|
zuò cí : Scarface |
|
I' ma born killer, you' re face to face with scarface |
|
You tried to ice an x, but thats a motherfuckin waste |
|
Your schools fucked up g |
|
And your momma shoulda warned ya about a nigga like me |
|
Cause i don' t weep and i don' t sleep |
|
Save that motherfucker black, cause talk is cheap |
|
And uh, since you got beef |
|
Lets take it to the streets and i' mma bring it to your ass g |
|
I' m commin from the heart son |
|
And i don' t take no shit, but i' m about to start some |
|
Now which one a you hoes wanna jump |
|
If you got static, then get it off your chest punk |
|
Cause i ain' t bar none |
|
If you' re feelin lucky then go ahead and get cha some |
|
I ain' t with this fucked shit |
|
If ya ain' t in trick, then get your ass in ya trunk bitch |
|
Cause i' m about to square it off |
|
Hit ya ass in the chest with the tech and try to tear it off |
|
Send you back to mommy, its a plastic |
|
And hadda bitch out huntin for a casket |
|
I' m on the for realla tilla my nilla |
|
I' m a born killa |
|
chorus 2x |
|
I' ma born killa |
|
Born |
|
Killa |
|
' don' t fuck with me' |
|
My momma did her part |
|
But it ain' t her fault that i was born with out a heart |
|
In other words i' m heartless dude |
|
I don' t love me, how the fuck i' mma love you? |
|
Thats right, you guessed it |
|
I' m legally insane, marked mannick depressive |
|
I' m takin all types a medication |
|
To keep me out the mood of premeditatin |
|
Yo, the log around my lone is worse |
|
I' m havin thoughts of killin me, but i' m killin you first |
|
Mr. kindness talks but i don' t listen |
|
A victim of society fucked by the system |
|
My whole life' s been a see saw |
|
I' m up one day, down and out on tomorrow |
|
Right now i' m even more upset |
|
Some shit that happened to me that i don' t think i' ll ever forget |
|
You think i' ll let it die, but i ain' t |
|
It ain' t because i want to, its because i can' t |
|
I' mma getcha but i ain' t goin into it |
|
Cause ain' t nothin to it but to do it |
|
See it ain' t no sweat to me |
|
Cause in the fo place, you fucked up the minute that you stepped to me |
|
I' m not your average dealer |
|
I' mma born killa |
|
chorus |
|
Now i' m livin where i can cause i' m homeless |
|
Can' t make point calls cause i' m phoneless |
|
I ain' t, i' m starvin duke |
|
I can' t go to mommas house cause mommas starvin too |
|
Better grab that 12 gauge |
|
Cause thats the only way a niggaz gonna get paid |
|
I' m on my way to my old bank |
|
They know me real good and they don' t think that i' d gank |
|
Had my gun in my trenchcoat |
|
Now getcha ass on the floor |
|
And don' t think about pushin that panic switch |
|
I' m gettin paid and you' re gettin killed bitch |
|
Take notes to the message i gave ya |
|
Ya dyin ho and can' t nothin save ya |
|
I' m doin bad, so i' m goin bad |
|
Huh, and you never expected that from brad |
|
But theres a lotta things pressin me |
|
And ain' t the nigga to let the mortredresser dressin me |
|
So i' m comin out winnin |
|
100, 000 in the case now i' m comin out grinnin |
|
But the shit didn' t flow smooth |
|
The security guard had to run and pulla hoe move |
|
He reached for his pistol |
|
The 12 gauge went ' boom' shoulda heard that motherfucker whistle |
|
Hit him in his chest |
|
Now which one a you motherfuckers in here wanna die next? |
|
Nobody made a move |
|
And i got away smooth |
|
And thats how it is nigga |
|
I spared a couple a lives, but i' m still a born killa |
|
chorus |