Geto Boys - City Under Siege Lyrics
[ Scarface ]I like to teach the world to beA dope mayn just like meI like to front the world some cokeAnd let them sell for meBorn in the ghetto as a street thugAt age 16 I started sellin cheap drugsExtacy will cost you threeA year later I robbed a dope house and stole a ki36 is what I countNow multiply 36 with 700 a ounceBag it up and make my profitBut some ***** mutha*****a in offices tryin to stop it[ Bushwick Bill ]And the bastard that's stoppin the busIs the same mutha*****a that delivers to usHe's payin off the copsTriple-crossin the middle man tryin to give the smaller pusher power[ Willie D ]The politicians are playersReagan and Bush were cuttin tough on NoriegaNow the juices are sourRemember politician means schemin for power(You know what a hossa is?That's a pig that don't fly straight)--> Tony Montana[ Scarface ]Now let's go back to the pastThe mutha*****a who needs to be tried is Ronald Reagan's assAppointed Bush to the C.I.A.(That shit was coldPut Noriega on the payroll)All of a sudden shit changedRight after '88 (Yeah, yeah, yeah)Hm - ain't that strange?Some think I'm goin too farBut if you wanna go to war, I take you to war[ Bushwick Bill ]They don't care about niggas on welfareAs long as their kind ain't thereYou've got my ki's on a freezeMutha*****a, my city's under siege(Today's specialIs ghetto dope)[ Willie D ]Willie D sell out, you can squash that fastHere's a hit and a half for your assPolice brutality is now a formalityThey're kickin our ass and we're payin their salary[ Scarface ]The average cop with a badge is a *****Back in high school they used to get their *****in ass kickedAll of a sudden they're snappin necksPuttin niggas in check, makin threats, sayin I'm next[ Willie D ]I laugh at a mutha*****in law manWithout the piece, *****, you're nothin but a raw manYou couldn't hang if you were cappin or punchin(So go suck a dick and write or ticket or somethin)[ Scarface ]Can't understand my city's under siegeTill the Ak clockin g'sGot a Coupe De Ville, got a rag and ridin '83sCopper wanna play the AkGuess they think I'm slayin crackMutha***** the '50s, they can't stop me, got my corner backRocks and rocks and rocks galoreI left the cut and then I sworeNever be a stupid ass, I'll nevfer leave the cut no moreThe dope game ain't no joke[ Willie D ]Mutha*****as will die for this, they go for brokeRock houses open and bustedAnd the ***** that got you busted(Was the ***** that you trusted)Pimp on me, and I'll make bailHunt you down and kick your ass through the goal post of hell(Are you lighter on a female figure?)Hell nah, I ***** her up just like I ***** up a niggaRed, grab the pump (Bill, pass me my nineNow tell em what's on your mind)[ Bushwick Bill ]You goddamn parents are a tripThe streets got your babies cause you're full of that bullshityou tell your kids drugs'll ***** up their healthAnd you're geekin your goddamn selfBut I won't blame it all on youYou stupid-ass teachers can suck my dick tooI walk around with a smirk***** school, ***** curfew, ***** homeworkAnd mutha***** a damn copI never ride down my block without my gun bein *****edYou won't get a chance to slay meI wont' be an accident like Ada DelaneySo when you step out of line(*shots*) I'm goin for mineD.O.A. is how they pronounce youNo suspect, no motive, no clueWhen you hoes say 'stop', I be damned if I freezeI truly believe my city's under siege(Today's specialIs ghetto dope)
