Scarface - Mr. Scarface lyrics

Mr. Mr. Scarface from walking down the block Out jumps some fiends and steals all his rocks Pulls out a gun and shoots down all the fiends And Mr. Mr. Scarface went up the block again (All I have in this world, all I have in this world All I have, all I have, all I have in this world) Ahh yeah, hah Mr. Scarface is back in the motherf**in house once again! Yea, droppin some of that new Mr. Scarface Two, on your motherf**in a** So s** a n***a dick, or make a n***a rich Or something, b**h [Verse One:] I don't give a fu*k about the chatter in the background n***az get beat when they step this is axe down If you don't know, I recommend you check And ask them motherf**ers, how many heads I put to rest I play a game but the game ain't roulette Slangin cane is the thang and I beat That there's a lot of wannabe Scarfaces I've heard the name in ninety-nine different places I'm here to squash it all original will speak Scarface on your a** from the streets I left my cut, in fear of a prison term They wanna put me in a chair and let me burn But go to prison on a murder rap, f** that I refuse to be a visitor in state's camp So I broke and left behind all I worked for Either that or be sentenced for a drug war And many want to know why I've slowed up It's either that or get f**ed Cause laws get happy on the trigger Say f** it put a cap in a n***a But this a** ain't made for no caps homey This a** says 'Exit Only' So I get in the wind but hey A n***a still sold a quarter everyday I sat around for six months black Waitin for the day to make a comeback And now I'm ready for combat Mr. Scarface is back [Chorus: repeat 2X] (All I have in this world, all I have in this world All I have, all I have, all I have in this world) Nobody knows my name, they'll only know this face On the farilla my n***a just call me Scarface [Verse Two:] Aiyyo Bido, drop that sh** Yeah, heh heh Back in the South Park, six o'clock on the dot Checkin on my old rock spot I seen the same old set Heh, the small timers see me so they jet Buildin one-twenty-eight I got myself a bag and I can't wait To cut em up small to make a profit n***az on the cut short stop it Fiends'll see em small then they go Where, to see the motherf**in pro One n***a got pissed And started reachin for his sh** Three-fifty-seven on your a** fool Like I said before, you don't get a second chance dude Unloaded on his a** he was hurt Six shots put his dick in the dirt Laid him out like a motherf**in rug Gettin pumped full of thirty-eight slugs Some other n***az stepped out y'all Aww sh**, I had to make a phone call Hello? Hay Jay Wha**up? I'm in a little trouble man Where you at? I'm out here in South Park Village Stay right there, I'll be right on C'mon let's take these motherfucers to war main Jay called up some n***az from the 5th Ward And came back with a motherf**in hit squad Motherf**in uzi machine Big Chief packed an M-16 Will and AK with a banana clip And little Bill had a god damn pistol grip I hit a little laugh and got me a buzz And that's about the time they got drugged One more war took place You can call me the sh** started, or call me Mr. Scarface [Chorus] [Verse Three:] Damn, check this sh** out Later on, all alone, you know what happened next Another b**h came by to give me s** It was kind of strange I was thrown off The last b**h got her head blown off But f** I ain'tsta pa** up no pooty She started strippin at the door, oh goody I got in that a** with the quickness f**in her down with the diznick