Willie D:
Aye yo, check dis dope ass beat out!
Yea, Willie D back in da muthaf*cking house and i got my niggas,
Da menace clan on dis one to help me out.
And we representing our god damn selves!
Cause how the f*ck you gonna tell me how to get to where i'm going
If you don't know where the f*ck you going?
man das da blind leading the muthaf*cking blind.
Assassin of Menace Clan
Verse:
I could've been a leader not a follower a coach not a baller.
I could've had progress.
I could've lived wit less stress,
but i took it upon myself and played the cards i was dealt.
Thought about my self.
F*ck everyone else!
And they said f*ck me too,
but it was cool like that.
You see my mission was paper chasing and putting the hood on the map.
Now I've done been there,
done that,
took 1 step and 2 back.
For the life of me, I'm thinking,
When the f*ck was i thinking?
Should've smelled the shit stinking but I'm stuck with a code.
Niggas wait around to see if I'm come up or fold.
but i can fold like a bitch
And it's too late to switch.
I was brought up to make it
See the chance and take it
Find a rule and break it
Locate the badge and shake it
and against all odds,
Get the f*ck out of dodge.
Talk about niggas with records that the state kept filed.
Young, blind, and wild.
An uncontrollable child in the ghetto.
And I'm settling for more everyday
And when i make up my mind I'm gonna get back in line but now i'm
[chorus x2]
Blind leading da blind
in a world of wars i search for peace of mind,
and stabilility
for my niggas and me,
This ain't the way life is supposed to be,
in the ghetto
Dee of Menace Clan
Verse:
I looked out my window what did i see?
It was a crack head nigga staring dead at me
He said can i get a muthaf*cking nickle for 3.
I told his ass 10 or better in his wore out sweater.
He got a daughter, He ain't fed her
He'd rather get high
In his eye i see the demon
I can hear babies screaming.
Fiending!
It's demeaning, to see him,
to be in the ghetto,
but this is where i settle.
Now what would you do wit a strap in yo hand?
Gangsters do what they want to,
Sucker do what they can.
My role model sips on a forty bottle.
in his footsteps i follow, grab the brew and take a swallow
I've been living on the streets since the age of thirteen.
cause i was sick of being raised by a dope fiend.
I so seen, babies needing similac,
Money that was meant for similac, was spent on crack.
Now do you wanna?
No, ah... there's liquor store on every corner
and niggas ain't the owner.
Listen... we cant afford to send our kids to school but they got the
knowledge.
Spend our money with the Japs, and they send there kids to college.
Now here we are: hoes, dope dealers, and bums,
at the white man's table still begging for crumbs but its the
[chorus x2]
Willie D of Geto Boys
Verse:
Niggas shoot ball
(Niggas shoot the laws)
Niggas shoot the does.
(Niggas shoot the love)
Niggas shoot up
(Niggas shoot pool)
but watch out cause niggas shoot niggas too
so what the f*ck am i to do when niggas falling down like flies?
and this muthaf*cking money staring me in the eyes!
and my brother saying come on in, stop bugging!
but we done already lost 3 uncles and 5 cousins to the streets.
Niggas shit deep!
No room for the maple leafs,
Cause muthaf*ckas play for keeps
My road dog got shot with a tech.
The bullet went through his face and came out his muthaf*cking neck.
i want respect when i step on the field!
So the Nigga that killed. I gotta kill before these niggas get some bright ideals.
And start thinking we hoes are something.
So when i see that muthaf*cka! Nigga!
Nigga straight dumping!
[chorus x2]
[Thanks to shadikn3 for correcting these lyrics]