I don't
give a
fuck about the chatter in the background,
niggas get reeked when they step this is
X -Town
If you don't know,
I recommend you check
And ask the motherfuckers how
many heads I put to rest
I play a game,
but the game ain't roulette
Slaying
Cain is the thing, and I bet
That there's a lot of wannabe
Scarfaces I've heard the
name in 99 different places
I met a scorcher,
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
Look on a person on a murder route,
fuck that I refuse to be a visitor at
State's camp
So I'm broken left behind
all I worked for
Either that or be sentenced for a drug war
And many wanna know why I slowed up
It's either that or get fucked
Cause laws get happy on the trigger
Say fucking put a cap in a nigga
But this ass ain't made for no caps,
homie
This ass says exit only
So I get in the wind, but hey
A nigga still sold a quarter every day
I sat around for six months black,
waiting for the day to make a comeback
And now I'm ready for combat,
Mr.
Scarface is back
I have it, this one, I have it,
this one I have it, I have it, I have it, this
Yeah, nobody knows my name,
don't let me know this face
On the pavilion, my nigga just call me
Scarface
I have it, this one, I have it,
this one I have it, I have it, I have it,
Yeah, nobody knows my name,
don't let me know this face
Hey, yo,
Brito, drop that shit