Scarface Lyrics
| Song | Scarface |
| Artist | Geto Boys |
| Album | Grip It! On That Other Level |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| (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 kill me, i was jokin, griff" | |
| That's why your boys are on my balcony and they're frozen stiff | |
| The boy was shocked, then pulled up cops, he looked at me said, "you're a goner | |
| Cause you shot and killed the boys who worked my corner" | |
| Pulled back the hammer, put my gun up almost point blank | |
| Shattered his dome, reached in the pocket, took the boy's bank | |
| Got out the cadillac, the copper, he said, "stop it, freeze!" | |
| I aim my pistol for his stomach, instead i pop his knees | |
| Fell to the floor, he looked at me and he said, "akshun, please!" | |
| I put my gun between his eyes, said, "don't breathe" | |
| He took a breath, and he knew he'd breathe his last breath | |
| That's 20 soldiers and copper, 21 shot to death | |
| I had to leave everything i'd ever worked for | |
| But best believe, i won't get sentenced for a drug war | |
| But maybe one day in the future i can come back | |
| But until then, i'm goin home, where i'm from, black | |
| Nobody knows my name, they'll only know this face | |
| And ask my posse, they say, "we call him scarface" | |
| Hey conjo, mayn, listen to me, mayn | |
| Now that we got texas fiendin, mayn | |
| It's time to make the whole fuckin world start geekin | |
| We expand across the whole muthafuckin world, mayn | |
| And we get the dope out there, mayn | |
| We fuck em up! | |
| And you muthafuckas thought i wasn't gonna make a comeback, mayn | |
| I'm gonna tell you somethin, mayn | |
| I'm comin back, mayn | |
| Geto boys | |
| 1990 | |
| And if you ain't down with the geto program, then fuck you, mayn |
| 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 pdroll 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 kill me, i was jokin, griff" | |
| That' s why your boys are on my balcony and they' re frozen stiff | |
| The boy was shocked, then pulled up cops, he looked at me said, " you' re a goner | |
| Cause you shot and killed the boys who worked my corner" | |
| Pulled back the hammer, put my gun up almost point blank | |
| Shattered his dome, reached in the pocket, took the boy' s bank | |
| Got out the cadillac, the copper, he said, " stop it, freeze!" | |
| I aim my pistol for his stomach, instead i pop his knees | |
| Fell to the floor, he looked at me and he said, " akshun, please!" | |
| I put my gun between his eyes, said, " don' t breathe" | |
| He took a breath, and he knew he' d breathe his last breath | |
| That' s 20 soldiers and copper, 21 shot to death | |
| I had to leave everything i' d ever worked for | |
| But best believe, i won' t get sentenced for a drug war | |
| But maybe one day in the future i can come back | |
| But until then, i' m goin home, where i' m from, black | |
| Nobody knows my name, they' ll only know this face | |
| And ask my posse, they say, " we call him scarface" | |
| Hey conjo, mayn, listen to me, mayn | |
| Now that we got texas fiendin, mayn | |
| It' s time to make the whole fuckin world start geekin | |
| We expand across the whole muthafuckin world, mayn | |
| And we get the dope out there, mayn | |
| We fuck em up! | |
| And you muthafuckas thought i wasn' t gonna make a comeback, mayn | |
| I' m gonna tell you somethin, mayn | |
| I' m comin back, mayn | |
| Geto boys | |
| 1990 | |
| And if you ain' t down with the geto program, then fuck you, mayn |
| 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 pdroll 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 kill me, i was jokin, griff" | |
| That' s why your boys are on my balcony and they' re frozen stiff | |
| The boy was shocked, then pulled up cops, he looked at me said, " you' re a goner | |
| Cause you shot and killed the boys who worked my corner" | |
| Pulled back the hammer, put my gun up almost point blank | |
| Shattered his dome, reached in the pocket, took the boy' s bank | |
| Got out the cadillac, the copper, he said, " stop it, freeze!" | |
| I aim my pistol for his stomach, instead i pop his knees | |
| Fell to the floor, he looked at me and he said, " akshun, please!" | |
| I put my gun between his eyes, said, " don' t breathe" | |
| He took a breath, and he knew he' d breathe his last breath | |
| That' s 20 soldiers and copper, 21 shot to death | |
| I had to leave everything i' d ever worked for | |
| But best believe, i won' t get sentenced for a drug war | |
| But maybe one day in the future i can come back | |
| But until then, i' m goin home, where i' m from, black | |
| Nobody knows my name, they' ll only know this face | |
| And ask my posse, they say, " we call him scarface" | |
| Hey conjo, mayn, listen to me, mayn | |
| Now that we got texas fiendin, mayn | |
| It' s time to make the whole fuckin world start geekin | |
| We expand across the whole muthafuckin world, mayn | |
| And we get the dope out there, mayn | |
| We fuck em up! | |
| And you muthafuckas thought i wasn' t gonna make a comeback, mayn | |
| I' m gonna tell you somethin, mayn | |
| I' m comin back, mayn | |
| Geto boys | |
| 1990 | |
| And if you ain' t down with the geto program, then fuck you, mayn |
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