Scram Jones - Emeritus lyrics

[Scarface] I'm just another ghetto boy Single parent upbringing, mama's pride and joy Dad died 'fore I got a chance to meet that dude So I was raised in the hood, in the streets I grew Seen it all, it ain't too much I ain't done yet Let my nuts hang, n***a I ain't scared of sh** Seen d**h in my eyes, musta not have been time Cause I'm the last of this motherf**in breed of mine Yeah and can't nobody tell you no different The nerve of this motherf**er sayin I'm tripping The nerve of you motherf**ers questionin this When I'm as real as a reala** n***a can get And I was raised with that G-code embedded in my blood And I would rather die than tell on a n***a from my hood Or tell it on a motherf**er period I take the code to the game that serious The streets got rules, it's certain sh** you don't do like Sayin it was me when you knowin that it was you It's not defamation if what I'm sayin is true Picked a fight, got beat, now this p**y is tryin to sue b**h, you knowin what the outcome was f** with one f** with all, we were bound by blood Not the blood of the gang but the blood of James It's out of love for this n***a we pump slugs in frames That's the type of dude you're listenin to Soft to you for a minute then I'm trippin with you And since you want it with me I'll position them goons They carry out the order to this mission and boom Ya out, now what was all this chit-chat about? A word from the wise, keep my dick out ya mouth Apparently I been too lenient on dudes Cause you n***as done forgot who the streets belong to I'm the motherf**in king, I'm the motherf**in mayor I'm the president, the don, the boss of all players Remember me, the one you got your idea from? Well I'm still here, planted on this block I slung So fresh and so clean, complicated rhyme schemes You n***as is monotone, ain't no f**in with heat I'm a motherf**in g and if I'm lyin then poof May the Lord strike me dead in this motherf**in booth I'm the truth, emeritus, the F-A-C The M to the O to the motherf**in B OG, to the critics an*lyzing my sh** Thinkin so-and-so is better, you can s** my dick Cause it's been 20 years and counting and I still ain't bouncing f** the club I'm a true thug, the realest n***a out here Yeah I listen to them bullsh** caps Or how they so-called shine but that bullsh**'s wack Steady on my grind and when I pull this strap I'mma show you what I mean by "These fools just rap" Cause I'm just as greedy as the next man is I see em sellin and then I'mma feed my kids And it is what it is, you can take it how you want it Motherf** who I offend they can meet me on the corner It don't matter who you is or where you come from punk When you see me that's the motherf**in bell, b**h, jump Cause I'm tired of you n***as disrespecting the great I am legend, it ain't nobody f**in with Face My catalog's timeless I could go on for days and days Let me count the ways I got paid It's over when I leave this stage I'mma turn the page, say goodbye to Face Wave