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fuck 'em - geto boys lyrics

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(chorus)
“f-ck em, fu-fu-f-ck f-ck em all”
“i bury those c-ckroaches”
“what’d they ever do for us?”
“i bury those c-ckroaches”
“f-ck you man!”

[willie d]
i gotta bone to pick cause i’m sick
of you motherf-ckers talkin sh-t
we pick you up, you put us down and i’m mad
time to talk about your dog -ss

[scarface]
jealous motherf-ckers its seems wanna try the ak’
“how do you do em?” f-ck em up like a cardiac
so if your curious get a blood donor
cause i’mma f-ck you up so bad, that you’re momma won’t know ya
i pity the fool who diss the mastermind of wreckin sh-t
now let me tell ya somethin b-tch
get yaself headstone and a box of pine
cause when i catch up with ya, ya -ss is mine
the line is drawn word is bond
the motherf-ckers who crossed it are dead and gone
punk motherf-ckers gon suck a d-ck
bushwick, “yeah money” what you think about this bullsh-t?

[bushwick bill]
f-ck those unknown motherf-ckers
with a 10 foot pole that can’t touch us
before the geto boys came around
you can’t front their clout, h-town was no town
yeah we know you still skeptic
cause we ain’t kissin no god d-mn -ss to be accepted
and if you’re waitin on that to happen sucka
you’ll be a waitin motherf-cker
sh-t outta luck, stuck and got f-cked
fo’s up to those who down with us
and to you other mothaf-ckas in the atmosphere
i’m sayin f-ck you loud and clear

(chorus)

[bushwick bill]
radios, newspapers, tvs
spreadin lies across the seven seas
many people thought we couldn’t endure
n-gg-z are buyin now they ain’t so sure
billboard has us check out our status
i don’t understand you hoes, whats the matter

[willie d]
the motherf-ckers are sick
constipated, col’ fulla sh-t
they tried to keep us off the market
straight up hoe sh-t, they had to stock it
my back don’t pack no monkeys
cause i kick mo’ -ss than a donkey
i gotta pump but i will jump
yous a punk or a one on one ya run to the trunk
if you’re motherf-ckin fee fista shoo
i’m willie d and i came to say, f-ck you!

f-ck you has been stated by the underground master
show me a hacidity b-tch and i’ll blast her
f-ck you is what ourselves should do
and spit on ya nasty -ss when i’m through
you don’t like me, cause what ya see is a figure
i’m a for real -ss n-gg-
i won’t iron your clothes or pay rent at your place
there ain’t a d-mn thing baby about my face

[bushwick bill]
the whole faculty’s on crack
you say i can’t wear my hat, but yo, f-ck that
you call yourself teacher, but whats bein taught?
how to f-ck kids and not get caught?
how can your teacher reach ya
their too busy in the halls tryin to f-ck the other teacher
bushwick bill (? some jamaican i imagine?)

[ready red]
f-ck the motherf-ckin critics, f-ck newspapers
f-ck the radio stations
and f-ck your parents against rap
we buried ya f-ckin c-ckroaches

[willie d]
to every motherf-cker who diss my crew
i’m sayin f-ck you, now what you hoes wanna do?
i gotta awesome noise in my blazer for instance
some sh-t that’ll shake the ground so keep ya distance
parents confiscate my tapes
sendin letters and sh-t talkin bout how they hate
the alb-m controversy’s they’re rebellin
i don’t give a f-ck cause the sh-ts still sellin
so this is how the d’ll respond
i’mma cuss my -ss off for your daughters and sons
and if you don’t like it spouse
you can suck my d-ck until your lips fall off
i’ve had it up to here with this bullsh-t
to each i preach without a pulpit
calls i don’t do, nails i don’t chew
whenever i fix my mouth to say, f-ck you

“i bury those c-ckroaches”

- geto boys lyrics

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