Текст песни OUTLAWZ - Nobody Cares
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Текст песни OUTLAWZ - Nobody Cares
[Kastro] (talking)Hmm, damn, I feel yaTurn, nope, don't nobody careThese Outlawz feel y'all (yup)Yeah, don't nobody careSometime it get like that (When it feel like don't nobody care)It seems like nobody care (nope, not nobody)( )I care though, listen[Kastro - Verse 1]I been so sick lately, bellyin and not achyThese issues keep me with pistols for safetyI got plans that the cops ain't included inAnd not a handcuff or shell could hold em inRight at the end of my road, who been there before?Now that I'm dead, it's like I've been dead beforeSame story, it's raw, I'm an outlawA bread warhead, K-Dogg is a warriorAnd when I stand, I stand on my own twoIf I fall, I land on my own twoA soldier, and it been like thatPac and Yak see us now and they could see all thatWho really care? Fuck the tarry hairAnd the rest of the Outlawz was without a shareDon't nobody care, just like I thoughtSo I just stare at the world like I don't give a fuck[Napolean - Verse 2]I remember them days when it was dark outsideThe only thing I felt I had was my nuts and my prideI was different than them niggaz on the block sellin drugsBut I was always with em, actin like a thugRunnin through the mud cause the cops was on usWe just walkin home from school but they always on usIt's like this, the streets is so lovelyI love the streets, because the streets made meThe ghetto seems so in peaceMan, that I moved to the suburbs and there's more policeWhere I'm from, a fiend'll pack a gunOverton, Jersey the harder the slumBut I made it up outta there, thanks to the Lord, kidBut I'll never leave my box alone, nigga I swear (swear)And to the young kids wearin the streets doI know nobody don't care, but the Outlawz do (cause we do)[Chorus - Young Noble]We stack clips, glack licks in the airSmoke sticks on the stairs, dog, nobody care (nobody care)We shot the fear when everybody was thereBeat each other half to death, but homie nobody care (nobody care)My momma wasn't there and my poppa wasn't thereCouldn't find em anywhere cause nobody cared, yeahWe split mills, pop pills and shitTen on the floor, ten in the bed, damn, nobody care[Young Noble - Verse 3]Yo, hard times as a youngstaScarred by the hunger, wonderHow many gonna die this summer (die this summer)We loud like thunder roamin the stripNow everybody act cool, we approachin the vip (come on, come on)Smokin a stick, hit, cause we live for this (live for this)Just like shit is hard raisin kids in thisI got 'Outlaw' tatted on my stomach and all (stomach and all)We can fight and hang out later like nothing is wrongLaise your Timms up tight cause the ride is rough (uh)