[ VERSE 1: Scarface ]
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The heavy hitters from the Hou, Tex, back in effect
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Even rougher than ever, what the fuck did you expect?
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The G.B. to apologize?
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For never givin a fuck?
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Hittin muthafuckas up?
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Still the rawest in this street thing, I read things
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Stayin high as a fuck in a Bentley bumpin Sweet Thing
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And we came to reincarnate the real
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Hardcore gangsta shit for y'all still
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Goin insane, puttin a bullet in your brain
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Leavin you shocked, fuckin the world like Pac
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Settin niggas up like Puerto-Ricans to stop breathin
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Cause destiny caught up with yo ass and got even
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And I'm seein your whole family ripped apart
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Follow in the steps of a nigga with no heart
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I'm suicidal, manic depressive, seekin guidance
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I speak to shrinks every week, must inquire
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They lyin, on the verge of settin off the war
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Fuck the police (dump them bitches in they car)
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[ CHORUS: Scarface ]
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Cause the police is bitches
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The niggas is bitches
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The bitches is bitches
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The politicians is bitches
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The bitches is bitches
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The niggas is bitches
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The police is bitches
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The bitches is bitches
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The politicians is bitches
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KKK, they bitches
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[ VERSE 2: Willie D ]
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Die muthafucka, die muthafucka, die muthafucka
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Die muthafucka, that's the message
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To the bitches in the white dresses
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I got some shit to make the room rock
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If you don't wanna feel the pain, you keep your asses in the boon docks
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Dumb muthafuckas with your pick up trucks
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Gave muthafuckas jammin sticks up butts
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I shoot your asses in the guts and leave your brains on the windshield
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You muthafuckas shoulda been killed
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[ VERSE 3: Scarface ]
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Murder-murder-murder, kill a muthafucka still
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Watchin the military blowin bitches up at will
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On the brink of startin World War III, fuck peace
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Cause to me an A to a K spells relief
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Blow this muthafucka up, fuck Sadam
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Sneak up on his ass with a rifle, fuck a bomb
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Remember 'Nam? Niggas got killed in Desert Storm
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When the well being of my kids is at stake I'm alarmed, heavily armed
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[ VERSE 4: Willie D ]
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Muthafuck the judge, the jury and the prosecutor
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Diverted Juda, I smoke Buddah and roll with shooteres
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War recruiters, the type of niggas that'll run you down
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Pistol whip you in front of your family and gun you down
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With no compassion niggas be blastin and blastin
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And blastin, like ??? niggas be passin
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We mashin on muthafuckas tired of breathin
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Niggas get even, leavin your loved ones grievin
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Fuckin with heathens, the graveyard be your residence
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I don't give a fuck if you the goddamn President
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It's evident, I'm a survivalist
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Two in the back of the head is what my rivals get
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Child molesters, I hate them muthafuckas, let's kill em
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??? for fuckin with our children
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Blood-spill-em along with the deadbeat dads
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We needs to straight check they ass
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Cause they bitches
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[ CHORUS: Scarface ]
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The police is bitches
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The niggas is bitches
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The bitches is bitches
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The politicians is bitches
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The bitches is bitches
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The niggas is bitches
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The police is bitches
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The bitches is bitches
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The politicians is bitches
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KKK, they bitches
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They Bitches
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Geto Boys |