Bling Leading The Blind Lyrics - Singles - Geto Boys

Hey yo, check dis dope ass beat out 

Willie back in da muthafuckin house and I got my niggas 

Da menace clan on dis one to help me out 

And we representin our God damn selves 

'cause how da fuck 

You gona tell me how to get to where I'm goin 

When you don't know where da fuck you goin 

Man das da blind leadin da muthafuckin blind 

I could'v been a leader not a follower a coach not a balla 

I could've had progress 

I could've lived wit less stress 

But I took it upon myself and played da card I wuz delt 

Thought about my self 

Fuck everyone else 

And they said fuck me too 

But it was cool like that 

See my mission was paper chasin and puttin da hood aon da map 

Now I've done been there 

Done that 

Took one step and dew back 

For da life I wuz takin 

Wut da fuck wuz I thinkin 

Should'v slowed it down but I wuz speedin 

And I wuz stuck with a code 

And niggas waitin around to see if I wuz gonna come up befo 

But I can fold like a bitch 

Seen da chance to switch 

But I wuz brought up yo make it 

Seen da chance to take it 

Find a rule and break it 

Take a badge and shake it 

And against all odds 

Get da fuck outta dodge 

But I'm a nigga wit records dat da state can't file 

Young, blind, and wild 

An uncontrollable child in da ghetto 

But seddling fo mo everyday 

And when I make up my mind I'm gonna get back in line but now i'm 

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Blind leadin da blind 

In a world of wars I search for peace of mind my stabillity 

Fo my niggas and me said da way life wuz supposed to be in da ghetto 

I looked out my window wut did I see 

It wuz a crack head nigga starin dead at me 

He said can I get a muthafuckin nickle for three 

I told his ass to da better in his rorock swetta 

He got a daughter he ain't fed her 

He'd rather get high 

In his eye I see da demon 

I can hear babies screamin 

Feenin 

It demeaning to see him 

To be in the ghetto 

But this is where I settle 

Now wut would you do wit a strap in yo hand 

Gangstas do wut dey wunt to 

Suckas do wut dey can 

My role modle sips on a forty botlle 

In his footsteps I follow grab da brew and take a swallow 

I've been livin on da streets since da age of thirteen 

'cause I wuz sick of being raised by a dope fiend I so seen 

Babies need similac money dat wuz meant for similac wuz spent on crack 

Now do you wanna 

No I don't and it's a liquor sto on every cona 

And niggas ain't da owna 

Now listen, we cant afford to send our kids to school but dey got da 

Knowledge 

To spend dey money on da chaps when we could send our kids to college 

Now here we are: hoes, dopes, dealers, and bums 

At da white man's table still beggin fo crumbs but it's da 

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