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Geto Boys

Genres: Hip-Hop

The Secret Lyrics - Geto Boys

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 keep you a dollar though 

 

'Cause when it's over it's over, no cheese to borrow 

You fuck 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 in 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 

 

You've got seasons to rise 

And moments to descend 

You'll find peace in the end 

Don't cry, the secret is to win 

 

You've got seasons to rise 

And moments to descend 

You'll find 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 

 

Two thousand and six 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 board 

I do this for all the real niggaz that smoke trees 

The hustlers, players, pimps, and OG'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 

 

You've got seasons to rise 

And moments to descend 

You'll find peace in the end 

Don't cry, the secret is to win 

 

You've got seasons to rise 

And moments to descend 

You'll find the peace in the end 

Don't cry, the secret is to win 

 

I know this cocksucker pullin' me over because of my skin 

But the secret is to win, so I hold it in 

I'm yes sir'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 

 

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 win, jump out the game and have money for life 

Not to stick around 'til you lose all your shit to the vice 

 

You've got seasons to rise 

And moments to descend 

You'll find peace in the end 

Don't cry, the secret is to win 

 

You've got seasons to rise 

And moments to descend 

You'll find peace in the end 

Don't cry, the secret is to win 

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