You Ain't Nothin'

Nowwwwwwwwwwww You been lost your style, and your lyrics are foul Yo you wannabe a bro, then let us show you how Sucker frezer, party pleaser, not a bit of the whack And Ready Red never lacks, because he's right and exact He'll strip, and let it rip, so all you suckers start puffin We're the Geto Boys, and you, you ain't nothin {*sample of "you ain't nothin" repeats*} We're the Geto Boys, and you, you ain't nothin Al Capone ran Chicago, and we run rap And like a sniper, we'll wipe ya, right off of the map You're nothin more than confetti, you run with the wind You wanna rumble with the mighty you can never pretend To all you sap suckers out huffin, and puffin We're the Geto Boys, and you, you ain't nothin {*sample of "you ain't nothin" repeats*} We're the Geto Boys, and you, you ain't nothin Ready Red's our musician, me and Box are the writers We're tearin down the place, like kung-fu fighters Cause I'm fast, to give the party a boost Kickin ass, like his oriental homeboy Bruce So to all you imitators, who's only good for bluffin Compared to the Geto Boys you ain't nothin {*sample of "you ain't nothin" repeats*} Cause we're the Geto Boys, and you, you ain't nothin {*sample of "you ain't nothin" repeats*} You rappers on the wax may say we're intruders We're the future millionaires, what you say, ente-pe-neuters Now Red's the gold digger, fast on the trigger To keep you off his girly cause she's got a def figure Jealousy's written, all over your face Because you know - the Geto Boys are takin over the place We're showin off a little bit because we're in that position Braggin on our jockey because he's back on a mission We're rulin - and schoolin - all you hip-hop clowns Hope you've heard and observed all our super def sounds And one day, you may be the one to be protestin Compared to the Geto Boys, you ain't nothin {*sample of "you ain't nothin" repeats*} We're the Geto Boys, and you, you ain't nothin Boy to me you're mere dirt, that I sweep off the ground Nothing's bad, but your breath, so comprehend to the sound I'm criticizing you're despisin, the way I rock It's not before cause you're the weakest faggot on your block Right back in your mouth weak rhymes we'll stuff it We're the Geto Boys, and you, you ain't nothin {*sample of "you ain't nothin" repeats to end*}