(Verse One)
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Niggas get stomped when they step with that bullshit
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If you got a firearm, go ahead and pull it
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Cause I'ma put it dead on ya ass when you reach
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I got a little friend on my shoulder that I think you wanna meet
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A 9 millimeter, that will stop him
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Get his ass focused, once I focus him I drop him
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Boy you should of known not to fuck with me bitch
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Brothers like me are makin mortuaries rich
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So if you got something that you think you wanna prove
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You better prove it now, cause you don't get a second chance dude
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One chance is all you get
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And if I beat you to the draw, that's it
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Get your momma's black dress and call your family
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It's gonna be a murder, my reason insanity
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(Verse Two)
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I was born with a chip on my shoulder
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Now that I'm older, momma's talking shit but I told her
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"Mind your fucking business" I love the girl to death
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But I don't wanna hear it, save your fucking breath
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I know my time is coming, and I ain't gonna lie
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I may be scared of Jason, but I'm not scared to die
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So when a nigga talk shit, and I buck 'em
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Shoot me in the head, put me a box, and just say "fuck 'em"
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Later on that day I heard gunshots
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Watching niggas running (Aiyo that nigga got shot)
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Ran to the corner said "What happened my brother?"
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He just laid there shaking, bleeding like a muthafucka
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God damn!! "Who would let that off to him?"
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Man: Some niggas from your hood, Triple ?????
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Get your shit together, we're heading for the village
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I think its time to pay them hoes a little visit
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Them niggas don't understand me
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It's gonna be a murder, my reason insanity
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(Verse Three)
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Pulled up in a Rider, trailer full of niggas
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Mack 10, Tech 9's, all with fingers on the trigger
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Backed in the bitch like I was staying
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Opened up the trailer, *gunshots* South Park started spraying
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Bullets flying everywhere, niggas getting struck
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Had dope in the village, but I didn't give a fuck
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Shoot the bitch up, then I'ma leave her
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If I can't sell my dope, then you can't either
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Now here's a valueable lesson to learn
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You fuck with mine, you get burned
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Headed for the nigga who shot my partner
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*Gunshot* Shot his father
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Walkin' through the living room tearing up shit
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He's loading up his pistol, ain't that a bitch
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You should of had it loaded, he said "Come on Scarface, hold it
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I won't do it again man" Yeah, I know it
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I told you when you take mine, I take yours
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Hands in the air, fell to the floor
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"Please don't shoot Scarface"
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I looked him in the eye - then I shot him in his face
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A sucka's way out is to steal 'em
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My dad said "Always look a man in the eye before you kill him"
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It had to be a murder, them hoes couldn't handle me
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"What's your reason man?" - Insanity
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Murder by Reason of Insanity
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Scarface |