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Geto Boys - Scarface lyrics
(All I have in this world) (All I have in this world) (All I have in) (All I have in) (All I have in this world) (All I have in) (All I have in) (All I have in) (All I have in) (All I have in) (All I have in this world) (Balls) (Balls) (Balls) (Balls) [ VERSE 1: Scarface ] I started small time, dope game, cocaine Pushin rocks on the block, I'm never broke, mayn Sportin jewelry and the shit that came with rollin hard You try to school me, you'll get fucked up with no regard Boy, don't test me, cause I'm tired of teachin lessons So muthafuck you and that bullshit that you're stressin Cause it ain't nothin but the money flow in this camp And if you fuck me, you'll forever wear a stamp So watch your back and prepare for the hitman Life of the black, and the Ak won't take no shit, and You'll be bumped off, bucked off, no trace On the for realer, my nigga, just call me Scarface (Crazy muthafucka from the street) --> MC Ren (All I have in this world) (All I have in this world) (Balls) (Balls) (Balls) (Balls) [ VERSE 2: Scarface ] I'm in the South Park, night falls, over the streets It's gettin dark, Bill calls, he's been beat Round up the posse, y'all, and bring the heat And when it's over, all I want is bloody meat Boy done fuckin with me, real man, and I done told him So let's just step out on the block and pd-roll him Load up the Uzis, turn the village into a warzone Make the hit, break quick, leave your cars on Nobody crosses me, especially in this dope game So raise up off of me, I show em I don't joke, mayn Little Bill, grab your piece, pick em out Battle y'all in the street, let's put some head out Caught my ride, hit the fry, and I step calm Open fire like a lunatic from Vietnam Bullets fled to the head, bodies bled Left for dead, I pumped these bitches full of led Yo, they don't understand me, the yo, Brad, bwoy Fuck that, say goodbye to the bad guy I shot my gun in the air as I left the place You'll ask me why, but I don't care, just call me Scarface (Don't) (Don't) (Don't) (Don't) (Don't) (Don't make me act a muthafuckin fool) --> Ice Cube [ VERSE 3: Scarface ] Later on, all alone, sat around the house kickin it My girl came home, I told her shit had been Real fucked up, so girl, don't push me She pulled her skirt up, and said, "He could need some pussy" I just sat back, my legs started shakin Now here's another stupid bitch that I be breakin I grabbed the slimmy by her hand, and lead her upstairs Threw her down on the bed, and she said, "Fuck, yeah!" I opened up her legs, prepared her for the stabbin Like Mike Tyson in a brawl, boy, I was jabbin The bitch was sweatin, but I guess she wasn't bothered Cause all she said was, "Fuck me harder, fuck me harder!" I started bangin, I was bangin, dick was numbin She wasn't hangin, she was singin, "Brad, I'm comin!" Up and down, side to side, perfect timin I started stickin with the quickness, we were grindin I was just about to nut, she got on top of me I heard a (*shot*) Now what the fuck? Somebody shot at me I took a look, the girl was cooked, her head exploded Reached for the Uzi at my foot, and I unloaded Straight out the window I could hear the soldiers' footsteps I'm a taker, not a faker, I ain't been took yet So many hunters, dyin faces to the concrete Although you try to take me out, you die in one beat Of the heart, boy, how dare you suck on me? And I'ma teach you and your boys not to fuck with me Rolled out the backdoor, lookin for his bossman I'll watch him bleedin, pour his blood in a saucepan He's in his Cadillac, starin at my frontdoor I stood behind him, pulled my gun, said, "What you front for?" He says, "I'm sorry, Ak, don't kill me, I was jokin, griff" That's why your boys are on my balcony and they're frozen stiff The boy was shocked, then pulled up cops, he looked at me said, "You're a goner Cause you shot and killed the boys who worked my corner" Pulled back the hammer, put my gun up almost point blank Shattered his dome, reached in the pocket, took the boy's bank Got out the Cadillac, the copper, he said, "Stop it, freeze!" I aim my pistol for his stomach, instead I pop his knees Fell to the floor, he looked at me and he said, "Akshun, please!" I put my gun between his eyes, said, "Don't breathe" He took a breath, and he knew he'd breathe his last breath That's 20 soldiers and copper, 21 shot to death I had to leave everything I'd ever worked for But best believe, I won't get sentenced for a drug war But maybe one day in the future I can come back But until then, I'm goin home, where I'm from, black Nobody knows my name, they'll only know this face And ask my posse, they say, "We call him Scarface" Hey Conjo, mayn, listen to me, mayn Now that we got Texas fiendin, mayn It's time to make the whole fuckin world start geekin We expand across the whole muthafuckin world, mayn And we get the dope out there, mayn We fuck em up! And you muthafuckas thought I wasn't gonna make a comeback, mayn I'm gonna tell you somethin, mayn I'm comin back, mayn Geto Boys 1990 And if you ain't down with the Geto program, then fuck you, mayn |
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