GETO BOYS - City Under Siege lyrics

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I like to teach the world to be

A dope mayn just like me

I like to front the world some coke

And let them sell for me

Born in the ghetto as a street thug

At age 16 I started sellin cheap drugs

Extacy will cost you three

A year later I robbed a dope house and stole a ki

36 is what I count

Now multiply 36 with 700 a ounce

Bag it up and make my profit

But some pussy muthafucka in offices tryin to stop it

[Bushwick Bill]

And the bastard that's stoppin the bus

Is the same muthafucka that delivers to us

He's payin off the cops

Triple-crossin the middle man tryin to give the smaller pusher power

[Willie D]

The politicians are players

Reagan and Bush were cuttin tough on Noriega

Now the juices are sour

Remember politician means schemin for power

[Tony Montana](You know what a hossa is?

That's a pig that don't fly straight)


Now let's go back to the past

The muthafucka who needs to be tried is Ronald Reagan's ass

Appointed Bush to the C.I.A.

(That shit was cold

Put Noriega on the payroll)

All of a sudden shit changed

Right after '88 (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Hm - ain't that strange?

Some think I'm goin too far

But if you wanna go to war, I take you to war

[Bushwick Bill]

They don't care about niggas on welfare

As long as their kind ain't there

You've got my ki's on a freeze

Muthafucka, my city's under siege

(Today's special

Is ghetto dope)

[Willie D]

Willie D sell out, you can squash that fast

Here's a hit and a half for your ass

Police brutality is now a formality

They're kickin our ass and we're payin their salary


The average cop with a badge is a bitch

Back in high school they used to get their fuckin ass kicked

All of a sudden they're snappin necks

Puttin niggas in check, makin threats, sayin I'm next

[Willie D]

I laugh at a muthafuckin law man

Without the piece, bitch, you're nothin but a raw man

You couldn't hang if you were cappin or punchin

(So go suck a dick and write or ticket or somethin)


Can't understand my city's under siege

Till the Ak clockin g's

Got a Coupe De Ville, got a rag and ridin '83s

Copper wanna play the Ak

Guess they think I'm slayin crack

Muthafuck the '50s, they can't stop me, got my corner back

Rocks and rocks and rocks galore

I left the cut and then I swore

Never be a stupid ass, I'll nevfer leave the cut no more

The dope game ain't no joke

[Willie D]

Muthafuckas will die for this, they go for broke

Rock houses open and busted

And the bitch that got you busted

(Was the bitch that you trusted)

Pimp on me, and I'll make bail

Hunt you down and kick your ass through the goal post of hell

(Are you lighter on a female figure?)

Hell nah, I fuck her up just like I fuck up a nigga

Red, grab the pump (Bill, pass me my nine

Now tell em what's on your mind)

[Bushwick Bill]

You goddamn parents are a trip

The streets got your babies cause you're full of that bullshit

you tell your kids drugs'll fuck up their health

And you're geekin your goddamn self

But I won't blame it all on you

You stupid-ass teachers can suck my dick too

I walk around with a smirk

Fuck school, fuck curfew, fuck homework

And muthafuck a damn cop

I never ride down my block without my gun bein cocked

You won't get a chance to slay me

I wont' be an accident like Ada Delaney

So when you step out of line

(*shots*) I'm goin for mine

D.O.A. is how they pronounce you

No suspect, no motive, no clue

When you hoes say 'stop', I be damned if I freeze

I truly believe my city's under siege

(Today's special

Is ghetto dope)

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