Another Nigger in the Morgue2

(album: We Can't Be Stopped - 1991)

[Scarface]
Let me get when I rock the...the..the...
This shit ain't got no fuckin drums in it man
Daym, wht don't you put some fuckin drums in the music
So I can

Get down to businees
I think it's time I paid a little visit
To my run down neighbourhood cemetry
To tally up the people I buried
57, 58, 59, All laying down in the same line
You sorry motherfuckers couldn't handle me
I done fucked up 17 families
So bring it on if you wanna play
Huh, make my motherfucking day
Cause you'll be one dead motherfucker black
I'ma put you ass on you back
I won't play no games wit cha boy
You'll just be one more nigger in the morgue

Yeah I like that man
That shit sounds kinda funky don't it
Hahahaha, yo let me finish this freestyle tho man
Hold 'em down, hold 'em up, yo

It's gonna be a killing after midnight
Niggas getting reday for a big fight
You could say this one's a murder by a lunatic
Hear me living on your ass bitch
Loading up my weapons getting ready for
Another street sweeping neighbourhood drug war
Police come around in a meat wagon
Knowing that tonight they'll be dragging
Off motherfuckers to a six fot ditch
I hope ya insruance paid up bitch
Cause tonight is the night motherfucker
Be a good killer or a damn good ducker
Cause if you ain't, your ass is falling to the paint
Bloodshed seems to make a nigga faint
Not me with a .9 in my hand
I couls fall asleep lying next to a dead amn
Ya gotta understand me
It's been a vet sorry motherfucka laying out dead see
So if you wanna come, come hard
Or you'll just be another nigga in the morgue

Yeah, you motherfuckas
Motherfuckas going for bad and shit
You know what I'm saying
But you'll be another niger in the morgue motherfucker
Oh yo, check this out

But getting back to the bloodbath
You motherfuckas out there go for bad
That shit played out my brother
I ride by and gun done motherfuckers
Whether friend or foe bro
Stepping on my toes, your ass has gotta go
Now heres how the shit took place [How'd it go?]
A nigga waved a tre eight in my face [Damn]
Screaming that shit about the Squab Mob
Talking big shit about the South Park
Said he's gonna stop me
Pissed off cause I'm down with the 5th Ward posse [Um-Hmm]
Shit didn't make me numb
I 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 bigger
Then worry about the other 3 niggas
All of them ran to get backup
That's 12 more bodies I'ma stack up
Open up the trunk in a rage
And loaded up my goddamn 12 gauge
If the punk don't keep ya
I'll be forced to hit ya wit the street sweeper
Ya ass shouldn't a started no static g
12 gun shots automatically
I ain't going out like no sucka
I'm going out like a crazy motherfucka
Everybody knows that I ain't got it all
And I don't give a fuck about none a y'all
Hit 3 or 4 in the head
That's 3 or 4 niggers left for dead
It doesn't pay to check cards
Cuase I'm sending motherfuckas to the morgue...