Intro: Boys and girls Scarface: I remember in the 80's me and pops would rock In a 7 0 Chevy with the drops in slot Use to pass me Pepsi Cola while he drunk him a pint Tippin' to the southside runnin' a light Use to have me up in 3rd Ward checkin' his traps Collectin' his scratch protection' his snap Use to always tell a nigga keep your mind on paper Bitches in your head you keep your eyes on paper Cause a niggas definition is a killa for scratch You kill a motherfucker you kill him for that You got caught up in this shit that means you fucked it up Old man spittin' game so I sucked it up Old enough to do my own thang got me again Flip my second paycheck to cop me a lid Went and seen my homie Short Dawg that slided me a track Went to Mase's Pawn Shop and got me a gat Didn't know this crack shit I got my uncle to cook With my eyes on my paper I just fubbled and looked Impatiently waitin' for the pot to boil Man I can't wait to see your rock from (OIL) Put my work upon the table and it's startin' tonight Time for me to bring Brad Jordan to life Sat my ass upon the corner till it started to bounce Glock scratchin' reach that and started her out It wasn't long before I was goin' for nine I'm seventeen around millionaires goin' for mine And if you got off in my way while I was headed for that You found your ass misplaces with your head in your lap And niggas is gettin' shiffer with time That's why you never see me with a partner in crime I'm down and dirty nigga FUCK the world And that's what seperated geto boys from girls you know? Bushwick Bill: 5th Ward is the spot where niggas get shot Hoes sell cock and every block is hot Niggas start shit but they don't start it with Bill Cause them motherfuckers know they're blood gonna spill Ever since I was a kid growin' up in the bottom I beat a niggas ass and if I didn't I shot him Never gave a fuck about his family cryin' Bottom line, better his than mine You come around me with that live shit I kill it fast I throw a search party for your fuckin' stankin' ass nigga Cause it's a motherfuckin' rep thang You got a set of nuts you better let them motherfuckers hang Even if you're facin' 20 years you never rat You do your time and you come on back And if he a homie he really take care of your people while you're gone And bless you when you come back home Do your time and don't whine is the motherfuckin' anthem That's the type of shit most niggas can't phantom Them bitches tongues come unfurled But that's what seperated the ghetto boys from girls c'mon Scarface: I bet you often wonder how niggas survive in a drout You got jacked and took six and died in your house And motherfuckers sat and grieved your death While other motherfuckers counted up the keys that you left Kind of strange the game it took a change for the worse Split the brain get the cain get back to your turf And keep the jack you did up under your hat Cause if the word got out you killed him then they killin' you back I never thought that '86 would bring me trouble again But these niggas on some up shit like double your pay And gives a fuck about respect and joy So how the fuck you figure niggas got respect for a hoe But then again niggas always put their trust in a bitch But in the end it's another nigga bustin' yo shit Fucked around and had to flee the world Cause you couldn't seperate the geto boys and girls Willie D: Geto Boys is the motherfuckin' shit never forget Them southern niggas made your Mind Play Tricks Never the less I left the group in '91 Niggas was mad, I had my gun They had they guns too I wasn't snoozin' Cause I knew that if it came down to it they would use 'em If it was goin' down right then I didn't give a fuck We was gonna tear this whole motherfuckin' city up And nigga that's real comin' from the south You wack ass rappers watch your motherfuckin' mouth Preachin' that positive bullshit you can save Cause your positivity ain't gettin' motherfuckers paid It's G.B. and Willie D reunited Sendin' niggas back to the studio to get they shit tighter And niggas thought it wouldn't happen again But we sat down and settled our differences like men And put the bullshit behind us Cause fuckin' off money ain't a plus it's a minus We did what other niggas to big to do when they twirl And SEPERATED geto boys from girls c'mon Man on phone: A.J. you know I spent 23 years in the prison. You know I'm still in prison You know they they uh uh reannounced us, blacks, we represent 37% of the Prison system throughout the country. 37%. But we don't represent but but 12% of the country. Now that's diproportionate and ain't no joke you know. It's it's now by coincidence or by happenstance, it's by design. By the Year... 2015. They gonna have 70% of our community locked up. I'm talking about black Gonna be locked up within they community. It's gonna be like in Warsaw... ghetto.

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 fucked up with no regard Boy, don't test me, cause I'm tired of teachin lessons So muthafuck you and that bullshit that you're stressin Cause it ain't nothin but the money flow in this camp And if you fuck me, you'll forever wear a stamp So watch your back and prepare for the hitman Life of the black, and the Ak won't take no shit, and You'll be bumped off, bucked off, no trace On the for realer, my nigga, just call me Scarface (Crazy muthafucka from the street) --] MC Ren (All I have in this world) (All I have in this world) (Balls) (Balls) (Balls) (Balls) I'm in the South Park, night falls, over the streets It's gettin dark, Bill 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 done fuckin with me, real man, and I done told him So let's just step out on the block and pd-roll him Load up the Uzis, turn the village into 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 Bill, grab your piece, pick em out Battle y'all in the street, let's put some head out Caught my ride, 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 muthafuckin fool) --] Ice Cube Later on, all alone, sat around the house kickin it My girl came home, I told her shit had been Real fucked up, so girl, don't push me She pulled her skirt up, and said, "He could 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 a brawl, boy, I was jabbin The bitch was sweatin, but I guess she wasn't bothered Cause all she said was, "Fuck me harder, fuck 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 fuck? 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 suck on me? And I'mma teach you and your boys not to fuck 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 stood behind him, pulled my gun, said, "What you front for?" He says, "I'm sorry, Ak, 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, instead I pop his knees Fell to the floor, he looked at me and he said, "Akshun, 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 this 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 fuckin world start geekin We expand across the whole muthafuckin world, mayn And we get the dope out there, mayn We fuck em up! And you muthafuckas 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 fuck you, mayn

Verse one: Bushwick Bill I told you size wasn't shit That's why I murdered your neices Wasn't my fault they found they head cut in 88 pieces Don't let 'em run Hurry up and catch 'em You grab an arm I grab an arm let's pull 'till we stretch 'em Play pussy, get fucked Means you're better off dead I wanna see food so I fished in a child's head Motherfuckers be worried 'cause I'm sick Dead heads and frog legs Mmm... cake mix! Friday the 13th The night of the living dead ? Walkin' 'round givin niggas head If you didn't die, I'd say you got lucky All bodies found dead Fuck it, blame it on Chuckie But this is child's play... motherfucka! Verse 2: Aw fuck, chuck's on a killin' spree! Gimme some barb and I'll start by killin me! When I murder, I tried to slack off Now 100 missiles blew a little girl's back off My name is Chuckie, some say I'm insane You give me some gin, and I might eat a dog's brain! Give me a motherfuckin 15-pack And I'll be damned if I don't bring 15 dead niggas back! A murder contest, You know I'll win it Cause in every mailbox, there be a head with a knife in it I'm gettin hungry I need to be fed I feel like eatin' a bag of barbequed broke legs! Bustin' necks with a motherfuckin' brick! Half my body is Chuckie The other half is Bushwick A short nigga Always pumpin' some lead Haven't figured out a way to get my fist out your forehead What up Get up Sit up You get lit up A knife in his neck made a polar bear spit up A 9, a Uzi is my only utensils Inside his chest they found 10, 000 pencils You have the nerve to try to go against Chuck? With fifty guns aimed at you How the fuck you gonna duck? Yo, When I'm mad, I'm ready to slay The graveyards are packed But it ain't nothin' but child's play Verse 3: You'd better murder me Put me to rest Cause if you don't I'll come out shootin With my head in a bird's chest Pissed off, The way I'm always soundin' Killed a punk in '82, and they just now found 'im Some say I'm crazy Some say I'm on crack Before I die Cut off my leg and let me die in Iraq A born loooser Some say I'm mindless If I get pissed off You leave naked and spineless Worse than Charles Manson Never havin' a equal Went sleepwalkin' last night and killed 300 people When I woke up they had me chained to the floor When they told me what I did I killed 300 more Yo You wanna rumble? Then go get your war hat I went to jail for assault with a carjack I might be small But my nuts are big The worst that you could do is let me keep your fuckin kids Cause I'm a teach 'em how to act And if they ain't actin' right They dyin' tonight! So, uh Ain't no use in you tryin' to spot 'em I send you a motherfuckin note that says "Chuckie's got em!"

Vidim to Znam ja o tebi bolje Sve nego što znaš ti sama Glumiš da si cool U sebi goriš, dobro znam ja Menjaš boje oči, tvoje sve mi govore I kao grom nervni slom Jer ti... Volela bi da sam ostala da sedim tu Kad krenem, da podmetneš nogu Ma i da me obara po sedmi put Moje dno je na tronu Volela bi da sam ostala da sedim tu Kad krenem da podmetneš nogu Ali draga sve te znaju kao nebitnu Na meni sve nove stvari BMW dvesta na skali Može samo da se pravi da me ne zna Nisam ja spremna da žalim Ja bi sve samo da slavim Zna se ko je ta prava geto princeza (Aaaaa, yeah) Džaba o sebi govoriš svima da ti si dama Džaba sve te laži Znamo ko si ti i ja Ruke tvoje sad se znoje kad o meni govore I kao grom Nervni slom Jer ti... Volela bi da sam ostala da sedim tu Kad krenem da podmetneš nogu Ma i da me obara po sedmi put Moje dno je na tronu Volela bi da sam ostala da sedim tu Kad krenem da podmetneš nogu Ali draga sve te znaju kao nebitnu Na meni sve nove stvari BMW dvesta na skali Može samo da se pravi da me ne zna Nisam ja spremna da žalim Ja bi sve samo da slavim Zna se ko je ta prava geto princeza (Aaaaa, yeah) Na meni sve nove stvari BMW dvesta na skali Može samo da se pravi da me ne zna Nisam ja spremna da žalim Ja bi sve samo da slavim Zna se ko je ta prava geto princeza (Aaaaa, yeah)

You're there in the light And in the dark Your open arms never withdrawn You say come Come You say come Come Haere mai, Haere mai Haere mai, Haere mai Dip your feet into the water Dip your feet into the water You'll find me there I'm the voice in the night The outstretched hand So dip your feet into the water Dip your feet into the water Humbly I come Oh doubt pulls me deep You know how I fail Yet you reach out for me No pause just pure belief No pause just pure belief You say come Come You say come Come Haere mai, Haere mai Haere mai, Haere mai Dip your feet into the water Dip your feet into the water You'll find me there I'm the voice in the night The outstretched hand So dip your feet into the water Dip your feet into the water

Want to protect myself from others Dream, I run to a better place Hell, illusions, see This state of me unconscious Cannot want to undertake Feel my soul, I I want to build some fire Burn myself I decide of what I'll see Call my name I'll be there for you Wrong and right I, I want to create things Beyond, insight Life I want to build some fire Run to myself, dive I dive within Find a link between wrong and right Understand, you create what you are Be the link, you are what you create And now comes fire Left and right connected Call my name, I'll be there I am there for you now Understand, you create what you are, understand You create what you are, understand