Seems like everybody, everybody, everybody Everybody forgotten about me Will I ever, ever, ever be free? Just when they thought it was safe I picked
t no fuckin with heat I'm a motherfuckin g and if I'm lyin then poof May the Lord strike me dead in this motherfuckin booth I'm the truth, emeritus, the
She steady tellin' me her dude ain't the type she like And the reason she ain't leavin' is 'cause he's so nice Or due to special occasions like birthday
[Scarface] It's danger in the streets these days Man how the fuck am I gon' keep me paid? Believe me mayne; if I got to die I got to go This was all never
These are the last days, settle in Look at the turmoil our kids left the ghetto in They bustin' metal and ain't got remorse for the innocent It's just
I'm too hard to kill, I refuse to die Sweat tears and blood, paid dues survive In these streets I roam, I've been blessed to live Could've easily got
[Verse 1:] I am representing for my niggas on lock down. Doing time for that he say and she say laying niggas down on the freeway. Believe me they need
Where I'm from killers go dumb, usually death is the outcome Welcome to the jungle, where kidnappers haunt you The streets, they really want you I'm serious
Verse 1 (Scarface) Up early in the morning, waken by the sound of my cell phone, Donny hathaway singing on the ringtone. Was a homie that i went to school
Yea, I look all the times i fought, and look at all the times i lost, was it worth what i would sacrafice if i was shot down and died that night shake
Huh [Verse 1 - Scarface] You see a nigga with his game tight, money with a name like 'Face (Face Mob), havin his way, the homie did his thing, right?
Will I ever, ever, ever, be free? Huh, uh, HUH" (My nigga, featuring Lil Wayne... Came here to fuck with me tonight, shwaty) [Verse 2: Scarface] I am
[Verse 1:] She steady tellin' me her dude ain't the type she like And the reason she ain't leavin' is 'cause "he's so nice" On Due to special occasions
(feat. Papa Reu) [Scarface:] I'm representin fo' my niggaz on lock, doin time for that he-say She-say, layin niggaz down on the freeway Believe me,
[Scarface:] It's danger in the streets these days Man how the fuck am I gon' keep me paid? Believe me mayne; if I got to die I got to go This was all
I'm too hard to kill, I refuse to die Sweat tears and blood, paid dues alive In these streets I roam, I've been blessed to live Could've easily got caught
-Aid Who made this crack anyway? Told this about this herron Sold us to alcohol and the guns that we care-on [Chorus: Z-Ro] [Scarface:] It's like the
(feat. Shateish) [Verse 1: Scarface] Up early in the morning, Waken by the sound of my cell phone, Donny hathaway singing on the ringtone. Was a homie
