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geto boys – another nigger in the morgue lyrics

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(scarface)
let me get when i rock the… the.the…
this sh-t ain’t got no f-ckin drums in it man
daym, wht don’t you put some f-ckin drums in the music
so i can

get down to businees
i think it’s time i paid a little visit
to my run down neighbourhood cemetry
to tally up the people i buried
57, 58, 59, all layin’ down in the same line
you sorry motherf-ckers couldn’t handle me
i done f-cked up 17 families
so bring it on if you wanna play
huh, make my motherf-ckin’ day
cause you’ll be one dead motherf-cker black
i’ma put you -ss on you back
i won’t play no games wit cha boy
you’ll just be one more n-gg-r in the morgue

yeah i like that man
that sh-t sounds kinda funky don’t it
hahahaha, yo let me finish this freestyle tho man
hold ’em down, hold ’em up, yo

it’s gonna be a killin’ after midnight
n-gg-s gettin’ reday for a big fight
you could say this one’s a murder by a lunatic
hear me livin’ on your -ss b-tch
loadin’ up my weapons gettin’ ready for
another street sweepin’ neighbourhood drug war
police come around in a meat wagon
knowin’ that tonight they’ll be draggin’
off motherf-ckers to a six fot ditch
i hope ya insruance paid up b-tch
cause tonight is the night motherf-cker
be a good killer or a d-mn good ducker
cause if you ain’t, your -ss is fallin’ to the paint
bloodshed seems to make a n-gg- faint
not me with a .9 in my hand
i couls fall asleep lyin’ next to a dead amn
ya gotta understand me
it’s been a vet sorry motherf-cka layin’ out dead see
so if you wanna come, come hard
or you’ll just be another n-gg- in the morgue

yeah, you motherf-ckas
motherf-ckas goin’ for bad and sh-t
you know what i’m sayin’
but you’ll be another niger in the morgue motherf-cker
oh yo, check this out

but gettin’ back to the bloodbath
you motherf-ckas out there go for bad
that sh-t played out my brother
i ride by and gun done motherf-ckers
whether friend or foe bro
steppin’ on my toes, your -ss has gotta go
now heres how the sh-t took place [how’d it go? ]
a n-gg- waved a tre eight in my face [d-mn]
screamin’ that sh-t about the squab mob
talkin’ big sh-t about the south park
said he’s gonna stop me
p-ssed off cause i’m down with the 5th ward posse [um-hmm]
sh-t didn’t make me numb
i ain’t scared of no goddman gun [my n-gg-]
once i sw ’em break i stuck ’em [what about his 3 guards? ]
f-ck ’em!
i’ll put him on his -ss cause he’s bigger
then worry about the other 3 n-gg-s
all of them ran to get backup
that’s 12 more bodies i’ma stack up
open up the trunk in a rage
and loaded up my godd-mn 12 gauge
if the punk don’t keep ya
i’ll be forced to hit ya wit the street sweeper
ya -ss shouldn’t a started no static g
12 gun shots automatically
i ain’t goin’ out like no sucka
i’m goin’ out like a crazy motherf-cka
everybody knows that i ain’t got it all
and i don’t give a f-ck about none a y’all
hit 3 or 4 in the head
that’s 3 or 4 n-gg-rs left for dead
it doesn’t pay to check cards
cuase i’m sendin’ motherf-ckas to the morgue…



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