The Klasix - If I Gotta Go lyrics

[Hook] If I gotta go (yeah, woo!) Can anybody tell me where? (ohh!) And if I gotta go (if I gotta go) Does anybody even care? (ohh!) [Joe Budden] L-look, look We gon' party like it's 1-9-9-9 Somethin triggers makin my mind design crime when at times my mind's fine Inclinded to find dimes, resigned from primetime I need my stars to align when signs say they benign Tell whoever cares if a stray happens to hit me I need to take all the money I made with me If I'm heaven-bound I'll put a hole in every turncoat If hellbound I'm poppin sh** through the inferno My jargon is, I'm a arsonist Since 11 when I found out what arson is Look at me fully styled in that foreign whip I get a high from it, I love that Johnny Carson sh** I got a fascination for the aggravation True to my untruths, I love the fabrication Waitin on a antedote, but I lack the patience On a second thought, I got my own vaccination [Hook] [Interlude: Emanny] All I ever dream's alone That makes me wanna run and charge Ohhhhhh... All I ever dream's alone That makes me wanna run and charge Ohhhhhh... [Joe Budden] Underdig this Problem is I'm smarter than e'rybody But too numb to show it; they too dumb to know it (n***a!) Eventually my A's turned into D's Eventually my O's made its way to E I'm tense, I'm not at ease, there's n***as with degrees That ain't never made it hot nor turned up the degrees There's n***as with credentials, accolades, paperwork (but) But couldn't figure out how to make they paper work Me, I fight to stay alive, e'ry day is work Especially when they say it's six million ways to murk (here's one) I wish the whole world was more like me More likely to see through the eyes that I see Or be tired like I be, let's hide our ID's There's holes in my arms, untied this IV At times, wish the world would comprehend like I do Know it sound like I don't wanna mend, but I'd like to [Hook] [Joe Budden] Forewarnin n***a, ya heard? L-look look look look; I wonder what's behind the clouds Flew all over the world, still I couldn't find out Maybe I'm normal and e'rybody else isn't Apron on over the stove in hell's kitchen Uh, nails bitten, uh, failed livin Another derailed mission for a n***a jail smitten Enough to get the pound - if I don't like the sh** around me Maybe I should change the sh** that I'm around How that sound? Uhh [Interlude] [Hook] [Interlude]