[Scarface]
It's like this, y'all n***as been invadin my turf
Ignore examples I've set while ya play the dirt
It's only one thing to do now, and that's to set it -
Off, and show you motherf**ers who's boss
I don't play games, I just co*k the thang
Squeeze the trigger twice and I'll blow out ya brains
I'm pissed, y'all n***as shouldn'ta f**ed with this
I clutch my fo-fifth, I puncture yo sh**
I blast a n***a, plastic bag stick a n***a
Got love for no n***a, now that's yo a** n***a
It's war, so I suggest you call on your troops
Army fatigues ain't sh**, cuz y'all don't shoot
I'm a Rap-A-Lot mobster, callin all the shots
From a underboss prospective, and y'all gon' respect it
I murder, by numbers n***a, one two three
Darin any motherf**er to come test me
Ya standin in the jungle n***a
Witness a motherf**in rumble minute
I'll leave yo head with a tongue in it
And if you ain't one then b**h stop actin
If ya don't want drama, then b**h stop askin
[Hook]
Y'all don't wanna - f** around with the gangsta sh**
f** around with the gangsta sh**
Y'all don't wanna - f** around with the gangsta sh**
f** around with the gangsta sh**
Y'all don't wanna - f** around with the gangsta sh**
f** around with the gangsta sh**
Y'all don't wanna - f** around with the gangsta sh**
f** around with the gangsta sh**
[Scarface]
I refuse to be shorted, I refuse to be defeated
Competition's depleated cuz my rhyme's so heated
And you can't f** with me, ya need to stop fakin
I'm workin on my sixth CD and still bangin (say what?)
You think you hardcore then come show me
Just make sure ya comin for real when ya come fo' me
Cuz if not, I'm floatin up yo' motherf**in block
Y'all some fraud n***as, straight up broad n***as
We hard n***as, yeah - so f** y'all n***as!
Soutside I ride for all my Ward n***as
We're strapped and all k**as, we came for the battle
The Mob back in the sattle makin ya trunks rattle
If I had one dolla, for every n***a who though
That Face fell off, this whole world would be bought
f** that, I'll be here until it's all over
And when it's all over, go back and slang boulders
Can be stopped, not even by a bad soul
f** Jed and Chad, it's Jay, Prince, and Brad
Ain't enough bullsh** in the states to come stop this
Rap-A-Lot Mafia sh**, yeah
Ain't enough bullsh** in the United States to come stop this
Rap-A-Lot sh**, Mob sh**...
[Hook]
[Scarface]
It's gon' take more than just rappin, more than just sparrin
For y'all n***as to up and just f** with Brad Jordan
f** you warden, and every motherf**er who defended
You safe from talkin sh** from a distance
Ya new-boot rap n***as, comin around here
Makin them bullsh** caps, b**h I'll ruin your career
I got mine all my God-damn self, get in line
And I'll destroy a slew of you n***as, one at a time
I'm the last of a kind, you God-damn right
You can never beat that, I'm just glad you see that
Is this my payback for puttin Houston down in the first place?
Got the whole world screamin Mr. Scarface
The problem is, y'all boys, you n***as loco
And the truth is, you hoes couldn't see me with bifocals
I'm a k**er in the flesh, I'm Rap-A-Lot's best
I'm Prince's adopted son, with no love for no one