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Hand Of The Dead Body (feat. Ice Cube & Devin the Dude)
Scarface
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In world news today, officials agree that Rapper Brad Jordan alias Scarface must be stopped After being monitored by secret service agents for two years Evidence leads Tobacco and Fire Arms officials to believe That his literally ****ed lyrics promote drug usage and distribution Degrade women, influence gambling, promote and teach violence And more importantly it's influencing our minors And destroying our communities Officials say, "He's the Lord of underground rap And his music must be stopped" We got this whole mother****er on a mission Now the, whole entire world's Gotta try to come up with a quick decision They claim we threats to society And now they callin' on the government To try and make somebody quiet For the bullshit they've done to me Gangsta Nip, Spice 1 or 2Pac never gave a gun to me So gangsta rap ain't done shit for that I've even seen white folks from River Oaks go get the gat So why you tryin' kick some dust up America's always been known for blaming us niggas for their ****-ups And we were always considered evil Now they tryin' to bust our only code of communicating with our people Let's peep the game from a different angle Matt Dillon pulled his pistol every time him and someone tangled So criticize me for the bullshit that you see On your TV that rates worse than PG Just bring your ass to where they got me So you can feel the hand of the dead body B*****s don't believe that song, that shit's wrong Gangstas don't live that long So now they tryin' separation And sendin' black folks in white coats to infiltrate our So now they tryin' separation And sendin' black folks in white coats to infiltrate our So so now they tryin' separation And sendin' black folks in white coats to infiltrate our congregation Tappin' into our conversation, saying the message that they give Bring forth or premeditation So David's got a silver mag While listenin' to Brad, David gets mad and kills his dad David Duke's got a shotgun So why you get upset 'cause I got a tisk, task A nigga's ass shot in the face by a cop, close casket An open and shut situation Cop gets got, the wanna blame it on my occupation If you don't dig me, then **** you, you can sue me Because the shit that I be saying ain't worse than no Western movie Don't blame me blame your man Gotti So you can feel the hand of the dead body B*****s don't believe that song, that shit's wrong Gangstas don't live that long You best to free your mine before I free my nine And stop ****ing with the void or feel my hot rocks Bang bang, boom boom, ping ping I'm the black White boys gat a magazine and don't know how to act I'll attack and make you vomit Down with Kahlid Abdul Muhammad Do he got a brother, I'm it now I'm the illest wanna kill this house nigga Don Cornelius Can you feel this? You punk b***h niggas make me sick Sucking on the devil's d**k, scared of revolution Need to start deuchin' Houston is the place I caught a case Houston is the place I caught a case Houston is the place I caught a case Them mother****ers tried to put a scar on my face But I bust two times to the gut To the Reverend Calvin Butts gotta pair of n**s? I started this gangsta shit in '86 Now you dissin' me for publicity, isn't he a hoe to the third degree I'm a G who like to scrap a lot, down with rap a lot And I can't stop, won't stop So **** Bill and Hillary, Ice Cube, there ain't no killing me Ice Cube, Scarface, dropping on these selling out b*****s, doing it like this B*****s don't believe that song, that shit's wrong Gangstas don't live that long
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