GETO BOYS - ANOTHER NIGGER IN THE MORGUE Lyrics

(Scarface)Let me get when I rock the...the..the...This shit ain't got no fuckin drums in it manDaym, wht don't you put some fuckin drums in the musicSo I canGet down to busineesI think it's time I paid a little visitTo my run down neighbourhood cemetryTo tally up the people I buried57, 58, 59, All layin' down in the same lineYou sorry motherfuckers couldn't handle meI done fucked up 17 familiesSo bring it on if you wanna play Huh, make my motherfuckin' dayCause you'll be one dead motherfucker blackI'ma put you ass on you backI won't play no games wit cha boyYou'll just be one more nigger in the morgueYeah I like that manThat shit sounds kinda funky don't it Hahahaha, yo let me finish this freestyle tho manHold 'em down, hold 'em up, yoIt's gonna be a killin' after midnightNiggas gettin' reday for a big fightYou could say this one's a murder by a lunaticHear me livin' on your ass bitchLoadin' up my weapons gettin' ready forAnother street sweepin' neighbourhood drug warPolice come around in a meat wagonKnowin' that tonight they'll be draggin'Off motherfuckers to a six fot ditchI hope ya insruance paid up bitchCause tonight is the night motherfuckerBe a good killer or a damn good duckerCause if you ain't, your ass is fallin' to the paintBloodshed seems to make a nigga faintNot me with a .9 in my handI couls fall asleep lyin' next to a dead amnYa gotta understand meIt's been a vet sorry motherfucka layin' out dead seeSo if you wanna come, come hardOr you'll just be another nigga in the morgueYeah, you motherfuckasMotherfuckas goin' for bad and shitYou know what I'm sayin' But you'll be another niger in the morgue motherfuckerOh yo, check this outBut gettin' back to the bloodbathYou motherfuckas out there go for badThat shit played out my brotherI ride by and gun done motherfuckersWhether friend or foe broSteppin' on my toes, your ass has gotta goNow heres how the shit took place [How'd it go?]A nigga waved a tre eight in my face [Damn]Screamin' that shit about the Squab MobTalkin' big shit about the South ParkSaid he's gonna stop mePissed off cause I'm down with the 5th Ward posse [Um-Hmm]Shit didn't make me numbI ain't scared of no goddman gun [My nigga]Once I sw 'em break I stuck 'em [What about his 3 guards?]Fuck 'em!I'll put him on his ass cause he's biggerThen worry about the other 3 niggasAll of them ran to get backupThat's 12 more bodies I'ma stack upOpen up the trunk in a rageAnd loaded up my goddamn 12 gaugeIf the punk don't keep yaI'll be forced to hit ya wit the street sweeperYa ass shouldn't a started no static g12 gun shots automaticallyI ain't goin' out like no suckaI'm goin' out like a crazy motherfuckaEverybody knows that I ain't got it allAnd I don't give a fuck about none a y'allHit 3 or 4 in the headThat's 3 or 4 niggers left for deadIt doesn't pay to check cardsCuase I'm sendin' motherfuckas to the morgue...