| Out jumps some fiends and steals all his rocks
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| Pulls out a gun and shoots down all the fiends
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| And Mr. Mr. Scarface went up the block again
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| (All I have in this world, all I have in this world
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| All I have, all I have, all I have in this world)
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| Ahh yeah, hah
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| Mr. Scarface is back in the motherfuckin house once again!
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| Yea, droppin some of that new
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| Mr. Scarface Two, on your motherfuckin ass
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| So suck a nigga dick, or make a nigga rich
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| Or something, bitch
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| I don’t give a FUCK about the chatter in the background
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| Niggaz get beat when they step this is axe down
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| If you don’t know, I recommend you check
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| And ask them motherfuckers, how many heads I put to rest
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| I play a game but the game ain’t roulette
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| Slangin cane is the thang and I beat
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| That there’s a lot of wannabe Scarfaces
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| I’ve heard the name in ninety-nine different places
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| I’m here to squash it all original will speak
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| Scarface on your ass from the streets
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| I left my cut, in fear of a prison term
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| They wanna put me in a chair and let me burn
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| But go to prison on a murder rap, fuck that
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| I refuse to be a visitor in state’s camp
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| So I broke and left behind all I worked for
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| Either that or be sentenced for a drug war
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| And many want to know why I’ve slowed up
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| It’s either that or get fucked
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| Cause laws get happy on the trigger
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| Say fuck it put a cap in a nigga
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| But this ass ain’t made for no caps homey
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| This ass says 'Exit Only'
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| So I get in the wind but hey
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| A nigga still sold a quarter everyday
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| I sat around for six months black
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| Waitin for the day to make a comeback
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| And now I’m ready for combat
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| Mr. Scarface is back
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| (All I have in this world, all I have in this world
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| All I have, all I have, all I have in this world)
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| Nobody knows my name, they’ll only know this face
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| On the farilla my nigga just call me Scarface
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| Aiyyo Bido, drop that shit
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| Yeah, heh heh
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| Back in the South Park, six o’clock on the dot
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| Checkin on my old rock spot
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| I seen the same old set
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| Heh, the small timers see me so they jet
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| Buildin one-twenty-eight
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| I got myself a bag and I can’t wait
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| To cut em up small to make a profit
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| Niggaz on the cut short stop it
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| Fiends’ll see em small then they go
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| Where, to see the motherfuckin pro
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| One nigga got pissed
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| And started reachin for his shit
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| Three-fifty-seven on your ass fool
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| Like I said before, you don’t get a second chance dude
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| Unloaded on his ass he was hurt
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| Six shots put his dick in the dirt
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| Laid him out like a motherfuckin rug
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| Gettin pumped full of thirty-eight slugs
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| Some other niggaz stepped out y’all
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| Aww shit, I had to make a phone call
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| Hello?
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| Hay Jay
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| Whassup?
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| I’m in a little trouble man
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| Where you at?
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| I’m out here in South Park Village
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| Stay right there, I’ll be right on
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| C’mon let’s take these motherfucers to war main
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| Jay called up some niggaz from the 5th Ward
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| And came back with a motherfuckin hit squad
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| Motherfuckin uzi machine
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| Big Chief packed an M-16
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| Will and AK with a banana clip
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| And little Bill had a god damn pistol grip
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| I hit a little laugh and got me a buzz
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| And that’s about the time they got drugged
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| One more war took place
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| You can call me the shit started, or call me Mr. Scarface
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| Damn, check this shit out
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| Later on, all alone, you know what happened next
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| Another bitch came by to give me sex
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| It was kind of strange I was thrown off
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| The last bitch got her head blown off
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| But fuck I ain’tsta pass up no pooty
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| She started strippin at the door, oh goody
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| I got in that ass with the quickness
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| Fuckin her down with the diznick |