The Secret
Geto Boys
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You know what? I'm destined to be the last man standin Carefully mappin my escape through plannin Come in and get it, and leave here with it Makin fo' sho' that I'll be free when I hit It's like a dope man's lotto, the dope man follows The rule here is simple and this is my motto To get it how you get it homey, Marciealago Get you a house built {?} Cause when it's over it's over, no cheese to borrow You f*ck around, get indicted, ain't no tomorrows My homey locked up, been six years tight But six years is nothin, cause this kid's life is off is a cage, for the rest of his days A price that he paid for the mistake he made So I'm more focused cause my lifestyle's bogus I got to get out cause this fast life's over [Chorus: x2] You've got seasons to prize, {?} to send You'll find the peace in the end Don't cry, the secret is to win They say the ends, justifies the means So I guess a drug dealer justifies the fiends Poverty and unemployment justifies the screams The reason he stacks his paper just to buy it clean 2006 with shoes the size of me But in the end he wasn't really what he tried to be I'd never let no war justify me I question how hard some of these cats really be Cause real niggaz don't speak, our actions talk more Don't make me flip and turn these streets into a chalk war I do this for all the real niggaz that smoke trees The hustlers, players, pimps, and O.G.'s For the up-and-comin cats to the old schoolers The ones that remember Private Stock and Calvin Coolidge It's a struggle to make it, keep pushin See how far you can take it, two eye or one eye navigate it what [Chorus] I know this cocksucker pullin me over because of my skin But the secret is to win, so I hold it in I'm yessir'n, no sir'n, but when he pull off he diss A motherfuckin, dick-suckin, redneck son of a bitch All it takes is one pussy who ain't gettin none to catch you on a dark street, and put you to sleep Dude was one deep, at the sto', he said I ain't no ho Got clapped in the back of his 'fro, woo It didn't have to go like that, believe me mister Someday, niggaz gon' respect these pistols Play the safe, get out the way, when a fool got the ups Pride'll get a motherfucker shot in the guts And remember this before you grown, and the day that you gone Greed it don't last too long The secret is to {?} up out the game and have money for life Not to stick around 'til you lose all your shit to the vice [Chorus]
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Written by: BRAD JORDAN, JAMES PRINCE, TONY RANDALL, T HERRON, MIKE DEAN, WILLIE DENNIS, J JONES, P SAWYER, ANTHONY GILMOUR
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