(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 tally up the people I buried
57, 58, 59, All layin` down in the same line
You sorry motherfuckers couldn`t handle me
I done fucked up 17 families
So bring it on if you wanna play
Huh, make my motherfuckin` day
Cause you`ll be one dead motherfucker black
I`ma put you ass on you back
I won`t play no games wit cha boy
You`ll just be one more nigger in the morgue
Yeah I like that man
That shit sounds kinda funky don`t it
Hahahaha, yo let me finish this freestyle tho man
Hold `em down, hold `em up, yo
It`s gonna be a killin` after midnight
Niggas gettin` reday for a big fight
You could say this one`s a murder by a lunatic
Hear me livin` on your ass bitch
Loadin` up my weapons gettin` ready for
Another street sweepin` neighbourhood drug war
Police come around in a meat wagon
Knowin` that tonight they`ll be draggin`
Off motherfuckers to a six fot ditch
I hope ya insruance paid up bitch
Cause tonight is the night motherfucker
Be a good killer or a damn good ducker
Cause if you ain`t, your ass is fallin` to the paint
Bloodshed seems to make a nigga faint
Not me with a .9 in my hand
I couls fall asleep lyin` next to a dead amn
Ya gotta understand me
It`s been a vet sorry motherfucka layin` out dead see
So if you wanna come, come hard
Or you`ll just be another nigga in the morgue
Yeah, you motherfuckas
Motherfuckas goin` for bad and shit
You know what I`m sayin`
But you`ll be another niger in the morgue motherfucker
Oh yo, check this out
But gettin` back to the bloodbath
You motherfuckas out there go for bad
That shit played out my brother
I ride by and gun done motherfuckers
Whether friend or foe bro
Steppin` on my toes, your ass has gotta go
Now heres how the shit took place [How`d it go?]
A nigga waved a tre eight in my face [Damn]
Screamin` that shit about the Squab Mob
Talkin` big shit about the South Park
Said he`s gonna stop me
Pissed off cause I`m down with the 5th Ward posse [Um-Hmm]
Shit didn`t make me numb
I ain`t scared of no goddman gun [My nigga]
Once I sw `em break I stuck `em [What about his 3 guards?]
Fuck `em!
I`ll put him on his ass cause he`s bigger
Then worry about the other 3 niggas
All of them ran to get backup
That`s 12 more bodies I`ma stack up
Open up the trunk in a rage
And loaded up my goddamn 12 gauge
If the punk don`t keep ya
I`ll be forced to hit ya wit the street sweeper
Ya ass shouldn`t a started no static g
12 gun shots automatically
I ain`t goin` out like no sucka
I`m goin` out like a crazy motherfucka
Everybody knows that I ain`t got it all
And I don`t give a fuck about none a y`all
Hit 3 or 4 in the head
That`s 3 or 4 niggers left for dead
It doesn`t pay to check cards
Cuase I`m sendin` motherfuckas to the morgue...
