No More Mr. Nice Guy - GangStarr

Punks will always scheme to  create a means 
to take my kindness  for weakness  cause they don't seem to 
respect my generosity  and what it's costin me 
is headaches  I don't like fakes  or people bossin me around 
You clown  it's time I beat you down 
You tried to play me betray me and slay me  and now you'll drown 
in the river  I'll give ya  reasons you should shiver 
Cause when I get to wreckin and deckin, I won't forgive ya 
You had the opportunity, for bein cool with me 
You stabbed me in the back you duck, and now you're soon to be 
disarmed, embalmed, I'll break off all your arms 
and then your legs, you'll beg, I'll crack you like a egg 
and spill your yolk, you joke, I'll duff you in the eye 
and you'll say, "Why?" And bleeding and pleading, you'll start to cry 
and I'll reply with a confident sigh, "There'll be no more Mr. Nice 
Guy" 
No More Mr. Nice Guy 
No More Mr. Nice Guy 
Yo ?, this is somethin that I wanna tell to you, sell to you 
and as I speak you girlies yell to your friends, "Yo it's him! 
He's shockin again!" This is the season for breezin with reason 
because I'm in, charge of the attack on suckers who just rap on 
wack track that lack that snap, while I just mack on 
Honies who look good and, they all want the wood in 
They push up, to get up close, to serve me puddin 
And I just tell em, "Look here, I am not a crook there" 
but I like to snatch em all, cause like a hook they're stuck 
struck, they tried to press their luck 
They wanna tease me and skeeze me and please me, to squeeze the bucks 
from my pocket that is bulging, I'm not indulging 
in lame games with phony dames, too busy buildin my fortress 
Score this, drink while I pour this 
I'm livin and givin my rhymes, so I'll ignore this 
Garbage you are runnin, I am not the one and 
you'll never get to vamp me tramp cause I'll be stunning your mind 
I'll si