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Skupina:
SCARFACE
Album:
The Diary
Leto:
1994
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Now the funeral is over and all the tears are dried up Niggas hangin deep on the cut gettin fired up Lookin for the nigga who pulled his pistol on my homie An eye for an eye, so now your life is what you owe me Look deep into the eyes of your muthafuckin killer I want you to witness your muthafuckin murder, nigga And since you wants to kill, then your ass has got to fry But ain't no police, therefore your ass has gots to die We play the game for keeps and if you slept I guess you sleep You sho nuff fucked and now your ass is six feet deep Cause where I come from, yo, everybody's got a gat And niggas try your ass just to see where you got your heart at And if your shit is flimsy, then your ass is gonna bend And like I said before there'll be no tears in the end I'm rollin through your hood, now my heart is filled with anger You at your sister's house and now your sister's life in danger (By a total stranger) with the ?kanga? Niggas wanna bang ya and hang ya Sting ya with one up in the chamber Let's take a trip up Holloway So you can see how many niggas in my hood is down to die today We standin up for our own shit And if you outside the click, then you die, bitch It ain't no love in this muthafucka It ain't no love for yourself or your other brother Because we real with this shit, so we stay true And since we bang, we do what O.G.'s say do I've got the mind of the man in the mirror So I'm lookin at me vaguely But I can't seem to fade me I've got my pistol pon cock Ready to lick shots non-stop Until I see your monkey-ass drop And let your homies know who done it Cause when it comes to this gangsta shit you muthafuckas know who run it So when you put this muthafucka to the test You gotta realize somethin, nigga: (you fuckin with the very best) I've got this killer up inside of me I can't talk to my mother, so I talk to my diary I'm goin off on the deep end I find myself face to face with myself while I'm sleepin I see your picture in my head and my hand shake You can run, you can hide, but there's no escape My inner feelings show no mercy on my enemy I got to get this muthafucka before he gets to me So in your own blood you'll bathe And I won't stop until I put this muthafucka in his fuckin grave And I can say this once again You can cry but you'll still die, there'll be no tears in the end
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