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Geto Boys Scarface text (songtext, liedtext)

Künstler: Geto Boys songtexte
Song Titel: Scarface songtext
Album: Other liedtext

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All I have in this world]
[All I have in this world]
[All I have in]
[All I have in]
[All I have in this world]
[All I have in]
[All I have in]
[All I have in]
[All I have in]
[All I have in]
[All I have in this world]

[Balls]
[Balls]
kdne.jh l jnnm!
[Balls]
[Balls]
kdne.jh l jnnm!

[ VERSE 1: Scarface ]
I started small time, dope game, cocaine
Pushin rocks on the block, I'm never broke, mayn
Sportin jewelry and the shit that came with rollin hard
You try to school me, you'll get served with no regard
Boy, don't test me, cause I'm tired of teachin lessons
So mutha**** you and that bullshit that you're stressin
Cause it ain't nothin but the money flow in this camp
And if you short me, you'll forever wear a stamp
So watch your back and prepare for the hitman
Life of the black, and the D-Act don't take no shit, and
You'll be bumped up, bumped off, no trace
On the for realer, my nigga, just call me Scarface

[Crazy mutha****a from the street] --> MC Ren

[All I have in this world]
[All I have in this world]
[Balls]
kdne.jh l jnnm!
[Balls]
[Balls]
kdne.jh l jnnm!
[Balls]

[ VERSE 2: Scarface ]
I'm in the South Park, night falls, over the streets
It's gettin dark, Mike calls, he's been beat
Round up the posse, y'all, and bring the heat
And when it's over, all I want is bloody meat
Boy they ****in with me dumb and I done told him
So let's just step out on the block and pd-roll em
Load up the Uzis, turn the village to a warzone
Make the hit, break quick, leave your cars on
Nobody crosses me, especially in this dope game
So raise up off of me, I show em I don't joke, mayn
Little Mike, grab your piece, pick em out
There they are in the street, let's put some head out
Caught my breath, hit the fry, and I step calm
Open fire like a lunatic from Vietnam
Bullets fled to the head, bodies bled
Left for dead, I pumped these bitches full of led
Yo, they don't understand me, the yo, Brad, bwoy
Fuck that, say goodbye to the bad guy
I shot my gun in the air as I left the place
You'll ask me why, but I don't care, just call me Scarface

[Don't] [Don't] [Don't] [Don't] [Don't]
[Don't make me act a mutha****in fool] --> Ice Cube

[ VERSE 3: Scarface ]
Later on, all alone, sat around the house kickin it
My girl came home, I told her shit had been
Real ****ed up, so girl, don't push me
She pulled her skirt up, and said, "Here you need some pussy"
I just sat back, my legs started shakin
Now here's another stupid bitch that I be breakin
I grabbed the slimmy by her hand, and lead her upstairs
Threw her down on the bed, and she said, "Fuck, yeah!"
I opened up her legs, prepared her for the stabbin
Like Mike Tyson in the fourth, boy, I was jabbin
The bitch was sweatin, but I guess she wasn't bothered
Cause all she said was, "Fuck me harder, **** me harder!"
I started bangin, I was bangin, dick was numbin
She wasn't hangin, she was singin, "Brad, I'm comin!"
Up and down, side to side, perfect timin
I started stickin with the quickness, we were grindin
I was just about to nut, she got on top of me
I heard a [*shot*] Now what the ****? Somebody shot at me
I took a look, the girl was cooked, her head exploded
Reached for the Uzi at my foot, and I unloaded
Straight out the window I could hear the soldiers' footsteps
I'm a taker, not a faker, I ain't been took yet
So many hunters, dyin faces to the concrete
Although you try to take me out, you die in one beat
Of the heart, boy, how dare you try to sucker me?
And I'ma teach you and your boys not to **** with me
Rolled out the backdoor, lookin for his bossman
I'll watch him bleedin, pour his blood in a saucepan
He's in his Cadillac, starin at my frontdoor
I snuck behind him, pulled my gun, said, "What you front for?"
He says, "I'm sorry, Act, don't kill me, I was jokin, griff"
That's why your boys are on my balcony and they're frozen stiff
The boy was shocked, then pulled up cops, he looked at me said, "You're a goner
Cause you shot and killed the boys who worked my corner"
Pulled back the hammer, put my gun up almost point blank
Shattered his dome, reached in the pocket, took the boy's bank
Got out the Cadillac, the copper, he said, "Stop it, freeze!"
I aim my pistol for his stomach, but I pop his knees
Fell to the floor, he looked at me and he said, "Action, please!"
I put my gun between his eyes, said, "Don't breathe"
He took a breath, and he knew he'd breathe his last breath
That's 20 soldiers and copper, 21 shot to death
I had to leave everything I'd ever worked for
But best believe, I won't get sentenced for a drug war
But maybe one day in the future I can come back
But until then, I'm goin home, where I'm from, black
Nobody knows my name, they'll only know my face
And ask my posse, they say, "We call him Scarface"

Hey Conjo, mayn, listen to me, mayn
Now that we got Texas fiendin, mayn
It's time to make the whole ****in world start geekin
We expand across the whole mutha****in world, mayn
And we get the dope out there, mayn
We **** em up!

And you mutha****as thought I wasn't gonna make a comeback, mayn
I'm gonna tell you somethin, mayn
I'm comin back, mayn
Geto Boys
1990
And if you ain't down with the Geto program, then **** you, mayn

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