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started small time, dope game, cocaine

Pushin rocks on the block,

I'm never broke, mayn

Sportin jewelry and the s t

that came with rollin' hard

You try to school me, you'll

get f d 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 f ck 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

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 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, 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

f ck 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 s t had been

Real f d 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

b h 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 b h was sweatin', but

I guess she wasn't bothered

'Cause all she said was, "Fuck

me harder, f ck me harder!"

I started bangin', I was

bangin', d k 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 e ploded

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 f ck 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, 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 Te as fiendin, mayn

It's time to make the whole

fuckin' world start geekin'

We e pand across the whole

mothafuckin' world, mayn

And we get the dope out there, mayn

We f ck '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 f ck you, mayn

Scarface de Geto Boys - Letras y Covers