All I have in this world)
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(All I have in this world)
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(All I have in)
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(All I have in)
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(All I have in this world)
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(All I have in)
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(All I have in)
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(All I have in)
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(All I have in)
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(All I have in)
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(All I have in this world)
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(Balls)
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(Balls)
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(Balls)
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(Balls)
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[ VERSE 1: Scarface ]
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I started small time, dope game, cocaine
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Pushin rocks on the block, I'm never broke, mayn
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Sportin jewelry and the shit that came with rollin hard
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You try to school me, you'll get served with no regard
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Boy, don't test me, cause I'm tired of teachin lessons
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So muthafuck you and that bullshit that you're stressin
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Cause it ain't nothin but the money flow in this camp
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And if you short me, you'll forever wear a stamp
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So watch your back and prepare for the hitman
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Life of the black, and the D-Act don't take no shit, and
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You'll be bumped up, bumped off, no trace
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On the for realer, my nigga, just call me Scarface
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(Crazy muthafucka from the street) --> MC Ren
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(All I have in this world)
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(All I have in this world)
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(Balls)
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(Balls)
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(Balls)
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(Balls)
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[ VERSE 2: Scarface ]
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I'm in the South Park, night falls, over the streets
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It's gettin dark, Mike calls, he's been beat
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Round up the posse, y'all, and bring the heat
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And when it's over, all I want is bloody meat
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Boy they fuckin with me dumb and I done told him
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So let's just step out on the block and pd-roll em
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Load up the Uzis, turn the village to a warzone
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Make the hit, break quick, leave your cars on
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Nobody crosses me, especially in this dope game
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So raise up off of me, I show em I don't joke, mayn
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Little Mike, grab your piece, pick em out
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There they are in the street, let's put some head out
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Caught my breath, hit the fry, and I step calm
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Open fire like a lunatic from Vietnam
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Bullets fled to the head, bodies bled
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Left for dead, I pumped these bitches full of led
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Yo, they don't understand me, the yo, Brad, bwoy
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Fuck that, say goodbye to the bad guy
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I shot my gun in the air as I left the place
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You'll ask me why, but I don't care, just call me Scarface
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(Don't) (Don't) (Don't) (Don't) (Don't)
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(Don't make me act a muthafuckin fool) --> Ice Cube
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[ VERSE 3: Scarface ]
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Later on, all alone, sat around the house kickin it
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My girl came home, I told her shit had been
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Real fucked up, so girl, don't push me
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She pulled her skirt up, and said, "Here you need some pussy"
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I just sat back, my legs started shakin
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Now here's another stupid bitch that I be breakin
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I grabbed the slimmy by her hand, and lead her upstairs
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Threw her down on the bed, and she said, "Fuck, yeah!"
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I opened up her legs, prepared her for the stabbin
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Like Mike Tyson in the fourth, boy, I was jabbin
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The bitch was sweatin, but I guess she wasn't bothered
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Cause all she said was, "Fuck me harder, fuck me harder!"
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I started bangin, I was bangin, dick was numbin
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She wasn't hangin, she was singin, "Brad, I'm comin!"
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Up and down, side to side, perfect timin
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I started stickin with the quickness, we were grindin
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I was just about to nut, she got on top of me
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I heard a (*shot*) Now what the fuck? Somebody shot at me
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I took a look, the girl was cooked, her head exploded
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Reached for the Uzi at my foot, and I unloaded
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Straight out the window I could hear the soldiers' footsteps
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I'm a taker, not a faker, I ain't been took yet
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So many hunters, dyin faces to the concrete
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Although you try to take me out, you die in one beat
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Of the heart, boy, how dare you try to sucker me?
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And I'ma teach you and your boys not to fuck with me
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Rolled out the backdoor, lookin for his bossman
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I'll watch him bleedin, pour his blood in a saucepan
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He's in his Cadillac, starin at my frontdoor
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I snuck behind him, pulled my gun, said, "What you front for?"
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He says, "I'm sorry, Act, don't kill me, I was jokin, griff"
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That's why your boys are on my balcony and they're frozen stiff
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The boy was shocked, then pulled up cops, he looked at me said, "You're a goner
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Cause you shot and killed the boys who worked my corner"
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Pulled back the hammer, |