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Mr. Scarface Is Back


Artist: Scarface
Genres: Hip-Hop
Total songs: 5
Year: 1995

Mr. Scarface Lyrics - Mr. Scarface Is Back - Scarface

Mr. mr. scarface from walking down the block 

Out jumps some fiends and steals all his rocks 

Pulls out a gun and shoots down all the fiends 

And mr. mr. scarface went up the block again 

 

(all i have in this world all i have in this world 

All i have all i have all i have in this world) 

 

Ahh yeah hah 

Mr. scarface is back in the motherfuckin house once again! 

Yea droppin some of that new 

Mr. scarface two, on your motherfuckin ass 

So suck a nigga dick, or make a nigga rich 

Or something, bitch 

 

Verse one: 

 

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I don't give a fuck about the chatter in the background 

Niggaz get beat when they step this is axe down 

If you don't know, i recommend you check 

And ask them motherfuckers, how many heads i put to rest 

I play a game but the game ain't roulette 

Slangin cane is the thang and i beat 

That there's a lot of wannabe scarfaces 

I've heard the name in ninety-nine different places 

I'm here to squash it all original will speak 

Scarface on your ass from the streets 

I left my cut, in fear of a prison term 

They wanna put me in a chair and let me burn 

But go to prison on a murder rap, fuck that 

I refuse to be a visitor in state's camp 

So i broke and left behind all i worked for 

Either that or be sentenced for a drug war 

And many want to know why i've slowed up 

It's either that or get fucked 

Cause laws get happy on the trigger 

Say fuck it put a cap in a nigga 

But this ass ain't made for no caps homey 

This ass says 'exit only' 

So i get in the wind but hey 

A nigga still sold a quarter everyday 

I sat around for six months black 

Waitin for the day to make a comeback 

And now i'm ready for combat 

Mr. scarface is back 

 

Photos 

 

Chorus: repeat 2x 

 

(all i have in this world, all i have in this world 

All i have, all i have, all i have in this world) 

Nobody knows my name, they'll only know this face 

On the farilla my nigga just call me scarface 

 

Verse two: 

 

Aiyyo bido, drop that shit 

Yeah, heh heh 

Back in the south park, six o'clock on the dot 

Checkin on my old rock spot 

I seen the same old set 

Heh, the small timers see me so they jet 

Buildin one-twenty-eight 

I got myself a bag and i can't wait 

To cut em up small to make a profit 

Niggaz on the cut short stop it 

Fiends'll see em small then they go 

Where, to see the motherfuckin pro 

One nigga got pissed 

And started reachin for his shit 

Three-fifty-seven on your ass fool 

Like i said before, you don't get a second chance dude 

Unloaded on his ass he was hurt 

Six shots put his dick in the dirt 

Laid him out like a motherfuckin rug 

Gettin pumped full of thirty-eight slugs 

Some other niggaz stepped out y'all 

Aww shit, i had to make a phone call 

 

Hello? 

Hay jay 

Whassup? 

I'm in a little trouble man 

Where you at? 

I'm out here in south park village 

Stay right there, i'll be right on 

C'mon let's take these motherfucers to war main 

 

Jay called up some niggaz from the 5th ward 

And came back with a motherfuckin hit squad 

Motherfuckin uzi machine 

Big chief packed an m-16 

Will and ak with a banana clip 

And little bill had a god damn pistol grip 

I hit a little laugh and got me a buzz 

And that's about the time they got drugged 

One more war took place 

You can call me the shit started, or call me mr. scarface 

 

Chorus 

 

Verse three: 

 

Damn, check this shit out 

Later on, all alone, you know what happened next 

Another bitch came by to give me sex 

It was kind of strange i was thrown off 

The last bitch got her head blown off 

But fuck i ain'tsta pass up no pooty 

She started strippin at the door, oh goody 

I got in that ass with the quickness 

Fuckin her down with the diznick 

I didn't have to pretend i loved her 

All she wanted me to do was just fuck her 

So i gave it up to the lady 

And all she said was 'fuck me baby, fuck me baby' 

I started stroking in an outrage 

The whole while i was starin at my twelve gauge 

The bitch was makin noise i said i'm killin her 

And all the while my dick was hard and he was still in her 

I made a nut as she fell to the floor 

I heard a knock on the front door 

I grabbed the twelve gauge from the bed head 

Who is it? (fred) who? 

Who the fuck is fred, i stood by the door 

By that time someone jumped in the window 

Now what the fuck was i do? *bam bam bam* 

The bitch packed a twenty-two 

Hit him in his head, there she laid him 

The nigga standin by the door i sprayed him *automatic fires* 

And headed for the back 

I seen that same old brown cadillac 

It kinda fucked me up at first 

Cause the nigga that drove that caddy rode away in a hearse 

I opened up fire on the ride g 

Who i was shootin for was standin right behind me 

I had a double barrel pointed at my ass 

 

Could this be the end of mr. brad? 

I don't know what happened to the slut 

Well that's about the time the closet door it opened up 

*kicked open* on your ass trick! 

I'll be damned if i go out like the last bitch! 

Heh, five-oh's on my ass main 

They know me by the face, but they don't know my last name 

Now i'm back on the case 

Yeah, just call me mr. scarface 

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