Geto Boys - Point of No Return lyrics

Intro: G.B. ha ha youknowhatI'msayin'? Geto Boys in the house for the 1-9-9-6 (G.B.) (x16) Scarface: What if I learn to work your beat And f** with you in the ways that you f** with me And underline all y'all downfalls for ya Catch you f**in' up and bring the pound down on ya Infect your neighbborhood with this drug called hate Ish out your income and control y'all fate Provide you motherf**ers with this sh** that look cool And price it outta range to keep your a** outta school You don't work you don't eat you don't eat you don't sleep And then I got your a** apon these motherf**in' streets Poising your own breed turning you from Jesus Get you out your faith and hit your a** with diseases And now you can't reproduce there goes your children Don't worry about you dying slow I'm a get to k**in' And shot up your motherf**in' dreams fromt he jump And hold you in the penitentiary like a punk But you can't do sh** unless a motherf**er tell ya You ain't a motherf**in' man n***ayous a failure You wonder why I hate cha and I paint this picture? Cause the government is f**ed up and I ain't that n***a So you can point the fingers at the motherf**in' press Cause they be feeding me with all the sh** that I address It ain't my motherf**in' fault n***as ain't learnin' We in too deep and ain't no returnin' Willie D: Willie D is my motherf**in' name Lettin' you hoes know is my motherf**in' game You got a problem with the way I drop my bloww Bring it to the G to the motherf**in' E to the O I'm a let you hoes know the deal You can't fu*k with Will, Face and Bill I got n***as fully strapped with lots of nuts And n***as in the back of ridah trucks Do I give a f** about America? (fu*k NO!) Call me a patriot b**h I'm a buck yo, a** Right up your motherf**in' sh** creek She got some negativity with Willie D Well then let the b**h be Scarface: In the begining motherf**ers pack straps Puttin' they eyes on any motherf**ers back You got out of line they hit your a** with the gat Let you die where you lay and left your a** for the rats Thats how it was and I can see it all again motherf**ers goin' crazy Like they did when I was ten I'm goin' through the same sh** that my daddy went through when he was 22 Now who, the f** to blame for the condition that we in Pursue the game or end up back up off my sh** again It's kind of easy how we make your choice We go to ghetto tactic labratorites providing ? Well anyways that's how I seen it then But now I realize white collar criminals had to bring it in And now I go against my own kind With the mentallity that these n***as been after me a long time And if I'm caught up then I'm OUTTA HERE But if you caught up you outta here And then you wonder what we learned while we've been trapped here We figured out how to adapt here Willie D: Edgar Hoovar I wwish you wasn't dead So I could put a bullet in your motherf**in' head Goddamn f*ggot motherf**in' drag queen I know you put the hit on Martin Luther King And Fred Hampton, Malcom and the others You red neck punk motherf**er Bob Dole keep you motherf**in' mouth shut Before a n***a beat your old a** up Jumpin' on the rap bandwagon ain't helpin' it You need to be concerned about the motherf**in' deficit I'm the type of n***a throw a party when the flag burn I'm at the point of no return