Из альбома: The Geto Boys
(All I have in this world)
(All I have in this world)
(All I have in)
(All I have in)
(All I have in this world)
(All I have in)
(All I have in)
(All I have in)
(All I have in)
(All I have in)
(All I have in this world)
(Balls)
(Balls)
(Balls)
(Balls)
[ VERSE 1: Scarface ]
I started small time, dope game, cocaine
Pushin rocks on the block, I'm never broke, mayn
Sportin jewelry and the shit that came with rollin hard
You try to school me, you'll get fucked 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 fuck 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
(Crazy muthafucka from the street) --> MC Ren
(All I have in this world)
(All I have in this world)
(Balls)
(Balls)
(Balls)
(Balls)
[ VERSE 2: 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 warzone
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
Fuck 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
(Don't) (Don't) (Don't) (Don't) (Don't)
(Don't make me act a muthafuckin fool) --> Ice Cube
[ VERSE 3: Scarface ]
Later on, all alone, sat around the house kickin it
My girl came home, I told her shit had been
Real fucked 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 bitch 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 bitch was sweatin, but I guess she wasn't bothered
Cause all she said was, "Fuck me harder, fuck me harder!"
I started bangin, I was bangin, dick 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 exploded
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 fuck 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 frontdoor
I stood behind him, pulled my gun, said, "What you front for?"
He says, "I'm sorry, Ak, don't ki