The conspiracy theory...



[Scarface]

I knew this nigga who sittin, on the dock on the bay

Had plans of gettin rich so he was plottin with Jay

This motherfucker had the street game locked

Had the blocks all sold up,

and always saw the cops when they showed up

He had the rep of being murderous too

The type of nigga, with the mind of a God-damn fool

But he knew, to get off in this crew, he had to change

So when James went to church this nigga did the same

So he's steppin back away from the cut

But his vengeance of livin, had his braincells start to fuck up

Steady callin his shots, but steady leavin a trail

So sit back peep my game, I got a story to tell



I came from a gang with niggaz who do crime

They didn't rat they niggaz out when they came to do time

No snitchin nobody out when ya facin a life sentence

For death, you do it by yo God-damn self



[Scarface]

He gettin clean, so we gave him a job

Had the whole entire city on they knees, recognizin the mob

Took the cash that he was makin, in this seat

And compared it, to the cash off in these God-damn streets

As luck gon' be, the scales didn't break even

So now he's out to go an get the cash that he needin

Some wise man once told me

(?) but I didn't believe him, so he showed me

Gave an example; the piece of a pie

Said if you eat to much it's gone at the blink of an eye

This for these niggaz out here hearin me

Hypothetical conversation, the rest of that shit, is a conspiracy

I got the word and heard he back on the grind

Ran across and met a nice spot, runnin his mob

I love the nigga, so I gave him some dap

He said he loved my work efforts,

and he said he liked the way that I rapped

Wanted to show me what he was rollin outside, but

Little did I know, he was the FBI

I heard a rumor that this nigga got knocked...

A few months past and he was back on the lot

and shift the plot, I'll teach you niggaz conspiracy theories

I spit this shit in code, but I pray that you hear me

Cuz see he know him and, he meets you

They get popped and, you do to

Illegal taps and undercover surveillance

Tapin conversations, tryna duck the years that he facin



[short phone conversation]



Better yet gonna get me facin, cuz we know he's the back-

bone - if ya crush the bone, ya alter the mind

And thought process is vital at this time

And I heard, you was out to get the niggaz that's rich

But I'ma tell you motherfuckers like this



I came from a gang with niggaz who do crime

They didn't rat they niggaz out when they came to do time

No snitchin nobody out when ya facin a life sentence

For death, you do it by yo God-damn self

[repeat]



[Scarface]

How the fuck is you gon' stop a train

You set your fires on your forest to burn it but then it rains

It's like Babyface and them Jay

We all got lies and RAM, you motherfuckers own they grave

We need current situations, in due time

Train 'em to do the business in 20 years down the line

So I stand firm on "We can't be stopped"

Reconcile our disagreements, and I'm still down with Rap-A-Lot

Murder ya boxers tryna break apart what God made

And regardless to what you boys say

Seek and destroy, fuck the opposition

When you for real it's in yo bloodline, not in yo motherfuckin mind

So feel it like the holy spirit, and remember

when ya face to face with the demons, you can't fear it

You fight until the battle finished

No matter what the end is, when you attack you strike with vengeance

And always judge a man by his deeds

and never buy jealousy cuz it breathes...



Conspiracy theory...