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    Geto Boys

    Declaration Of War

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    [Scarface]
    Its the return of the murderer, maniac madman
    The fully automatic M-11 in the handbag
    The ending of it, the beginning of the Baghdad
    Your brains blowed out, body in a trash bag
    Unidentified, chalk him up a John Doe
    Got most of the pieces, but they aint found his arms though
    Its far from a record, Im different than these rap dudes
    A real nigga, wont hesitate to clap fools
    Ski-mask you, come up to where you lay at
    Cock back, squeeze, and put him where your face at
    The nerve of you niggaz, believin Ima play games
    You know who Im wit, so I aint gotta say names
    {*blam*} you pussy, {*blam*} cause you a black Jew
    Aint never had love for yall, make me clap you
    And its a done deal, dont fuck with what the truth is
    And hide behind that motherfuckin desk but when the truths here
    its on for ya, that mean your lifeline shortens
    Death to the niggaz who disrespected the Jordan
    Im not a pop nigga, fuck what radio say
    Fuck what video do, but this is all day
    hood nigga, I aint gotta show you what my life like
    Cause you dont persecute a motherfucker like Mike
    I aint a house nigga scum like you fools is
    I was bred born and raised in this true shit
    [Chorus]
    Funny how a nigga get caught up in all the glamour
    And then they finally come to grips that this can happen
    to anybody, wont discriminate who catch this
    Get in the way and you a victim of a death wish
    A declaration of a war and its a warning
    Follow the leader but be aware your opponent
    is in the window got guerillas where you rest at
    And prepared to hit a motherfucker, bet that
    [Willie D]
    Aight, lets get serious
    Fuck the rap game Im the realest nigga, PERIOD
    If you aint feelin me you know how it goes
    Jump bitch, I caint wait to kill one of you hoes
    Its on if you got beef
    You can be a cop, a drug dealer, or a pro athlete
    Bottom line, I dont give a fuck aboutcha
    If I pop you in the neck, I bet some blood come outcha
    While your label only behind you greasin his dick
    Your stupid ass on a video, cheesin and shit
    J aint shorted me a dime if he owe you bucks
    The way I see you a bitch and you deserve to be fucked
    Willie D is the nigga thatll bloody your clothes
    Dont think you know me cause you know the hook to "Baldhead Hoe"
    I light you up with a sawed off; and stab yo ass
    in the leg, in the chest, in the back and mouth
    [Bushwick Bill]
    Aight nigga; stab him in the leg in the chest
    in the back and mouth, let em haul him off
    Give me a motherfuckin handy shotty
    and a plug of PCP, Ill kill anybody
    Bust him in the ass til hes still
    Im Chuckwick bitch, your achilles heel
    A short nigga quick to give a tall ass-whoopin
    Got a chip on my shoulder bout the size of Brooklyn
    Lookin to start shit, I aint scary like Scooby and Shaggy
    Piss me off you better Duck like Daffy
    Even if you in a rest home Ill pop ya
    Even if you got a vest on Ill drop ya
    [Chorus]
    [ Declaration Of War Lyrics ]
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