Geto Boys - Another Nigger in the Morgue2 Lyrics

[Scarface]
Let me get when I rock the...the..the...
This shit 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 ass on you back
I won't play no games wit cha boy
You'll just be one more nigger in the morgue

Yeah I like that man
That shit 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
Niggas gettin' reday for a big fight
You could say this one's a murder by a lunatic
Hear me livin' on your ass bitch
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 bitch
Cause tonight is the night motherf*cker
Be a good killer or a damn good ducker
Cause if you ain't, your ass is fallin' to the paint
Bloodshed seems to make a nigga 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 nigga in the morgue

Yeah, you motherf*ckas
Motherf*ckas goin' for bad and shit
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 shit played out my brother
I ride by and gun done motherf*ckers
Whether friend or foe bro
Steppin' on my toes, your ass has gotta go
Now heres how the shit took place [How'd it go?]
A nigga waved a tre eight in my face [Damn]
Screamin' that shit about the Squab Mob
Talkin' big shit about the South Park
Said he's gonna stop me
Pissed off cause I'm down with the 5th Ward posse [Um-Hmm]
Shit didn't make me numb
I ain't scared of no goddman gun [My nigga]
Once I sw 'em break I stuck 'em [What about his 3 guards?]
F*ck 'em!
I'll put him on his ass cause he's bigger
Then worry about the other 3 niggas
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 goddamn 12 gauge
If the punk don't keep ya
I'll be forced to hit ya wit the street sweeper
Ya ass 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 niggers left for dead
It doesn't pay to check cards
Cuase I'm sendin' motherf*ckas to the morgue...