Lyrics Language: English Song writer/composer(s): Dante Miller, Joe Johnson, Brad Jordan, Michael Dean, William Dennis, Miles Gregory
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Geto BoysGeto Fantasy Lyrics:
It ain't shit, oh, it ain't shit, don't say it, yeah
I used to watch TV and see the superstars
Three story mansions and fancy cars
Now, picture that a geto boy walkin' that life G
Comin' up in a house full of negativity
Everybody drinkin', everybody smokin'
Everybody cussin' and fussin' like hell I'm hopin'
That I can raise up outta this mess
Too damn young to be distressed and, oh yes
I went and got what I thought was mine
Did the crime the time and a motherfucker didn't whine
But fuck that shit the jail house ain't for me
I got places to go and people to see
Wanna make millions and live to see my grandchildren
That's the motherfuckin' dream that I'm buildin'
Anybody ain't with that can step the fuck back
It's 41 for the poor one never cries
I used to dream about gettin' that cash
And buy my mama a crib and I did before she passed
I used to dream about gettin' that cash
And buy my mama a crib and I did before she passed
I used to dream about gettin' that cash
And buy my mamma a crib and I did before she passed
The good life has no equivalent
It ain't a fantasy no more because I'm living it
Geto fantasies love don't live here any more, oh no no no
He said he'd open opportunities
But to me ain't no open opportunities
So shut your Mickey D's down in my communities
Cos it ain't helpin' feed me or my family
And that's the reala twelve gauge to a nigga
Ain't got scrilla and now you got a born killer
Cap peela and while you build your penitentiaries for my children
I plant seeds for my children
When they cross these roads you'll be prepared
And never show no respect to these hoes that never cared for
Plus they only come around to the black folks
When they run they campaign and they lack votes
Once you vote 'em in they don't know
Once you vote 'em in they don't know
Once you vote 'em in they don't know
Once you vote 'em in they can't do jack for you
I guess it's true when they tell me you don't fight fair
You turn my ghetto into a seethin' messy nightmare
Geto fantasies love don't live here any more, geto fantasies
Geto days keep ghetto thoughts relevant
But geto ways make murder imprevalent
You feel me? I been through many geto episodes all the same
When will niggas learn to use they mind and maintain
You're always on the defense relyin' on your street sense
I told you once to use them sense to make dollars
Not to make a mother holler
That hard shit's kind a hard to swallow
Tomorrow there'll be more killin's in the hood
From child abuse to drug dealin's it ain't good
They want to see us stuck shit out of luck
Can't nobody ever say I didn't try to give a fuck
'Cause I did and I do the rest is up to you
No matter what you do to your hood stay true
And you'll make can't nobody take
Geto fantasies become realities if you don't let 'em shake it
Geto fantasies love don't live here any more, oh no geto fantasies
Geto fantasies love don't live any more, oh geto fan, geto fan
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