Think Not

[group]

From the East to the South to the West to the North

Come on Al' Tariq, go off, a go off!

[Al' Tariq]

A yes yes y'all, freak freak y'all

So unique y'all, Al' Tariq y'all

I dusted off the fo'-fo' chrome, threw my Nike hat on the dome

Plus pack the celly phone, left out my home alone

to roam these wicked streets in the U.S. of A.

See no matter where you at, motherfuckin crime pay

but not my way, put them days of slingin behind me

Now I rock spots, where only rap fiends can find me

and that remind me, can't forget my 1-800 beeper

So I can keep a, eye on my mida mida

Now, loaded up my shit in this van, to tour America

I'm out to get this cheese and to see, every area

of every city, every corner and back street

Thought shit would be calm like that cover of BlackSTREET

Wrong impression, from the beginnin, we get to sinnin

All up and down the East coast yo, we bangin women

The Beatnuts and Common Sense is steady truckin

Got chickens suckin, raw dog we steady fuckin

But out luck in this game runs out through the Carolinas

Deep in the woods, niggaz lickin off behind us

Glad they didn't find us, glad we didn't get tackled

Thought brothers only played for keeps up in the Apple, what?

Chorus: Al' and peeps

{Yo, all around the world they sling rocks and lick shots

Everywhere you go, same thing, connect the dots} THINK NOT?

Stop what you thinkin, stop all that fussin

The shit is all the same and that's the point of this discussion, now

{All around the world they sling rocks and lick shots

Everywhere you go, same thing, connect the dots} THINK NOT?

Stop what you thinkin, stop all that fussin

The shit is all the same {* echoes *}