Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song A Visit With Larry Hoover, artist - Geto Boys. Album song The Resurrection, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 07.02.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Rap-A-Lot
Song language: English
A Visit With Larry Hoover |
I just be messin' with these honkeys, as usual. |
Because they ain’t worried |
about me, they got me. |
But they worried about the kids. |
Because the youth is |
more feisty now than it was. |
And the cold game is what they’re doing now, |
they done put the prisons on the open market, you know, it’s on the stock |
exchange. |
Big companies own prisons now. |
They all got stock in |
prisons—MasterCard, Smith Barney. |
These honkeys so cold out this way, |
they don’t wanna see me do nothing. |
They won’t even let my family make no |
money. |
Even with the Ghetto Prisoner clothing. |
They won’t even let my son, |
my wife, nobody do anything—they messing with the clothing company. |
They’ve been going to the manufacturers. |
Their orders ain’t getting there on |
time no more since the government got involved with this case. |
They’ve been |
going to the stores, retailers, and telling them that they can’t sell ‘em. |
They’ve been stopping the kids here in Chicago… |
— You know real ghetto boys wear Ghetto Prisoner gear. |
We have to look in the |
inside of the Geto Boys album cover and order from there, we gon' order from |
there, you know? |
‘Cause we gonna support that |
You know, it’s political. |
But see, the mayor is scared of me |
— Yeah |
The mayor is scared of me because—they gon' lay you down and put a dick in your |
ass. |
If you move your ass, they consider you rebellious, you know? |
I’m moving my butt so they consider me a rebellious nigga. |
See, |
I’m telling these young boys to put them guns down and pick up that ballot, |
you know? |
— Right |
You know, you can kill as many niggas as you want as long as you don’t go to |
the polls |
— Right |
But if you go to the polls, they gon' snatch you off the streets, you know? |
If we don’t do nothin' about this stuff in a minute, shit, we at the point of |
no return |