The party people in the crowd, you never get restless

Motivated by the boys from 5th Ward Texas

Fresh and modern day, rest are from the past

And like a hit from the pipe, we give you a blast

I'm on the job I can't STOP, it's you I ROCK

The undisputed in the place, call me jukebox

And there's, no man on earth that's greater, than the top hit creator

Dedicated to my rhymes, Johnny C's - no perpetrator

He's nothin nice, so precise, he's cold as ice

Ready Red the grand wizard of a DJ slice

And we're the Geto Boys, the suckers we de-stroy

So party people get up, and let's make some noise



GE-TO BOYS WILL, ROCK YOU

THE GE-TO BOYS WILL, ROCK YOU

Nowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww



On jukebox you call me sire, so 

And to all you suckers punks, who step out ring

The executioner of rap, and you'll understand

The mic is taken by Johnny, my mellow my man



Well I'm the greatest ever placed on a 12 inch plate

Formula consists of all that I think you'll hate

Your attitude been mo' bitter, still and all who cares

While you're on a pedestal you're living MY nightmares!



Seeeeeee I'm an MC trainer, sucker MC restrainer

Picasso was a painter but I'm, an edutainer

Entertainin all suckers, make them lose all poise

Party people get up, and let's make some noise



GE-TO BOYS WILL, ROCK YOU

THE GE-TO BOYS WILL, ROCK YOU

Nowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww



I'm a rhyming individual who stays on wax

Kamikaze with the future, and I break backs

So keep the competition comin and I'll box 'til I'm gone

You'll be jockin Prince Johnny 'til the early morrrrrrrrn



The most fierce vigilance, and mean jukebox

Has got the fury of the beat that makes yo' body rock

Superior to all foes, inferior to none

Suckers admire just like 

A harcore commentator with a story to tell

Yo before you battle me you'd rather run through hell

Pushin out of straightjackets, and suckers can't hack it

You say one lyric sire will attack it

Gladiator of records, amputator of wax

And I'm slicin them up, like a ninja in black

I dominate, eliminate, everything you write

I leave a sucker missin 3 every time he bites

And the Boys could never fail, can't you tell

Go ahead and diss us cause we must prevail



GE-TO BOYS WILL, ROCK YOU (YEAHHH~!)

THE GE-TO BOYS WILL, ROCK YOU

Nowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww



I'm your whack abolitioner, nothing is yet formal

Rhyme metriculator, leavin all abnormal

Agony's intensified when the battle is made

Reputation I'm holdin leaves you suckers afraid

Misuse a dumb opponent, determine his fate

Vocabulary, is why musically I'm great

Seniority over all, supreme assistant to no

Johnny C's the commentator - and the best I know

See I'll make a song worth singin and it's you who'll sing

Just to hear the name Johnny makes your eardrums ring

Prematurely you attended, but we was recommended

You're a aucker homeboy from a sucker you're descended



GE-TO BOYS WILL, ROCK YOU (YEAHHH~!)

THE GE-TO BOYS WILL, ROCK YOU (HA, HA, HA!)

THE GE-TO BOYS WILL, ROCK YOU

THE GE-TO BOYS WILL, ROCK YOU



Rock you!