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Geto Boys

Genres: Hip-Hop

Scarface Lyrics - Geto Boys

(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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