Intro:   Boys and girls      Scarface:   I remember in the 80's me and pops would rock   In a 7 0 chevy with the drops in slot   Use to pass me pepsi cola while he drunk him a pint   Tippin' to the southside runnin' a light   Use to have me up in 3rd ward checkin' his traps   Collectin' his scratch protection' his snap   Use to always tell a nigga keep your mind on paper   Bitches in your head you keep your eyes on paper   Cause a niggas definition is a killa for scratch   You kill a motherfucker you kill him for that   You got caught up in this shit that means you fucked it up   Old man spittin' game so I sucked it up   Old enough to do my own thang got me again   Flip my second paycheck to cop me a lid   Went and seen my homie short dawg that slided me a track   Went to mase's pawn shop and got me a gat   Didn't know this crack shit I got my uncle to cook   With my eyes on my paper I just fubbled and looked   Impatiently waitin' for the pot to boil   Man I can't wait to see your rock from ?    Put my work upon the table and it's startin' tonight   Time for me to bring brad jordan to life   Sat my ass upon the corner till it started to bounce   Glock scratchin' reach that and started her out   It wasn't long before I was goin' for nine   I'm seventeen around millionaires goin' for mine   And if you got off in my way while I was headed for that   You found your ass misplaces with your head in your lap   And niggas is gettin' shiffer with time   That's why you never see me with a partner in crime   I'm down and dirty nigga fuck the world   And that's what seperated geto boys from girls you know?       Bushwick bill:   5th ward is the spot where niggas get shot   Hoes sell cock and every block is hot   Niggas start shit but they don't start it with bill   Cause them motherfuckers know they're blood gonna spill   Ever since I was a kid growin' up in the bottom   I beat a niggas ass and if I didn't I shot him   Never gave a fuck about his family cryin'   Bottom line, better his than mine   You come around me with that live shit I kill it fast   I throw a search party for your fuckin' stankin' ass nigga   Cause it's a motherfuckin' rep thang   You got a set of nuts you better let them motherfuckers hang   Even if you're facin' 20 years you never rat   You do your time and you come on back   And if he a homie he really take care of your people while you're gone   And bless you when you come back home   Do your time and don't whine is the motherfuckin' anthem   That's the type of shit most niggas can't phantom   Them bitches tongues come unfurled   But that's what seperated the ghetto boys from girls c'mon      Scarface:   I bet you often wonder how niggas survive in the trail   You got jacked and took six and died in your house   And motherfuckers sat and grieved your death   One of them motherfuckers counted up the keys then left   Kind of strange the game it took a change for the worse   Split the brain get the cain get back to your dirt   And keep the jack you did up under your hat   Cause if the word got out you killed him then they killin' you back   I never thought that '86 would bring me trouble again   You'd think but these niggas on some up shit like double your pay   And gives a fuck about respect and joy   So how the fuck you figure niggas got respect for a hoe   But then again niggas always put their trust in a bitch   But in the end it's another nigga bustin' yo shit   Fucked around and had to flee the world   Cause you couldn't seperate the geto boys and girls      Willie d:   Geto boys is the motherfuckin' shit never forget   Them southern niggas made your mind play tricks   Never the less I left the group in '91   Niggas was mad, I had my gun   They had they guns too I wasn't snoozin'   Cause I knew that if it came down to it they would use 'em   If it was goin' down right then I didn't give a fuck   We was gonna tear this whole motherfuckin' city up   And nigga that's real comin' from the south   You wack ass rappers watch your motherfuckin' mouth   Preachin' that positive bullshit you can save   Cause your positivity ain't gettin' motherfuckers paid   It's g.b. and willie d reunited   Sendin' niggas back to the studio to get they shit tighter   And niggas thought it wouldn't happen again   But we sat down and settled our differences like men   And put the bullshit behind us   Cause fuckin' off money ain't a plus it's a minus   We did what other niggas to big to do when they twirl   And seperating geto boys from girls c'mon      Man on phone:   A.j. you know I spent 23 years in the prison. you know I'm still in prison   You know they they uh uh reannounced us, blacks, we represent 37% of the   Prison system throughout the country. 37%. but we don't represent but but   12% of the country. now that's diproportionate and ain't no joke you know.   It's it's now by coincidence or by ? it's by design. by the year...2015.   They gonna have 70% of our community locked up. I'm talking about black   Gonna be locked up within they community. it's gonna be like it war   Zone...ghetto.