N.O. Joe - Another n******g in the Morgue lyrics

(Scarface) Let me get when I rock the...the..the... This sh** ain't got no f**in drums in it man Daym, wht don't you put some f**in 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 layin' down in the same line You sorry motherf**ers couldn't handle me I done f**ed up 17 families So bring it on if you wanna play Huh, make my motherf**in' day Cause you'll be one dead motherf**er black I'mma put you a** on you back I won't play no games wit cha boy You'll just be one more n***a in the morgue Yeah I like that man That sh** 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 k**in' after midnight n***as gettin' reday for a big fight You could say this one's a murder by a lunatic Hear me livin' on your a** b**h Loadin' up my weapons gettin' ready for Another street sweepin' neighbourhood drug war Police come around in a meat wagon Knowin' that tonight they'll be draggin' Off motherf**ers to a six fot ditch I hope ya insruance paid up b**h Cause tonight is the night motherf**er Be a good k**er or a damn good ducker Cause if you ain't, your a** is fallin' to the paint Bloodshed seems to make a n***a faint Not me with a .9 in my hand I couls fall asleep lyin' next to a dead amn Ya gotta understand me It's been a vet sorry motherf**a layin' out dead see So if you wanna come, come hard Or you'll just be another n***a in the morgue Yeah, you motherf**as Motherf**as goin' for bad and sh** You know what I'm sayin' But you'll be another niger in the morgue motherf**er Oh yo, check this out But gettin' back to the bloodbath You motherf**as out there go for bad That sh** played out my brother I ride by and gun done motherf**ers Whether friend or foe bro Steppin' on my toes, your a** has gotta go Now heres how the sh** took place [How'd it go?] A n***a waved a tre eight in my face [Damn] Screamin' that sh** about the Squab Mob Talkin' big sh** about the South Park Said he's gonna stop me Pissed off cause I'm down with the 5th Ward posse [Um-Hmm] sh** didn't make me numb I ain't scared of no goddman gun [My n***a] Once I sw 'em break I stuck 'em [What about his 3 guards?] f** 'em! I'll put him on his a** cause he's bigger Then worry about the other 3 n***as All of them ran to get backup That's 12 more bodies I'mma 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 a** shouldn't a started no static g 12 gun shots automatically I ain't goin' out like no s**a I'm goin' out like a crazy motherf**a Everybody knows that I ain't got it all And I don't give a f** about none a y'all Hit 3 or 4 in the head That's 3 or 4 n******gs left for dead It doesn't pay to check cards Cuase I'm sendin' motherf**as to the morgue...