| You tried to ice an X, but thats a motherfuckin waste
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| Your schools fucked up G And your momma shoulda warned ya about a nigga like me Cause I don’t weep and I don’t sleep
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| Save that motherfucker black, cause talk is cheap
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| And uh, since you got beef
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| Lets take it to the streets and I’mma bring it to your ass G
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| I’m commin from the heart son
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| And I don’t take no shit, but I’m about to start some
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| Now which one a you hoes wanna jump
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| If you got static, then get it off your chest punk
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| Cause I ain’t bar none
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| If you’re feelin lucky then go ahead and get cha some
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| I ain’t with this fucked shit
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| If ya ain’t in trick, then get your ass in ya trunk bitch
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| Cause I’m about to square it off
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| Hit ya ass in the chest with the tech and try to tear it off
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| Send you back to mommy, its a plastic
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| And hadda bitch out huntin for a casket
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| I’m on the for realla tilla my nilla
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| I’m a born killa
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| I’ma born killa
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| Born
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| Killa
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| Don’t fuck with me My momma did her part
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| But it ain’t her fault that I was born with out a heart
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| In other words I’m heartless dude
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| I don’t love me, how the fuck I’mma love you?
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| Thats right, you guessed it
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| I’m legally insane, marked mannick depressive
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| I’m takin all types a medication
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| To keep me out the mood of premeditatin
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| Yo, the log around my lone is worse
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| I’m havin thoughts of killin me, but I’m killin you first
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| Mr. Kindness talks but I don’t listen
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| A victim of society fucked by the system
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| My whole life’s been a see saw
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| I’m up one day, down and out on tomorrow
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| Right now I’m even more upset
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| Some shit that happened to me that I don’t think I’ll ever forget
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| You think I’ll let it die, but I ain’t
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| It ain’t because I want to, its because I can’t
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| I’mma getcha but I ain’t goin into it Cause ain’t nothin to it but to do it
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| See it ain’t no sweat to me Cause in the fo place, you fucked up the minute that you stepped to me
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| I’m not your average dealer
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| I’mma born killa
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| Now I’m livin where I can cause I’m homeless
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| Can’t make point calls cause I’m phoneless
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| I ain’t, I’m starvin duke
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| I can’t go to mommas house cause mommas starvin too
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| Better grab that 12 gauge
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| Cause thats the only way a niggaz gonna get paid
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| I’m on my way to my old bank
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| They know me real good and they don’t think that I’d gank
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| Had my gun in my trenchcoat
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| Now getcha ass on the floor
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| And don’t think about pushin that panic switch
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| I’m gettin paid and you’re gettin killed bitch
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| Take notes to the message I gave ya Ya dyin ho and can’t nothin save ya
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| I’m doin bad, so I’m goin bad
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| Huh, and you never expected that from Brad
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| But theres a lotta things pressin me And ain’t the nigga to let the mortredresser dressin me So I’m comin out winnin
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| 100,000 in the case now I’m comin out grinnin
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| But the shit didn’t flow smooth
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| The security guard had to run and pulla hoe move
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| He reached for his pistol
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| The 12 gauge went BOOM shoulda heard that motherfucker whistle
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| Hit him in his chest
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| Now which one a you motherfuckers in here wanna die next?
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| Nobody made a move
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| And I got away smooth
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| And thats how it is nigga
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| I spared a couple a lives, but I’m still a born killa |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Born Killer , by - Scarface. Song from the album Greatest Hits, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп