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Scarface - Jesse James lyrics
Snuck up behind him, had his hands in his pocket Too my pistol out, unlocked it Pulled the hammer back and - cocked it And left his shit all on the carpet I seen a (murder, murder) I pin-pointed my target I'm making my way up out the building I got the nigga that I came here to get, notify his children That they old man done fell up out the game Because I came to this muthafucka and killed his ass just like Jesse James Think it's a muthafuckin game? I come around this muthafucka and kill yo ass just like Jesse James What's my muthafuckin name? There'll be no witnesses to this homicide No re-enactment on the late night news to be re-dramatized All you got is a nigga with a dot In the middle of his muthafuckin head he been shot Dropped in the middle of the floor and he ain't breathin And the nigga's on the go cause we ain't seein He did his dirt and got the fuck up out the picture The hollow point just hitcha, out of line, so it got witcha Call the muthafuckin helicopter But ain't no hope, cause the Tina broke that nigga off a hella proper That oughta hold your monkey ass (muthafucka, you) That oughta teach your funky ass (muthafucka, you) I know this muthafuckin game is sheift And you done lost the fuckin game of life And that's a muthafuckin shame You let a nigga come around and do yo ass just like Jesse James And that's a muthafuckin shame You came around this muthafucka and let me do ya like Jesse James Think it's a muthafuckin game? Wait - this muthafucka got me bent, I gots to - break Because this nigga done put his hands all up in my - face He best to chill before I hit him with this - lace And catch this muthafuckin case Cause once I got it blind, then he done with Because I'm true to myself, fuck the dumb shit You ain't no muthafuckin gangsta, gee And when I get up out your ass you gon' realize it just ain'tsta be It ain't no studio up in me And all that bullshit I'm hearin you talk only offends me And lately I'm under a lot of pressure It seems to me you can't come clean, so yo, I gots to check ya I pull my .45 and (buck, buck, buck, buck) And right before he die I (fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck) I could give a muthafuck about the sentence I snatch yo ass up off the hinges cause I'm (SCREAMING FOR VENGEANCE) Cause life has no meaning, no meaning We were all born to die, so no screaming Think it's a muthafuckin game? I come around this muthafucka and cut yo ass just like Jesse James Put out your muthafuckin brains I come around this muthafucka and do yo ass just like Jesse James Think it's a muthafuckin game? |
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