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geto boys - gun in my mouth lyrics

(feat. outlawz)

[intro: outlawz]
they got my back on the wall (outlawz!!)
back against the wall (gbs!!) (outlawz!!)
we’re still balling n-gg-, outlawz strike back (gbs!!) (outlawz!!)
we’re the f-cking outlawz, n-gg- (gbs!!) we’re riding for life
we ride to die like the soldiers, n-gg- (gbs!!) (outlawz!!)
we done told you n-gg-z (gbs!!) (outlawz!!)
we’re gonna ride regardless (gbs!!) (outlawz!!) where you at?
regardless to the charges, n-gg- (gbs!!) (outlawz!!)
where the soldiers? – where the soldiers? (what? what?)

[verse 1: napoleon]
there’s a whole lot of sh-t in my past life that i feel wrong for it
but it’s a new year, at that bullsh-t, i ain’t trying to go for it
if you want something, then you better go, it’s good for your heart
i leave your head side, your lungs and your back on a part
i’ve been hard from the start, napoleon bonaparte
if you think you’re ready for war, well get the f-ck on your mart
i wish you knew, the f-cking sh-t i bring your -ss through
i think you stuck like glue, the opposite of pezue
i’ve seen you, and [?] you, i know the love ain’t there
so go again trickle your b-tch, and lie about how you care
you couldn’t survive, in this motherf-cking life of mine
you couldn’t rhyme, where the full tank, in about two lines
so stop that lying, you knew i’d f-ck your punk–ss up (what?)
i take your pants and throw your b-tch–ss in louie j. truck (huh!)
from fifth ward to compton, orbits of mob steady mobbing (mobbing)
keep your money over b-tches while the police keep dropping
if you watched the scenes!

[chorus: outlawz 2x]
all you n-gg-z think you’re rearing like scene on night
when the freaks come out, and the creaks come out
baby, we’re all about the thug thing, the only way out
and i do this sh-t for love, with a gun in my mouth

[verse 2: young n-ble]
i breathe slowly, mc’s don’t know me, n-ble the holiest
you’re looking like you saw a ghost
when you saw exact the show, you’ll sh-t apparently
you n-gg-z can’t stand me, f-ck your families
i love to buck that -ss, f-ck you with the jamies
suddenly saw sammy, but i ain’t hear what he said
n-gg-, you’re walking on the deadline? deadly dread
bigger than led, [?] as a whole to the head
supposed to be dead, but i ain’t [?] to shoot you again
outlaw motherf-cker, bring your nines and guns
nine lives with death attempts for your time to come
farts of cloves, remember high lie be was? ain’t no love
and in the wars there ain’t no blood
what the f-ck? – is you all n-gg-z scared or what?
you walk and talk tough but you scared to buck
untouchable like face when my time-up
lyrically i’m ton tired and literally tired up
quickly to finish my job

[chorus:]

[verse 3: edi amin]
still i’m lost, but it costs to be the boss
so i’m struggling like a motherf-cker gonna get what i want
when i sit and think about the days, i couldn’t get paid
that sets me quickly into a rage, don’t wanna get my gauge
mama pray for me, and today they gonna take it from me
i’m in my sanity, i’m gradually slipping
wishing for war, is it all i had to live for?
i’m gonna make sure my people weave at any cost
sinning off the edge, and ain’t no returning
the b-tch is humming and chewing, but ain’t no docks to f-ck it
what’s it all about? i be thugged out and riding
when these other n-gg-z hiding
no doubt! b-mping on the gas, letting it burn
subways doing it my way like ushers
f-ck that! i rather slug it than love it
outlaw like a motherf-cker, until i’m up out of here
you gotta know i don’t care, oh yeah!

[chorus:]

[verse 4: scarface]
the product of the deepest b-tch’s out sick
thinking about a come, got my mind on getting mine
n-gg-, finna run up and the dope out
saking for the stash and the bag
cause i’m sick of seeing brad doing bad so i’m coming agg
when the tape is off, and me i’m on the quest to get the chickens
run up on my victims and get them
i’ll beat you n-gg-, they can’t deny
i go for mine with my nine c-cked lay cause i aged to die
i aim to fly, i’m sending you to h-ll if i have to
i got this twelve pointed at you
i’m dying hard so i’m hard to kill
and if you found yourself caught up in my clutches, n-gg- guard your grill
got ball of steel, i introduced these n-gg-z to the real life
and if you ain’t real then you will die, the real sigh
end of the road, the cameras don’t reload
you don’t make another episode
so rest your soul, understand me? get what i’m talking about
the night, the freaks come out, baby [gun shot]

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