Da Good Da Bad & Da Ugly

Intro:
[willie d]
Geto boys
(g.b.)'98
We gonna set this shit straight, belive that
Don't you wish sometimes you can be free
Free from incarceration
Free from paying them bills
Free to come and go when ya feel
Most of all, free from them haters

Verse 1:
[willie d]
So many problems that exist in my world today
When i'm deceased, i want my little baby girl to say
That he was real
He loved me with all his heart
He loved mama too
Even though they sometimes fought
A young nigga in the ghetto
With plenty of dreams
Surrounded by the police
And many of fiends
At 13 started mobbin'
14 started robbin'
It's hard to have morals and values
When you're starvin'
Abused, misused, and plus a bad dresser
Nobody ever told me i was special
I put a gang of tears in my mamma's eyes
But she died
Before i got a chance to apologize
It hurts to see my baby sister feeling the pain
It hurts to see my baby brother still in the game
Ain't nothin' change but my finances
I still be stressed
All these motherfucking worries got a nigga depressed
I'm just tired
Every night, i pray to jesus, rescue me
>from the poverty, hate, racism and diseases
So the lord said
He prepared a place for me
And when he do that
I'ma be free, yeah

Chorus:
I wanna be free
No more player hater
I gotta be free

Verse 2:
[scarface]
Now as i walk around in my drawers
Outside smoking weed while i scratch my balls
I'm reminsing on my homies who been lock tight
Or got light
Behind trying to feed their family one night
It's not right
Suppose you watch your mamma suffer
Cause ain't another
Her kids trying they off they ass
It's gettin' rougher and tougher
By all means nigga get your cream
Stop storming what they calling this american dream
And why you looking up for a role model
You be your model
Look who we follow
Niggas forgot about the problem
And single parent upbringings
We doing bad on our ass
Nigga fuck singing
How you gonna tell me to keep it positive
And growing up i didn't have a pop to give
So these mother fucking streets is where i gots to live
Fuck what you saying 'bout me
I'm sittin'on a couple g's and smoking weed
I'm free

Chorus:
I wanna be free
No more player hater
I gotta be free
I wanna be free
Gettin' tired of waitin'
I gotta be free

Verse 3:
[willie d]
Nobody understands me but me
It used to bother me at first
But now my conscience is free
I ask the lord to give me strength
And bless the hood
And keep these fake motherfuckers out my life for good
Knock on wood
I'm still here through all these trials and tribulations
Tryin' to make it
Shit, a lot of niggas couldn't take it
My girls hate it
When i go to clubs and stay out late
She think i'm fucking around with hoes
Gimme a break
Get off my case
Can i be committed to you
And ride 'round without feelin' tied down
Damn girl, i catch enough hell on the streets
When i come home
I want some tender lovin' and peace
No one can take your place, you my ace
I dig your jealously boo
But sometimes i need my space
I keep you laced
Like you won the lottery see
But god damn i gotta be free

Chorus:(2x)
I wanna be free
No more player hater
I gotta be free
I wanna be free
Gettin' tired of waitin'
I gotta be free

[ verse 1: scarface ]
The heavy hitters from the hou, tex, back in effect
Even rougher than ever, what the fuck did you expect?
The g.b. to apologize?
For never givin a fuck?
Hittin muthafuckas up?
Still the rawest in this street thing, i read things
Stayin high as a fuck in a bentley bumpin sweet thing
And we came to reincarnate the real
Hardcore gangsta shit for y'all still
Goin insane, puttin a bullet in your brain
Leavin you shocked, fuckin the world like pac
Settin niggas up like puerto-ricans to stop breathin
Cause destiny caught up with yo ass and got even
And i'm seein your whole family ripped apart
Follow in the steps of a nigga with no heart
I'm suicidal, manic depressive, seekin guidance
I speak to shrinks every week, must inquire
They lyin, on the verge of settin off the war
Fuck the police (dump them bitches in they car)

[ chorus: scarface ]
Cause the police is bitches
The niggas is bitches
The bitches is bitches
The politicians is bitches
The bitches is bitches
The niggas is bitches
The police is bitches
The bitches is bitches
The politicians is bitches
Kkk, they bitches

[ verse 2: willie d ]
Die muthafucka, die muthafucka, die muthafucka
Die muthafucka, that's the message
To the bitches in the white dresses
I got some shit to make the room rock
If you don't wanna feel the pain, you keep your asses in the boon docks
Dumb muthafuckas with your pick up trucks
Gave muthafuckas jammin sticks up butts
I shoot your asses in the guts and leave your brains on the windshield
You muthafuckas shoulda been killed

[ verse 3: scarface ]
Murder-murder-murder, kill a muthafucka still
Watchin the military blowin bitches up at will
On the brink of startin world war iii, fuck peace
Cause to me an a to a k spells relief
Blow this muthafucka up, fuck sadam
Sneak up on his ass with a rifle, fuck a bomb
Remember 'nam? niggas got killed in desert storm
When the well being of my kids is at stake i'm alarmed, heavily armed

[ verse 4: willie d ]
Muthafuck the judge, the jury and the prosecutor
Diverted juda, i smoke buddah and roll with shooteres
War recruiters, the type of niggas that'll run you down
Pistol whip you in front of your family and gun you down
With no compassion niggas be blastin and blastin
And blastin, like ??? niggas be passin
We mashin on muthafuckas tired of breathin
Niggas get even, leavin your loved ones grievin
Fuckin with heathens, the graveyard be your residence
I don't give a fuck if you the goddamn president
It's evident, i'm a survivalist
Two in the back of the head is what my rivals get
Child molesters, i hate them muthafuckas, let's kill em
??? for fuckin with our children
Blood-spill-em along with the deadbeat dads
We needs to straight check they ass
Cause they bitches

[ chorus: scarface ]
The police is bitches
The niggas is bitches
The bitches is bitches
The politicians is bitches
The bitches is bitches
The niggas is bitches
The police is bitches
The bitches is bitches
The politicians is bitches
Kkk, they bitches

[ intro: willie d ]
Thugg niggaz
Ha-ha-ha
Callin all thugg niggaz
(callin all thugg niggaz)
This shit is for y'all
Worldwide
Just like geto boys
(geto boooys!)
I know y'all niggas gon' feel this shit right here
(g.b.!)
We're goin through the same thing

[ verse 1: willie d ]
Weapons bein loaded and cocked, bodies drop
Ghetto niggas, they hang on the corner sellin rocks
Fuck the cops, they brutalize the poverty-stricken
Institutional racism prevalent in prisons
Quick decisions are made with precisions of blood-spill
Gotta make a mill, got a house on the hill
Protect my grill, and avoid gettin killed
Now if i land on the concrete with bloody pants
Lord please, give your homeboy a second chance
Baby need a new pair of shoes, and a college fund
My p.o. wanna know how i got a gun
I'm in the presence of my enemies like in the bible
Will i see heaven if i murder these fuckin rivals?
I'm havin nightmares of niggas' final cries
If i die today, will i be idolized?
I gives a fuck, if you dwell from the east to west
As long as you feel the south, nigga, you can bet
I got...

[ chorus: doracell ]
Nothin but that gangsta shit to my thugs
Puffin on a gang of shit smokin luv
Niggas gangbang and shit, rub-a-dub
No matter what you claim and shit, throw it up (2x)

[ verse 2: doracell ]
Lord, see me, to the last year, my islamic roots
Forgive me what i past did, hustlin for loot
Pass the casket, lookin at my friend in basket
Touch him with my lips, feelin like he blasted
I never seen a man cry
But my lifestyle is fear, sittin around watchin muthafuckas die
The faces of death
Who coulda predicted 2pac would be next?
Read ghetto text: if you live by the sword
Or speak about it too much, you gon' die by the sword
So think about it, do us an injustice, you know time flies
Life, i can't trust it, so i stay high
Six-time felony, no one can handle me
I'm constantly fuckin up my family
To the moms a casualty, i got love
But this a little gangsta shit, to my thugs

[ chorus ]

[ verse 3: dmg ]
I be a muthafuckin thug till the day i die
Called in this world to be a rider, so i'm ridin high
My blood-shot eyes coincide with my frame of mind
Forever mobbin with my niggas from offa both sides
It's g.b. family, fuck y'all bitch-mades
We in the game to run the whole thang
Return and leave from a to z
Bonafied thug in my blood, part of the ghetto
Niggas runnin when i'm up in meadow
I'm black devil with the shovel when i'm near, nigga
Don't fear, nigga, this is war in yo ear, nigga
Right here, nigga, real niggas
Representin thugs, we all action
We body-baggin (body-baggin) and toe-taggin
Your reaction is flatline, no pulse
Straight killers, thugg niggaz with no heart

[ willie d ]
And that's how that shit go, nigga
We ain't gon' never stop doin this shit
I know them muthafuckas can't stand it
When them goddamn geto boys come hot
Cause we gotta represent niggas all over the muthafuckin world
We got geto boys all over the world
And that's why we always break shit down
To the muthafuckin smallest compound
Nigga, you fuck with us
You hoes'll get mugged, drugged
We ain't havin no muthafuckas down in the fuckin front row
Gettin kisses and hugs
Nigga, that's how we doin that shit
Down south, muthafucka

[ verse 4 scarface ]
Get em up, nigga, buck-buck, represent yo shit
Smokin weed got you fucked up, now you niggas hit
Fuck with me, nigga, what's up talkin all that shit
Now we face to face, muthafucka, who you with?
Ain't nobody got your back now, you in trouble
Oh, he know how to act now, huh? we in double
Always sickin out and stomp out, nigga gettin nervous
And that stutterin in your voice, pal, that's gon' get your service
Ain't no muthafuckin game, nigga, disrespect
Remember the next time that bullshit gon' get you x-ed
Do yo thang, but don't you ever trick
Don't you ever switch, if you get caught, then don't you ever snitch
If you do, you'se a bitch, full of shit
Lots of holes in ya
Pop a hole in a hoe nigga

[ chorus ]

(scarface talkin')

(scarface & willie d)
I got a partner who been gone but we [??]
And i ain't seen him since he's been gone imagine that
A young nigga in the hood i grew up in
Fightin a battle in the system that no one wins
And all these niggas go for bad when they lose friends
Gettin impossible to top all the loosed ends
My homeboy lost his sista in a carry
He's still alive but through her eyes he done saw her death
And when he came he was violent
And when he left she was silent (silent)
No other way left to describin
You tellin niggas keep they heads up you fool you
When they killin niggas like they used to
And ain't no muthafuckin body fightin back
Pretty soon they gon be hangin blacks (why?)
Cause niggas won't react we're takin eye 4 an eye
And a tomb for tomb do them bitches like they do us
Cockin back and shoot

(chorus #1)
Lockin low standin at the end of the road
Glocks explode you muthafuckas reap what you sow
Lock the doors ain't nobody leavin alive
At the end of the line we gotta die

(chorus2)
That's why we're takin eye 4 an eye
And a tomb for tomb
Do them bitches like they do us
Cockin back and shoot
Lockin low standin at the end of the road
Rob and blew
You ride 4 me i ride 4 you

(verse 2)
And when you pop them muthafuckas
You pop them bitches till they stop bleed
I'm coming through and my glock leaps
And they stop breathin
You tell his muthafuckin mama:'stop grievin'
Cause we're not leavin
Until she know how to feels to lose a loved one
Muthafuck' a redneck race
(fuck that nigga let's slug one nigga)
Tied the bitch by his ankles to the back of a truck
Rag his ass till his body parts whip to fuck up

(chorus #1)

(verse 3)
That's why i'm keepin my peace of mind
Poverty destruction to be destroy
Everything that they'd touches
Leavin niggas on crunches
And the whole neighborhood in pain
We bow our heads and continue to pray

(chorus #1 + #2)

(verse 4)
You disrespect our community when you come around
[??] of black ministers to calm us down
Bitch fuck peace and the police
Until the bullshit cease it's a war in the belly of the beast
A neck-turner-learner
I keep my finger on the fuckin trigga
I ain't scared like these other niggas
Black life bein lost to you cannibal types
While you're fightin over animal rights
You cannibal wives
And cavitate 'em like they did do
And let em wroughtin the woods
Leave em sittin over burnt food
It's cold blooded
Cause we can't get a fair shot
We did in 20 years for dime rocks
Three strikes and shit for niggas and the rod doles
Not for the crack it's all for [??] and i hope (i hope)
But painfully we're all overcomin
But ain't no muthafuckin singin
You want drama we can bring it

(willie d)
Look i'ma say this shit one time and one time only
We ain't against all white people
But we are against all white people that's against us
Fuck all you muthafuckas!!

(verse 5 & chorus #1 + #2)
Fuck the jail cells
Fuck the [?maniac ass dogs?]
Fuck the chewing tobacco
Fuck the confederate flag
And fuck your militias
Your shotguns in the back of your pickups!
You cow-herdin, sheep-fuckin, horseback-ridin
Berefoot-walkin, tractor-drivin, trailer-parkin
Cousin-fuckin, nigga-jew-hatin
Redneck racist (you muthafucka!!)
You muthafuckas are unbelievable
Y'all talkin all that shit about go back to africa
You were'nt talkin all that shit when we was out there in them fields sweatin
Pickin that cotton for y'all muthafuckin asses
Re-feel this muthafucka
We deserve just as much if not more
Prosperity then you hoes do
Angry white men
Who the fuck you angry with
You should be angry with your muthafuckin self
Because we don't own corporate america
Y'all do
Corporated america is 70 % white male anglo saxon
Y'all run the muthafuckin
Y'all took the job lower these
You wanna be bad at somebody
Be mad at your goddamned self
But if you wanna get it on we can get it on muthafucka
Till the break of dawn you understand what i'm sayin
You wanna race war
We got it
I ain't scared to you muthafuckas

[ verse 1: willie d ]
Picture me broke and disgusted, livin like a fuckin bum
Raggedy clothes, not knowin where my next meal comin from
I want the american dream like dusty rolls
Got my eyes on paper, fuck these musty hoes
Foes die slower than an aids patient
To a tombstone my enemies lead chasin
The police wanna see me in an early grave
But i ain't trippin on em muthafuckin pearly gates
Ways to get a nigga 'fore he get me
Always keep my 'stola with me
Never beg for my life if they muthafuckin hit me
Face, are you with me? (hell yeah)
The d.e.a. tryin to put me in a jail cell
(hell yeah) but i refuse to be locked up
(hell yeah) give me a quart of ki rocked up
(hell yeah) money and murder, that's my motto
I take my chances in the ghetto, fuck the lotto

[ chorus: scarface ]
I live my life for the moment, fuck tomorrow
Still kill, beg, borrow

Money is power
Rocks is powder
Glock in trousers
Block is ours
Sold flour
Hood sours
Crime towers
Scream louder

[ verse 2: scarface ]
Bein broke got a muthafucka focused on the wrong things
Livin illegal, armorin the regal with gold danes
Twistin muthafuckas up, killin em even quicker
Niggas on a suicidal mission to get the scrilla
Anybody peeler, i'm still a homicidal killer
Mob with gorillas, servin the fiends smokin chillers
And i'm - so high - that i - can touch the sky
Above the fallin rain
Let me explain, in these streets no pain
Murder your partner if he crosses you, nigga, do your thing
It's a struggle for position in this cold dark world
Survival of the realest geto boys and girls
So what you waitin on, get your muthafuckin ranks
And your muthafuckin bank, serve your muthafuckin hank
And your dank, i don't think the sun don't shine
In 1999 - so grind
Ain't no sense in dyin without a dime
Listen to the muthafuckin rhymes

[ chorus ]

[ verse 3: willie d ]
Day dark, walk through the valley of the shadow of death
I fear nothin
We all gotta die of somethin
Don't blame me if i capitalize
Give me the dope and lock me up if i happen to rise
Despise any human that ain't a substance to my lifestyle
Put me out my mysery, i might smile
Why plan the future when everyday there's a new opponent
I'm livin for the muthafuckin moment, dmg, get on it

[ verse 4: dmg ]
Well i, nigga, i come to ride
Down for the southside
Drive by your community
I'm doin him, we bombin
Droppin on your muthafuckin squadron
Heartless, bring these muthafuckas rigor mortis
For the moment, ??? bonin, who want this?
Come on and let me know you really, really want it
I'm here, now for life, straight up and down, mangler
??? strangler, hang you up
Niggas get smoked like herb
Inner cities to suburbs
Word em up, fuck em up, tired of bein flat
With nothin but these clothes on my back
(no scratch) fuck that with the middle finger
I'm tryin to turn my grass greener
And fertilize my pocket size - for the moment

[ chorus ]