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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

Niggas get beat when they step this is Ak’s town

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 'caine is the thang and I bet

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 at 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, homie

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 in—all I have in—all I have in this world

Nobody knows my name, they’ll only know this face

On the for-reala my nigga just call me Scarface

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

Nobody knows my name, they’ll only know this face

On the for-reala my nigga just call me Scarface

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

Aiyo 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' 128

I got myself a bag and I can’t wait

To cut em up small to make a profit

Niggas 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

.357 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 .38 slugs

Some other niggas stepped out y’all

Aw shit, I had to make a phone call

J. Prince: Hello?

Scarface: Hey J!

J. Prince: Wassup?

Scarface: I’m in a little trouble man

J. Prince: Where you at?

Scarface: I’m out here in South Park Village

J. Prince: Stay right there, I’ll be right on

Scarface: C’mon let’s take these motherfuckers to war man

J called up some niggas from the 5th Ward

And came back with a motherfuckin hit squad

Motherfuckin Uzi machine

Big Chief packed an M-16

Will an 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 drug

One more war took place

You can call me the shit starter, or call me Mr. Scarface

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

Nobody knows my name, they’ll only know this face

On the for-reala my nigga just call me Scarface

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

Nobody knows my name, they’ll only know this face

On the for-reala my nigga just call me Scarface

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

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 throwed off

The last bitch got her head blowed off

But fuck I ain’tsta pass up no putty

She started strippin' at the door, oh goody

I got in that ass with the quickness

Fuckin her down with the diznick

I didn’t have to pretend I loved her

All she wanted me to do was just fuck her

So I gave it up to the lady

And all she said was «Fuck me baby, fuck me baby»

I started stroking in an outrage

The whole while I was starin' at my twelve gauge

The bitch was makin noise I said I’m killin her

And all the while my dick was hard and he was still in her

I made a nut as she fell to the floor

I heard a knock on the front door

I grabbed the twelve gauge from the bed head

Who is it? (Fred) Who?

Who the fuck is Fred, I stood by the door

By that time someone jumped in the window

Now what the fuck was I do?

The bitch packed a twenty-two

Hit him in his head, there she laid him

The nigga standin' by the door I sprayed him

And headed for the back

I seen that same old brown Cadillac

It kinda fucked me up at first

Cause the nigga that drove that Caddy rode away in a hearse

I opened up fire on the ride G

Who I was shootin for was standin right behind me

I had a double barrel pointed at my ass

Could this be the end of Mr. Brad?

I don’t know what happened to the slut

Well that’s about the time the closet door it opened up

(On your ass trick!

I’ll be damned if I go out like the last bitch!)

Heh, five-0's on my ass, mane

They know me by the face, but they don’t know my last name

Now I’m back on the case

Yeah, just call me Mr. Scarface