| Scarface:
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| What if I learn to work your beat
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| And fuck with you in the ways that you fuck with me
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| And underline all y’all downfalls for ya
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| Catch you fuckin' up and bring the pound down on ya
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| Infect your neighbborhood with this drug called hate
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| Ish out your income and control y’all fate
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| Provide you motherfuckers with this shit that look cool
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| And price it outta range to keep your ass outta school
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| You don’t work you don’t eat you don’t eat you don’t sleep
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| And then I got your ass apon these motherfuckin' streets
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| Poising your own breed turning you from Jesus
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| Get you out your faith and hit your ass with diseases
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| And now you can’t reproduce there goes your children
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| Don’t worry about you dying slow I’m a get to killin'
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| And shot up your motherfuckin' dreams fromt he jump
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| And hold you in the penitentiary like a punk
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| But you can’t do shit unless a motherfucker tell ya
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| You ain’t a motherfuckin' man, nigga, yous a failure
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| You wonder why I hate cha and I paint this picture?
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| Cause the government is fucked up and I ain’t that nigga
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| So you can point the fingers at the motherfuckin' press
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| Cause they be feeding me with all the shit that I address
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| It ain’t my motherfuckin' fault niggas ain’t learnin'
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| We in too deep and ain’t no returnin'
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| Willie D:
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| Willie D is my motherfuckin' name
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| Lettin' you hoes know is my motherfuckin' game
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| You got a problem with the way I drop my bloww
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| Bring it to the G to the motherfuckin' E to the O
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| I’m a let you hoes know the deal
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| You can’t FUCK with Will, Face and Bill
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| I got niggas fully strapped with lots of nuts
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| And niggas in the back of ridah trucks
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| Do I give a fuck about America? |
| (FUCK NO!)
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| Call me a patriot bitch I’m a buck yo, ass
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| Right up your motherfuckin' shit creek
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| She got some negativity with Willie D
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| Well then let the bitch be
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| Scarface:
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| In the begining motherfuckers pack straps
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| Puttin' they eyes on any motherfuckers back
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| You got out of line they hit your ass with the gat
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| Let you die where you lay and left your ass for the rats
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| Thats how it was and I can see it all again motherfuckers goin' crazy
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| Like they did when I was ten
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| I’m goin' through the same shit that my daddy went through when he was 22
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| Now who, the fuck to blame for the condition that we in
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| Pursue the game or end up back up off my shit again
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| It’s kind of easy how we make your choice
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| We go to ghetto tactic labratorites providing?
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| Well anyways that’s how I seen it then
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| But now I realize white collar criminals had to bring it in
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| And now I go against my own kind
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| With the mentallity that these niggas been after me a long time
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| And if I’m caught up then I’m OUTTA HERE
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| But if you caught up you outta here
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| And then you wonder what we learned while we’ve been trapped here
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| We figured out how to adapt here
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| Willie D:
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| Edgar Hoover I wish you wasn’t dead
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| So I could put a bullet in your motherfuckin' head
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| Goddamn faggot motherfuckin' drag queen
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| I know you put the hit on Martin Luther King
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| And Fred Hampton, Malcom and the others
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| You red neck punk motherfucker
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| Bob Dole keep you motherfuckin' mouth shut
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| Before a nigga beat your old ass up
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| Jumpin' on the rap bandwagon ain’t helpin' it
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| You need to be concerned about the motherfuckin' deficit
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| I’m the type of nigga throw a party when the flag burn
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| I’m at the point of no return |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Point of No Return , by - Geto Boys. Song from the album The Resurrection, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп