mr. scarface

mr. mr. scarface from walking down the block, out jumps some fiends and steals all his rocks, pulls out a gun and shoots down all the fiends, and mr. mr. scarface went up the block again, (all i have in this world, all i have in this world, all i have, all i have, all i have in this world), ahh yeah, hah, mr. scarface is back in the motherfuckin house once again!, yea, droppin some of that new, mr. scarface two, on your motherfuckin ass, so suck a nigga dick, or make a nigga rich, or something, bitch, i don't give a fuck about the chatter in the background, niggaz get beat when they step this is axe down, if you don't know, i recommend you check, and ask them motherfuckers, how many heads i put to rest, i play a game but the game ain't roulette, slangin cane is the thang and i beat, that there's a lot of wannabe scarfaces, i've heard the name in ninety-nine different places, i'm here to squash it all original will speak, scarface on your ass from the streets, i left my cut, in fear of a prison term, they wanna put me in a chair and let me burn, but go to prison on a murder rap, fuck that, i refuse to be a visitor in state's camp, so i broke and left behind all i worked for, either that or be sentenced for a drug war, and many want to know why i've slowed up, it's either that or get fucked, cause laws get happy on the trigger, say fuck it put a cap in a nigga, but this ass ain't made for no caps homey, this ass says 'exit only', so i get in the wind but hey, a nigga still sold a quarter everyday, i sat around for six months black, waitin for the day to make a comeback, and now i'm ready for combat, mr. scarface is back, (all i have in this world, all i have in this world, all i have, all i have, all i have in this world), nobody knows my name, they'll only know this face, on the farilla my nigga just call me scarface, aiyyo bido, drop that shit, yeah, heh heh, back in the south park, six o'clock on the dot, checkin on my old rock spot, i seen the same old set, heh, the small timers see me so they jet, buildin one-twenty-eight, i got myself a bag and i can't wait, to cut em up small to make a profit, niggaz on the cut short stop it, fiends'll see em small then they go, where, to see the motherfuckin pro, one nigga got pissed, and started reachin for his shit, three-fifty-seven on your ass fool, like i said before, you don't get a second chance dude, unloaded on his ass he was hurt, six shots put his dick in the dirt, laid him out like a motherfuckin rug, gettin pumped full of thirty-eight slugs, some other niggaz stepped out y'all, aww shit, i had to make a phone call, hello?, hay jay, whassup?, i'm in a little trouble man, where you at?, i'm out here in south park village, stay right there, i'll be right on, c'mon let's take these motherfucers to war main, jay called up some niggaz from the 5th ward, and came back with a motherfuckin hit squad, motherfuckin uzi machine, big chief packed an m-16, will and ak with a banana clip, and little bill had a god damn pistol grip, i hit a little laugh and got me a buzz, and that's about the time they got drugged, one more war took place, you can call me the shit started, or call me mr. scarface, damn, check this shit out, later on, all alone, you know what happened next, another bitch came by to give me sex, it was kind of strange i was thrown off, the last bitch got her head blown off, but fuck i ain'tsta pass up no pooty, she started strippin at the door, oh goody, i got in that ass with the quickness, fuckin her down with the diznick