Nothin' To Show Lyrics - Geto Boys

I'll be damned if I'ma live without it 

I'm penitentiary real until the day I die 

I'll pull a fuckin' heist snatch away your fuckin' life 

Shake the dice, sell rocks, flip bricks 

Print up some motherfuckin' counterfeit 

It's too cold, when you made a big knot and your heartbeat stops 

And they throw you in a box and you ain't got nothin' to show 

They say the first law of nature is self-preservation 

Fuck a Play Station, my bills don't vacation 

Got a mac-11, holdin' up a bankin' center 

If they follow my instructions, they might make it home for dinner 

Cake-ass nigga in the club, bottle poppin' 

Make me wanna pop him 

He bought a drink, flashed his knot, now he dearly departed 

Broke as I was, that nigga had to be retarded 

Stung him in the cabbage with that semi-automatic 

Jacked his chain and his watch and rifled through his [unverified] 

I'll kill ya dead, rich or po', grown or a youngster 

I ain't Cody Scott but I can be a 'Monster' 

Call me a sinner but know what's funny? 

So is the dude that you give your money to on Sundays 

Like my grandmother, she paid her tithe 

Sld her place and picked up folks 

For the church and died broke, with nothin' to show 

I'll be damned if I'ma live without it 

I'm penitentiary real until the day I die 

I'll pull a fuckin' heist snatch away your fuckin' life 

Shake the dice, sell rocks, flip bricks 

Print up some motherfuckin' counterfeit 

It's too cold, when you made a big knot and your heartbeat stops 

And they throw you in a box and you ain't got nothin' to show 

You can talk that hot shit if you want to 

But it don't tell me what you won't do 

When you're down on your luck and nobody gives a fuck 

Bill collectors on your heels and they repo'n your wheels 

I done had money, been broke and had it again 

Anythang I do twice, I can do it again 

Look how many niggaz who done sold drugs all this time 

That's doin' a bunch of years are back in the hood and ain't got a dime 

Ain't no excuse for it, go on, be a man and admit it 

That come from cappin', buyin' cars and trickin' bitches 

I ain't tryin' to knock your hustle, homey that ain't cool 

But get your money, clean it up and get the fuck on fool 

'Cause your friends just wanna stunt 

And these hoes just want your bread 

And the fed is gonna hunt and these niggaz'll blow your head 

Behind beef or a fake say, dude knew your face 

So you murdered him but ain't got nothin' to show 

I'll be damned if I'ma live without it 

I'm penitentiary real until the day I die 

I'll pull a fuckin' heist snatch away your fuckin' life 

Shake the dice, sell rocks, flip bricks 

Print up some motherfuckin' counterfeit 

It's too cold, when you made a big knot and your heartbeat stops 

And they throw you in a box and you ain't got nothin' to show 

I'll be God damned if I'ma be that old nigga that live 

60 plus years and leave nothin' but bills 

'Mind Playin' Tricks' still playin' on the box 

And I'm sittin' on the porch in sweats 

And some mismatched dress socks 

Yeah right, before I go out like a busta 

I get all my fuckin' guns and kill all you motherfuckers 

I ain't gon' be that cat that's broke so he blows his brain 

I'ma be the one to kill the armored truck driver if anythang 

Fuck the fame, I want the dough 'cause when times get drastic 

You can't take a fuckin' ego to the bank and cash it 

I'm not impressed with your big house and expensive whip 

If you can't pay cash, you can't afford the shit 

They say heaven got what I'm needin' but just in case it don't exist 

I'm gettin' my flowers while I'm breathin' 

But ain't gon' be like Sammy Davis and Redd Foxx 

When Willie D check up out this bitch, he goin' out on top 

I'll be damned if I'ma live without it 

I'm penitentiary real until the day I die 

I'll pull a fuckin' heist snatch away your fuckin' life 

Shake the dice, sell rocks, flip bricks 

Print up some motherfuckin' counterfeit 

It's too cold, when you made a big knot and your heartbeat stops 

And they throw you in a box and you ain't got nothin' to show 

I told you, I was gon' give you somethin' to think about 

Shit, even if I fuck off all the money I made 

Nigga, I'ma still goddamn be paid at the end 

'Cause guess what? Got that life insurance policy 

Shit that motherfucker there's 

Better than playin' the lottery, you guaranteed to hit 

Babies, they can come up like instant millionaires 

I tell you right now, my baby's an instant millionaire 

Nigga you understand what I'm sayin'? 

Some of y'all sucka busta ass nigga 

Y'all don't understand that kind of shit 

Y'all like, worry about the bitch 

Spendin' the money on this nigga and that nigga and all this shit 

Nigga drivin' 'your car, livin' in your house 

Stop marryin' these motherfuckin' hoes, you won't have that problem