[Scarface]
Yo, let's do it
... we gon' do this one
Let the beat ride for a minute though
Will {?} in the house from the town
FaceMob in this bitch, 'bout to tear shit down
Uh-huh, yeah, there it is
Yeah

Still the, truth in the game ain't a damn thing changed

[There's far too many of you dying]

Verse One: Scarface

June twenty-eight was the date thirty-eight
till the chest plate mommy dear's cryin' at the wake
And everybody's dressed up in black suits
goin' to pay their last respects to the black troop
Why'd he have to die<

When I was younger man I hadn't a care
Foolin' around, hitting the town, growing my hair
You came along and stole my heart when you entered my life
Ooh babe you got what it takes so I made you my wife

Since then I never looked back
It's almost like living a dream
And oo

(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

Get Boys
Get Boys

Get Boys
Get Boys

(Don't fuck with me) --> Tony Montana

[ VERSE 1: Johny C ]
As I walked through 5th Ward, I saw this man
He was kind, but he was blind, I snatched his jewelry and ran
I caught up with Box and said, "I think it's worth

[ Scarface ]
I like to teach the world to be
A dope mayn just like me
I like to front the world some coke
And let them sell for me

Born in the ghetto as a street thug
At age 16 I started sellin cheap drugs
Extacy will cost you three
A year later I robbed a dope

Time is driftin', this rock has got to roll
So I hit the road and made my getaway
Restless feeling, I really gotta hold
I started searching for a better way

And I kept on looking for a sign in the middle of the night
But I couldn't see the light, no I couldn't see the light

Time was drifting - this rock had got to roll So, I hit the road and made my getaway Restless feeling really got ahold I started searching for a better way I kept on looking for a sign in the middle

Damn it feels good to be a gangsta

Verse 1

Damn it feels good to be a gangsta
A real gangsta-ass nigga plays his cards right
A real gangsta-ass nigga never runs his fuckin mouth
Cuz real gangsta-ass niggas don't start fights
And niggas always gotta high cap
Showin

[Scarface]
It's the return of the murderer, maniac madman
The fully automatic M-11 in the handbag
The ending of it, the beginning of the Baghdad
Your brains blowed out, body in a trash bag
Unidentified, chalk him up a John Doe
Got most of the pieces, but they ain't found

[foul mouthed girl yelling at Bill on the phone]

[Bushwick Bill]
You can't make a silk purse out of a sow's ear
Gotta start with the right material, to generate a useful idea
In other words, you can't turn a ho into a housewife
Try it, the bitch'll make you sock her in her

(Scarface talkin')

(Scarface & Willie D)
I got a partner who been gone but we [??]
And I ain't seen him since he's been gone imagine that
A young nigga in the hood I grew up in
Fightin a battle in the system that no one wins
And all these niggas go for bad when they

[Scarface]
Step out on my corner with my box of rocks
Drama covers my hood from blocks and blocks
See my homie that I hang with
Hit him up with the deuce thumb thang shit
back then it came with the love and niggas wasnt trippin over scratch
Cause we took turns and we both

Intro:
[Willie D]
Geto Boys
(GB)'98
We gonna set this shit straight, belive that
Don't you wish sometimes you can be free
Free from incarceration
Free from paying them bills
Free to come and go when ya feel
Most of all, free from them haters

Verse 1:

(CHORUS)
"Fuck em, fu-fu-fuck fuck em all"
"I bury those cockroaches"
"What'd they ever do for us?"
"I bury those cockroaches"
"Fuck you man!"

[Willie D]
I gotta bone to pick cause I'm sick
Of you motherfuckers talkin shit
We pick you up, you put us down and

[Hello, could I speak with, Bushwick Bill?]
Hello, this is Bushwick, motherfucking Bill
[Yes sir, I'm calling to inform you that you have been drafted
into
the United States military]
The Unites States wants me for what? Hahahaha
[Excuse me sir]
Hahaha
[Bushwick?]

Man
Motherfuckers just, follow a nigga around dude
That's real
Some shit though, fuck these feds
{?} nigga, racist motherfuckers, man!

[Scarface]
I don't wanna - run no more, but I know that if I stop
I'll be another nigga headed to heaven, hangin with 'Pac
Thes

i've never benn a ho!
if the bitch is acting stupid
shes got to go
some motherfuckers [missaden]
if she fuck with me i'm kick her monkey ass1
see you goes it wrong
think that it some nigga says he loves you he ain't strong
think that it some nigga says he loves you he

"Killa you're face to face with Scarface"-Scarface
G to the E to the TO

Scarface:
Now here it comes (boom) motherfuckers die hard till the end
Mr. Scarface not your ordinary dope man
On the for reala my nigga I'm a born killa
Let my nuts hangin' out give a FUCK if ya bi

Intro:
Boys and girls

Scarface:
I remember in the 80's me and pops would rock
In a 7 0 Chevy with the drops in slot
Use to pass me Pepsi Cola while he drunk him a pint
Tippin' to the southside runnin' a light
Use to have me up in 3rd Ward checkin' his traps
Coll