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Still
by Ghetto Boys

Scarface:
Still
Kill
Still
Kill

Willie D:
Back up in your ass with The Resurrection
Is the group harder than an erection
That shows more affection
They wanna ban us on Capitol Hill
'Cause it's die muthafuckas, die muthafuckas still

Bushwick Bill:
All along it was the Geto, nothing but the Geto
Takin' short steps one foot at a time and kept my head low
And never let go, 'cause if I let go
Then I'll be spineless, I'm goin' insane

Scarface:
I think my mind just goes outta control
And judge on subjects muthafuckas read about
I touch on the shit that they be leavin' out
I seen this muthafucka's 9 smokin'
I seen the same nigga with the 9 die with his eyes open
And simply what this means is
He didn't know that every dog had his day
Until he seen his
I bet you muthafuckas will too
Because it's die muthafucka, die muthafucka still, fool

Scarface: Die muthafuckas, die muthafuckas still, fool
Willie D: Die muthafuckas, die muthafuckas still
Scarface: Die muthafuckas, die muthafuckas still, fool
Willie D: Die muthafuckas, die muthafuckas still
Scarface: Die muthafuckas, die muthafuckas still, fool
Willie D: Die muthafuckas, die muthafuckas still
Scarface: Die muthafuckas, die muthafuckas still, fool
Willie D: Die muthafuckas, die muthafuckas still

(I-I. I. I think it's something in the water man, it's-it's gotta be in the water.)

Bushwick Bill:
Aw, fuck; Chuck's on a killin' spree again
With guillotines for men
I walk around town with a frown on my face
Fuck the whole world, fixin' to catch a murder case
The murder rate

Scarface:
May increase if you're caught up in the world
While it's dyin', I guarantee you're fryin', 'cause I am
On the verge of knockin' muthafuckas out for no reason
Once I get down there'll be no breathin', it seems when
Muthafuckas wanna calm down, put his palm down
Seems I gots to lay the law down
Now it's on, pow, what you to do? I'm askin' you

Willie D:
Step to face, I'll break your ass in two, bastard you
Rather swim in some fuckin' hot tar
Before you fuck wit' Willie D, 'cause what I got for
Your ass will make ya shit your meal
'Cause it's die muthafuckas, die muthafuckas, still

Scarface: Die muthafuckas, die muthafuckas still, fool
Willie D: Die muthafuckas, die muthafuckas still
Scarface: Die muthafuckas, die muthafuckas still, fool
Willie D: Die muthafuckas, die muthafuckas still
Scarface: Die muthafuckas, die muthafuckas still, fool
Willie D: Die muthafuckas, die muthafuckas still
Scarface: Die muthafuckas, die muthafuckas still, fool
Willie D: Die muthafuckas, die muthafuckas still

(... real life.)

Scarface:
(Tell me) How many niggas brought they irons tonight? (I did)
(Tell me) How many niggas wanna ride tonight? (I do)
Pick out our victims when the time is right
We get they ass up off the corner 'cause they dyin' tonight

Willie D:
Niggas be all up in my mug
But it's a different story when them muthafuckas coughin' up blood
(When he died, looking in his eyes, glossy as he cried)
I bust another cap in his ass and he died, time is 5

Bushwick Bill:
Niggas be shootin' the gif like they for real
But when it jumps, they ain't got no murder skills
So Bill just chops 'em down, watch 'em fall
And cut they ass head to toe, jaw to jaw

Willie D:
But I'ma make your bitch ass holla
'Cause I'ma put a hole in your head
The size of a half a dolla'
(Fuck around and get your cap peeled 'cause this is)
Die muthafucka, die muthafucka (kill)

Scarface: Die muthafuckas, die muthafuckas still, fool
Willie D: Die muthafuckas, die muthafuckas still
Scarface: Die muthafuckas, die muthafuckas still, fool
Willie D: Die muthafuckas, die muthafuckas still
Scarface: Die muthafuckas, die muthafuckas still, fool
Willie D: Die muthafuckas, die muthafuckas still
Scarface: Die muthafuckas, die muthafuckas still, fool
Willie D: Die muthafuckas, die muthafuckas still

(... we gettin' shit done, you know what I'm sayin'? Geto Boys, 1996. The year 2000 and forever. And the shit don't stop until I say it's over with, muthafucka. Know what I'm sayin'? This is Geto Boys for life.)

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