Geto Boys Lyrics
Geto Boys Lyrics
"Scarface Lyrics"
No Such Luck Lyrics
(Michael McDonald/Grady Walker/Harry Garfield) If we could dream our lives away That would be just fine Without the cares and fears that prey on everybody's mind Tryin' to get back to a memory Tryin' to put the flame back in our hearts As we look back and we see the past Like it never was [Chorus:] 'cause it's no such luck There ain't no such thing Can't blame the stars or fever of spring No such luck There ain't no such thing Something's always goin' wrong We're just one step ahead of the heartaches| Tryin' to disguise how they take their toll Just when you think that you got it down Then you lose control
All I have in this world)
(All I have in this world)
(All I have in)
(All I have in)
(All I have in this world)
(All I have in)
(All I have in)
(All I have in)
(All I have in)
(All I have in)
(All I have in this world)
(Balls)
(Balls)
(Balls)
(Balls)
[ VERSE 1: Scarface ]
I started small time, dope game, cocaine
Pushin rocks on the block, I'm never broke, mayn
Sportin jewelry and the shit that came with rollin hard
You try to school me, you'll get served with no regard
Boy, don't test me, cause I'm tired of teachin lessons
So muthafuck you and that bullshit that you're stressin
Cause it ain't nothin but the money flow in this camp
And if you short me, you'll forever wear a stamp
So watch your back and prepare for the hitman
Life of the black, and the D-Act don't take no shit, and
You'll be bumped up, bumped off, no trace
On the for realer, my nigga, just call me Scarface
(Crazy muthafucka from the street) --> MC Ren
(All I have in this world)
(All I have in this world)
(Balls)
(Balls)
(Balls)
(Balls)
[ VERSE 2: Scarface ]
I'm in the South Park, night falls, over the streets
It's gettin dark, Mike calls, he's been beat
Round up the posse, y'all, and bring the heat
And when it's over, all I want is bloody meat
Boy they fuck
So let's just step out on the block and pd-roll em
Load up the Uzis, turn the village to a warzone
Make the hit, break quick, leave your cars on
Nobody crosses me, especially in this dope game
So raise up off of me, I show em I don't joke, mayn
Little Mike, grab your piece, pick em out
There they are in the street, let's put some head out
Caught my breath, hit the fry, and I step calm
Open fire like a lunatic from Vietnam
Bullets fled to the head, bodies bled
Left for dead, I pumped these bitches full of led
Yo, they don't understand me, the yo, Brad, bwoy
Fuck that, say goodbye to the bad guy
I shot my gun in the air as I left the place
You'll ask me why, but I don't care, just call me Scarface
(Don't) (Don't) (Don't) (Don't) (Don't)
(Don't make me act a muthafuckin fool) --> Ice Cube
[ VERSE 3: Scarface ]
Later on, all alone, sat around the house kickin it
My girl came home, I told her shit had been
Real fucked up, so girl, don't push me
She pulled her skirt up, and said, "Here you need some pussy"
I just sat back, my legs started shakin
Now here's another stupid bitch that I be breakin
I grabbed the slimmy by her hand, and lead her upstairs
Threw her down on the bed, and she said, "Fuck, yeah!"
I opened up her legs, prepared her for t
(Michael McDonald/Grady Walker/Harry Garfield) If we could dream our lives away That would be just fine Without the cares and fears that prey on everybody's mind Tryin' to get back to a memory Tryin' to put the flame back in our hearts As we look back and we see the past Like it never was [Chorus:] 'cause it's no such luck There ain't no such thing Can't blame the stars or fever of spring No such luck There ain't no such thing Something's always goin' wrong We're just one step ahead of the heartaches| Tryin' to disguise how they take their toll Just when you think that you got it down Then you lose control
All I have in this world)
(All I have in this world)
(All I have in)
(All I have in)
(All I have in this world)
(All I have in)
(All I have in)
(All I have in)
(All I have in)
(All I have in)
(All I have in this world)
(Balls)
(Balls)
(Balls)
(Balls)
[ VERSE 1: Scarface ]
I started small time, dope game, cocaine
Pushin rocks on the block, I'm never broke, mayn
Sportin jewelry and the shit that came with rollin hard
You try to school me, you'll get served with no regard
Boy, don't test me, cause I'm tired of teachin lessons
So muthafuck you and that bullshit that you're stressin
Cause it ain't nothin but the money flow in this camp
And if you short me, you'll forever wear a stamp
So watch your back and prepare for the hitman
Life of the black, and the D-Act don't take no shit, and
You'll be bumped up, bumped off, no trace
On the for realer, my nigga, just call me Scarface
(Crazy muthafucka from the street) --> MC Ren
(All I have in this world)
(All I have in this world)
(Balls)
(Balls)
(Balls)
(Balls)
[ VERSE 2: Scarface ]
I'm in the South Park, night falls, over the streets
It's gettin dark, Mike calls, he's been beat
Round up the posse, y'all, and bring the heat
And when it's over, all I want is bloody meat
Boy they fuck
Sweetmeat Lyrics
Sweetmeat by Pigface album: I love all aminals but they don't love me back. i tend to put them in a state of full attack. You think I'd pet a kitten and it would rub against me But that doesn't ever happen I must be made of sweetmeat. Cause they bite me They try to eat me alive I get so frightened I cry.I cry. I want a pet so bad I can just taste it I'd love to walk a dog and not be chased by it You think I'd feed a stray dog and it would love me sweetly But that doesn't ever happen I must be made of sweetmeat Cause they bite me They try to eat me alive I get so frightened I cry da da da da da
in with me dumb and I done told himSweetmeat by Pigface album: I love all aminals but they don't love me back. i tend to put them in a state of full attack. You think I'd pet a kitten and it would rub against me But that doesn't ever happen I must be made of sweetmeat. Cause they bite me They try to eat me alive I get so frightened I cry.I cry. I want a pet so bad I can just taste it I'd love to walk a dog and not be chased by it You think I'd feed a stray dog and it would love me sweetly But that doesn't ever happen I must be made of sweetmeat Cause they bite me They try to eat me alive I get so frightened I cry da da da da da
So let's just step out on the block and pd-roll em
Load up the Uzis, turn the village to a warzone
Make the hit, break quick, leave your cars on
Nobody crosses me, especially in this dope game
So raise up off of me, I show em I don't joke, mayn
Little Mike, grab your piece, pick em out
There they are in the street, let's put some head out
Caught my breath, hit the fry, and I step calm
Open fire like a lunatic from Vietnam
Bullets fled to the head, bodies bled
Left for dead, I pumped these bitches full of led
Yo, they don't understand me, the yo, Brad, bwoy
Fuck that, say goodbye to the bad guy
I shot my gun in the air as I left the place
You'll ask me why, but I don't care, just call me Scarface
(Don't) (Don't) (Don't) (Don't) (Don't)
(Don't make me act a muthafuckin fool) --> Ice Cube
[ VERSE 3: Scarface ]
Later on, all alone, sat around the house kickin it
My girl came home, I told her shit had been
Real fucked up, so girl, don't push me
She pulled her skirt up, and said, "Here you need some pussy"
I just sat back, my legs started shakin
Now here's another stupid bitch that I be breakin
I grabbed the slimmy by her hand, and lead her upstairs
Threw her down on the bed, and she said, "Fuck, yeah!"
I opened up her legs, prepared her for t
Victory Lyrics
Now turn your back on things of the world Let’s have our victory through Jesus Trust in the Lord with all your heart In all your ways acknowledge Him And He shall make your paths straight If any man be in Christ he is new Chorus We, we have the victory through Jesus We, we have the victory through Jesus Let’s stand and proclaim His name Throughout the earth Throughout the earth There is a way that seems right unto a man But it will end in death I say The way I walk is chosen by the Lord And He shall give His angels charge To watch over you If any man he take in Christ he is new - Chorus -e stabbin
Like Mike Tyson in the fourth, boy, I was jabbin
The bitch was sweatin, but I guess she wasn't bothered
Cause all she said was, "Fuck me harder, fuck me harder!"
I started bangin, I was bangin, dick was numbin
She wasn't hangin, she was singin, "Brad, I'm comin!"
Up and down, side to side, perfect timin
I started stickin with the quickness, we were grindin
I was just about to nut, she got on top of me
I heard a (*shot*) Now what the fuck? Somebody shot at me
I took a look, the girl was cooked, her head exploded
Reached for the Uzi at my foot, and I unloaded
Straight out the window I could hear the soldiers' footsteps
I'm a taker, not a faker, I ain't been took yet
So many hunters, dyin faces to the concrete
Although you try to take me out, you die in one beat
Of the heart, boy, how dare you try to sucker me?
And I'ma teach you and your boys not to fuck with me
Rolled out the backdoor, lookin for his bossman
I'll watch him bleedin, pour his blood in a saucepan
He's in his Cadillac, starin at my frontdoor
I snuck behind him, pulled my gun, said, "What you front for?"
He says, "I'm sorry, Act, don't kill me, I was jokin, griff"
That's why your boys are on my balcony and they're frozen stiff
The boy was shocked, then pulled up cops, he looked at me said, "You're a go
Cause you shot and killed the boys who worked my corner"
Pulled back the hammer, put my gun up almost point blank
Shattered his dome, reached in the pocket, took the boy's bank
Got out the Cadillac, the copper, he said, "Stop it, freeze!"
I aim my pistol for his stomach, but I pop his knees
Fell to the floor, he looked at me and he said, "Action, please!"
I put my gun between his eyes, said, "Don't breathe"
He took a breath, and he knew he'd breathe his last breath
That's 20 soldiers and copper, 21 shot to death
I had to leave everything I'd ever worked for
But best believe, I won't get sentenced for a drug war
But maybe one day in the future I can come back
But until then, I'm goin home, where I'm from, black
Nobody knows my name, they'll only know my face
And ask my posse, they say, "We call him Scarface"
Hey Conjo, mayn, listen to me, mayn
Now that we got Texas fiendin, mayn
It's time to make the whole fuckin world start geekin
We expand across the whole muthafuckin world, mayn
And we get the dope out there, mayn
We fuck em up!
And you muthafuckas thought I wasn't gonna make a comeback, mayn
I'm gonna tell you somethin, mayn
I'm comin back, mayn
Geto Boys
1990
And if you ain't down with the Geto program, then fuck you, mayn
Now turn your back on things of the world Let’s have our victory through Jesus Trust in the Lord with all your heart In all your ways acknowledge Him And He shall make your paths straight If any man be in Christ he is new Chorus We, we have the victory through Jesus We, we have the victory through Jesus Let’s stand and proclaim His name Throughout the earth Throughout the earth There is a way that seems right unto a man But it will end in death I say The way I walk is chosen by the Lord And He shall give His angels charge To watch over you If any man he take in Christ he is new - Chorus -
Like Mike Tyson in the fourth, boy, I was jabbin
The bitch was sweatin, but I guess she wasn't bothered
Cause all she said was, "Fuck me harder, fuck me harder!"
I started bangin, I was bangin, dick was numbin
She wasn't hangin, she was singin, "Brad, I'm comin!"
Up and down, side to side, perfect timin
I started stickin with the quickness, we were grindin
I was just about to nut, she got on top of me
I heard a (*shot*) Now what the fuck? Somebody shot at me
I took a look, the girl was cooked, her head exploded
Reached for the Uzi at my foot, and I unloaded
Straight out the window I could hear the soldiers' footsteps
I'm a taker, not a faker, I ain't been took yet
So many hunters, dyin faces to the concrete
Although you try to take me out, you die in one beat
Of the heart, boy, how dare you try to sucker me?
And I'ma teach you and your boys not to fuck with me
Rolled out the backdoor, lookin for his bossman
I'll watch him bleedin, pour his blood in a saucepan
He's in his Cadillac, starin at my frontdoor
I snuck behind him, pulled my gun, said, "What you front for?"
He says, "I'm sorry, Act, don't kill me, I was jokin, griff"
That's why your boys are on my balcony and they're frozen stiff
The boy was shocked, then pulled up cops, he looked at me said, "You're a go
Live From the D.J. Stretch Armstrong Show Lyrics
*after 2 minutes of talking* [Bobbito] Yo so let's get the mic burned, open it up [Black Thought] Yes I, check it out It's like, you listen to the musician Umbilicle mic, my syllable strikes ya vision I take you through a tunnel of thought, wit no support Now you got caught off guard, by the number one scar for the Illa-Fifth Lyrically for feelin this, Black Thought yo the skill assisted By the Mal-ik B, the symbol you remember me to be type valid Disasterous, the master just bust this, for the listener Black Thought yo, while I exhibit the Styles, from the artist, boast strokes of lyrical darkness, enter the style Severin rooms just like
ner*after 2 minutes of talking* [Bobbito] Yo so let's get the mic burned, open it up [Black Thought] Yes I, check it out It's like, you listen to the musician Umbilicle mic, my syllable strikes ya vision I take you through a tunnel of thought, wit no support Now you got caught off guard, by the number one scar for the Illa-Fifth Lyrically for feelin this, Black Thought yo the skill assisted By the Mal-ik B, the symbol you remember me to be type valid Disasterous, the master just bust this, for the listener Black Thought yo, while I exhibit the Styles, from the artist, boast strokes of lyrical darkness, enter the style Severin rooms just like
Cause you shot and killed the boys who worked my corner"
Pulled back the hammer, put my gun up almost point blank
Shattered his dome, reached in the pocket, took the boy's bank
Got out the Cadillac, the copper, he said, "Stop it, freeze!"
I aim my pistol for his stomach, but I pop his knees
Fell to the floor, he looked at me and he said, "Action, please!"
I put my gun between his eyes, said, "Don't breathe"
He took a breath, and he knew he'd breathe his last breath
That's 20 soldiers and copper, 21 shot to death
I had to leave everything I'd ever worked for
But best believe, I won't get sentenced for a drug war
But maybe one day in the future I can come back
But until then, I'm goin home, where I'm from, black
Nobody knows my name, they'll only know my face
And ask my posse, they say, "We call him Scarface"
Hey Conjo, mayn, listen to me, mayn
Now that we got Texas fiendin, mayn
It's time to make the whole fuckin world start geekin
We expand across the whole muthafuckin world, mayn
And we get the dope out there, mayn
We fuck em up!
And you muthafuckas thought I wasn't gonna make a comeback, mayn
I'm gonna tell you somethin, mayn
I'm comin back, mayn
Geto Boys
1990
And if you ain't down with the Geto program, then fuck you, mayn