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Geto Boys

Genres: Hip-Hop

Geto Fantasy Lyrics - Geto Boys

I used to watch TV and see the superstars 

Three story mansions and fancy cars 

Now picture that a Geto Boy walking that life G 

Coming up in a house full of negativity 

 

Everybody drinking everybody smoking 

Everybody cussin' and fussin' like hell I'm hopin' 

That I can raise up outta this mess 

I'm 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 

Fuck that shit the jailhouse 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 building 

Anybody ain't with that can step the fuck back 

It's 41 for the poor one never cries 

 

I used to dream about getting 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, well I don't live here any more 

Oh no, no, no geto fantasy 

Geto fantasies, well I don't live here any more 

Oh no, no, no 

 

He said he'd open opportunity 

But to me ain't no open opportunity 

So shut your Mickey D's down in my community 

'Cause it ain't helping feed me or my family 

 

And that's the reala and you can give a 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 

 

So when they cross these roads they'll be prepared 

And never show no respect to these hoes that never cared for 

'Cause 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 you 

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 geto fantasy into a nightmare 

 

Geto fantasies, well I don't live here any more 

Oh no, geto fantasy 

Geto fantasies, well I don't live here any more 

Geto fantasy 

 

Geto days keep geto thoughts relevant 

But geto ways make murder rate prevalent 

You feel me? I been through many geto episodes all the same 

When will niggas learn to use they mind and maintain 

 

See you're always on the defense, relying 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 killings in the hood 

From child abuse to drug dealings 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 it, can't nobody take it 

Geto fantasies become realities if you don't let 'em shake it 

 

Geto fantasies, well I don't live here any more 

Oh no, geto fantasy 

Geto fantasies, well I don't live here any more 

Oh geto fantasy, geto fantasy 

 

Geto fantasies, I don't live here any more 

No, no, no 

No, no, no 

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