! 'Tude Lyric

I’m the man to be, cos I’m me, me, me; but you’re just you and who cares who I’m the greatest, I could be the hatest, you’re down on your luck but I don’t care a ****, life is tough, an’ life is rough, but that’s enuff who cares a stuff I don’ need to write cos ed-u-cation’s shite; I jus’ like to spray my mark somewhere each day I score the chix, I score a fix, me an’ you don’t mix cos I know the trix I’m the koolest gangsta, you, you’re just a wanksta, my posse an’ me hand out cruel-tyy I got a shooter you ain’t worth a hoota; I got a knife, you ain’t got a life I gotta switch, man - ain’t your life a bitch? I gotta blade, man - got it all made ain’t no lovin’ like my ho an’ me.. (what’s that, Mom? …It’s time for tea? …)