Geto Boys Lyrics

Geto Boys Lyrics

"Point of No Return Lyrics"

Creamer (Radio Is Dead) Lyrics
(All radio is dead) (All radio is dead) (All radio is dead) (All radio is dead, dead) Hey kid, who you looking at? Why you standin all up in my face like that? (huh?) You aint never seen a baseball bat? A maniac knocking on your baseball cap? You better step about 10 paces back Or you be layin where your shoelaces at Go do what your momma told you And don’t be actin like a punk Thinking

Intro:
G.B. ha ha youknowhatI'msayin'? Geto Boys in the house for the 1-9-9-6.
(G.B.) (x16)

Scarface:
What if I learn to work your beat
And fuck with you in the ways that you fuck with me
And underline all y'all downfalls for ya
Catch you fuckin' up and bring the pound down on ya
Infect your neighbborhood with this drug called hate
Ish out your income and control y'all fate
Provide you motherfuckers with this shit that look cool
And price it outta range to keep your ass outta school
You don't work you don't eat you don't eat you don't sleep
And then I got your ass apon these motherfuckin' streets
Poising your own breed turning you from Jesus
Get you out your faith and hit your ass with diseases
And now you can't reproduce there goes your children
Don't worry about you dying slow I'm a get to killin'
And shot up your motherfu
Tonight This Country Will Die Lyrics
A land of plenty, a land for free Where no one knows real poverty Work enough - Democracy Rely on social security You're cornerstones, success assured For every problem the final cure Learn our way, do as we say Go to school, the state will pay 20 years ago you thought me this crap But things now have changed It's no longer like that, your pocket is empty Your system has failed , now it's too late
ckin' dreams fromt he jump
And hold you in the penitentiary like a punk
But you can't do shit unless a motherfucker tell ya
You ain't a motherfuckin' man niggayous a failure
You wonder why I hate cha and I paint this picture?
Cause the government is fucked up and I ain't that nigga
So you can point the fingers at the motherfuckin' press
Cause they be feeding me with all the shit that I address
It ain't my motherfuckin' fault niggas ain't learnin'
We in too deep and ain't no returnin'

Willie D:
Willie D is my motherfuckin' name
Lettin' you hoes know is my motherfuckin' game
You got a problem with the way I drop my bloww
Bring it to the G to the motherfuckin' E to the O
I'm a let you hoes know the deal
You can't FUCK with Will, Face and Bill
I got niggas fully strapped with lots of nuts
And niggas in the back of ridah trucks Gangster love Lyrics
Voulez-vous Oh, she said voulez-vous She's a lady too A broken heart babe, it's late Voulez-vous I said oh mon amour A midnight rendez-vous Out of sight Out of mind Out of dreams Oh, you're killing me with gangster love You're giving me a hang-over I'm feeling like a broken toy Oh lie, oh lie a lonely boy You couldn't be without gangster love I'm shouting out it's far enough You're
> Do I give a fuck about America? (FUCK NO!)
Call me a patriot bitch I'm a buck yo, ass
Right up your motherfuckin' shit creek
She got some negativity with Willie D
Well then let the bitch be

Scarface:
In the begining motherfuckers pack straps
Puttin' they eyes on any motherfuckers back
You got out of line they hit your ass with the gat
Let you die where you lay and left your ass for the rats
Thats how it was and I can see it all again motherfuckers goin' crazy
Like they did when I was ten
I'm goin' through the same shit that my daddy went through when he was 22
Now who, the fuck to blame for the condition that we in
Pursue the game or end up back up off my shit again
It's kind of easy how we make your choice
We go to ghetto tactic labratorites providing ?
Well anyways that's how I seen it then
But now I realize white collar c
Pastel De Rocas Lyrics
[WALTER GIARDINO] He ganado y he perdido mucho con o sin la raz?n. Solo s? que sigo en mi camino si tengo tu coraz?n. No puedes controlarme, sabes quien soy. Temo que lleges tarde a la funci?n... Qu? me importa lo que har? ma?ana. ?Qui?n lo puede decir? Necesito de tu aliento nena para sobrevivir. No puedes controlarme, sabes quien soy. Temo que lleges tarde a la func
riminals had to bring it in
And now I go against my own kind
With the mentallity that these niggas been after me a long time
And if I'm caught up then I'm OUTTA HERE
But if you caught up you outta here
And then you wonder what we learned while we've been trapped here
We figured out how to adapt here

Willie D:
Edgar Hoovar I wwish you wasn't dead
So I could put a bullet in your motherfuckin' head
Goddamn faggot motherfuckin' drag queen
I know you put the hit on Martin Luther King
And Fred Hampton, Malcom and the others
You red neck punk motherfucker
Bob Dole keep you motherfuckin' mouth shut
Before a nigga beat your old ass up
Jumpin' on the rap bandwagon ain't helpin' it
You need to be concerned about the motherfuckin' deficit
I'm the type of nigga throw a party when the flag burn
I'm at the point of no return