[Scarface] Let me get when I rock the...the..the... This shit ain't got no fuckin drums in it man Daym, wht don't you put some fuckin drums in the music So I can
Get down to businees I think it's time I paid a little visit To my run down neighbourhood cemetry To tally up the people I buried 57, 58, 59, All layin' down in the same line You sorry motherfuckers couldn't handle me I done fucked up 17 families So bring it on if you wanna play Huh, make my motherfuckin' day Cause you'll be one dead motherfucker black I'ma put you ass on you back I won't play no games wit cha boy You'll just be one more nigger in the morgue
Yeah I like that man That shit sounds kinda funky don't it Hahahaha, yo let me finish this freestyle tho man Hold 'em down, hold 'em up, yo
It's gonna be a killin' after midnight Niggas gettin' reday for a big fight You could say this one's a murder by a lunatic Hear me livin' on your ass bitch Loadin' up my weapons gettin' ready for Another street sweepin' neighbourhood drug war Police come around in a meat wagon Knowin' that tonight they'll be draggin' Off motherfuckers to a six fot ditch I hope ya insruance paid up bitch Cause tonight is the night motherfucker Be a good killer or a damn good ducker Cause if you ain't, your ass is fallin' to the paint Bloodshed seems to make a nigga faint Not me with a .9 in my hand I couls fall asleep lyin' next to a dead amn Ya gotta understand me It's been a vet sorry motherfucka layin' out dead see So if you wanna come, come hard Or you'll just be another nigga in the morgue
Yeah, you motherfuckas Motherfuckas goin' for bad and shit You know what I'm sayin' But you'll be another niger in the morgue motherfucker Oh yo, check this out
But gettin' back to the bloodbath You motherfuckas out there go for bad That shit played out my brother I ride by and gun done motherfuckers Whether friend or foe bro Steppin' on my toes, your ass has gotta go Now heres how the shit took place [How'd it go?] A nigga waved a tre eight in my face [Damn] Screamin' that shit about the Squab Mob Talkin' big shit about the South Park Said he's gonna stop me Pissed off cause I'm down with the 5th Ward posse [Um-Hmm] Shit didn't make me numb I ain't scared of no goddman gun [My nigga] Once I sw 'em break I stuck 'em [What about his 3 guards?] Fuck 'em! I'll put him on his ass cause he's bigger Then worry about the other 3 niggas All of them ran to get backup That's 12 more bodies I'ma stack up Open up the trunk in a rage And loaded up my goddamn 12 gauge If the punk don't keep ya I'll be forced to hit ya wit the street sweeper Ya ass shouldn't a started no static g 12 gun shots automatically I ain't goin' out like no sucka I'm goin' out like a crazy motherfucka Everybody knows that I ain't got it all And I don't give a fuck about none a y'all Hit 3 or 4 in the head That's 3 or 4 niggers left for dead It doesn't pay to check cards Cuase I'm sendin' motherfuckas to the morgue...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
