Linkin Park

Linkin Park - 99 Problems One Step Closer lyrics

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If your havin girl problems i feel bad for you son



                      I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one



                    Hit me

                    Got Mike



                      He's got the rap patrol on the gat patrol



                      Foes that wanna make sure his casket's closed



                      Rap critics that say he's "Money Cash Hoes"



                      He's from the hood stupid what type of facts are those



                      If you grew up with holes in your zapitos



                      You'd celebrate the minute you was havin doe



                      So fuck critics you can kiss our whole asshole



                      If you don't like my lyrics you can press fast forward



                      Got beef with radio if we don't play they show



                      They don't play out hits well we don't give a shit SO



                      All these mags try and use our ass



                      So advertisers can give em more cash for ads...fuckers



                      I don't know what you take us as



                      or understand the intellegence that Jay-Z has



                      I'm from rags to ritches nigga we ain't dumb



                      I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one



                      Hit me

                    99 Problems but a bitch ain't one



                      If you havin girl problems i feel bad for you son



                      I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one

                    The year is '94 and in my trunk is raw



                      In my rear view mirror is the mother fuckin law



                      I got two choices yall pull over the car or



                      Bounce on the devil put the pedal to the floor



                      Now i ain't tryin to see no highway chase with jake



                      Plus i got a few dollars i can fight the case



                      So i...pull over to the side of the road



                      And i heard "Son do you know why i'm stoppin you for?"



                      Cause i'm young and i'm black and my hats real low



                      Do i look like a mind reader sir, i don't know



                      Am i under arrest or should i guess some mo?



                    "Well you was doin fifty five in a fifty four"



                    "Liscense and regestration and step out of the car"



                    "Are you carryin a weapon on you i know alot of you are"



                      I ain't steppin out of shit all my papers legit



                    "Do you mind if i look round the car a little bit?"



                      Well my glove compartment is locked so is the trunk and the back



                      And i know my rights so you gon' need a warrent for that



                    "Aren't you sharp as a tack are some type of lawyer or something?"



                    "Or somebody important or somethin?"



                      Nah i ain't pass the bar but i know a little bit



                      Enough that you won't illegally search my shit



                    "Well see how smart you are when the K-9's come"



                      I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one



                      Hit me

                    99 Problems but a bitch ain't one



                      If you havin girl problems i feel bad for you son



                      I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one



                      Hit me99 Problems but a bitch ain't one



                      If you havin girl problems i feel bad for you son



                      I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one



                      Hit me



                      99 Problems but a bitch ain't one



                      If you havin girl problems i feel bad for you son



                      I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one



                      Now once upon a time not too long ago



                      A nigga like myself had to strong arm a hoe



                      This is not a hoe in the sense of havin a pussy



                      But a pussy havin no God Damn sense, try and push me



                      I tried to inore him and talk to the Lord



                      Pray for him, cause some fools just love to perform



                      You know the type loud as a motor bike



                      But wouldn't bust a grape in a fruit fight



                      The only thing that's gonna happen is i'mma get to clappin



                      He and his boys gon be yappin to the captain



                      And there i go traped in the kit kat again



                      Back through the system with the riff raff again



                      Fiends on the floor scratchin again



                      Paparatzi's with they cameras snappin them



                      D.A. tred to give the nigga the shaft again



                      Half-a-mil for bail cause i'm African



                      All because ths fool was horrasin them



                      Tryin to play the boy like hes saccarin



                      But ain't nothin sweet 'bout how i hold my gun



                      I got 99 problems but this bitch ain't one

                    99 Problems but a bitch ain't one



                      If you havin girl problems i feel bad for you son



                      I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one



                      Hit me



                      99 Problems but a bitch ain't one



                      If you havin girl problems i feel bad for you son



                      I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one



                      Hit me

                    shut up when I'm talking to you



                      shut up, shut up, shut up



                      shut up when I'm talking to you



                      shut up, shut up, shut up

                    I'm about to BREAK

                    Everything you say to me



                      I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one



                      Hit me



                      I need a little room to breathe



                      I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one



                      Hit me



                      Everything you say to me



                      I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one



                      Hit me



                      I need a little room to breathe



                      I got 99 problems



                      And I'm about to



                      Break 
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