Scarface

I started small time, dope game, cocaine

Pushin' rocks on the block, I'm never broke, mane

Sport 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 mother-fuck 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 ****, just call me 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, Will, man, I done told him

So let's just step out on the block and pita roll him

Load up the Uzis, turn the village into a war zone

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, mane

Little Bill, grab your piece, pick 'em out

That or 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 lead

Yo, they don't understand me, the yo, Brad, boy

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

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, "Hey, you 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' bad, 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, 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 dying, faces to the concrete

Although you try to take me out, you die in one beat

Of the heart, boy, how dare you sucker 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 front door

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, there rolled the 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 twenty soldiers and copper, twenty-one shot to death

I had to leave everything I've 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, mane, listen to me, mane

Now that we got Texas fiendin', mane

It's time to make the whole fucking world start geekin'

We expand across the whole motherfucking world, mane

And we get the dope out there, mayn

We fuck em up

And you motherfuckers thought I wasn't gonna make a comeback, mane

I'm gonna tell you somethin, mane

I'm comin' back, mane

Geto Boys

1990

And if you ain't down with the Geto program, then fuck you, mane