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