when they know they're not
They'll wear some tiny little hat and they'll feel good
They'll feel good 'cause their hat is silly
And silly means that their time is good
I've learnt that indecision only brings no joy
So much joy to a fickle little world
That every night I do TV, film my own self CCTV
And there's panic on the street when it's not around
So we go to
All those African children
Who live far away
On the back of a big bus all the way to Bombay
When they go I am with them
But it won't be long
Godhopping for good times
When everything starts to go wrong
Pow...
Powder cake they wear their makeup veils
Veils that hide them underneath such sweaty perfume smells
High-heeled they are always looking down
Down their confidence is struggling hard to get around
I've learnt that indecision only brings no joy
So much joy to a fickle little world
That every night I do TV, film my own self CCTV
And there's panic on the street when it's not around
So we go to
All the traffic and children
Who live far away
On the back of a big bus all the way to Bombay
When they go I am with them
But it won't be long
Godhopping for good times
When everything starts to go wrong
So we go to
All those African children
Who live far away
On the back of a big bus all the way to Bombay
When they go I am with them
But it won't be long
Godhopping for good times
When everything starts to go wro-o-o-ong
All the traffic and children
(Children)
Who live far away
(Godhopping)
On the back of a big bus all the way to Bombay