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Scarface - Emeritus lyrics
I'm just another ghetto boy 
Single parent upbringing, mama's pride and joy 
Dad died 'fore I got a chance to meet that dude 
So I was raised in the hood, in the streets I grew 
Seen it all, it ain't too much I ain't done yet 
Let my nuts hang, nigga I ain't scared of shit 
Seen death in my eyes, musta not have been time 
Cause I'm the last of this motherfuckin breed of mine 
Yeah and can't nobody tell you no different 
The nerve of this motherfucker sayin I'm tripping 
The nerve of you motherfuckers questionin this 
When I'm as real as a realass nigga can get 
And I was raised with that g-code imbedded in my blood 
And I would rather die than tell on a nigga from my hood 
Or tell it on a motherfucker period 
I take the code to the game that serious 
The streets got rules, it's certain shit you don't do like 
Sayin it was me when you knowin that it was you 
It's not defamation if what I'm sayin is true 
Picked a fight, got beat, now this pussy is tryin to sue 
Bitch, you knowin what the outcome was 
Fuck with one fuck with all, we were bound by blood 
Not the blood of the gang but the blood of James 
It's out of love for this nigga we pump slugs in frames 
That's the type of dude you're listenin to 
Soft to you for a minute then I'm trippin with you 
And since you want it with me I'll position them goons 
They carry out the order to this mission and boom 
Ya out, now what was all this chit-chat about? 
A word from the wise, keep my dick out ya mouth 
Apparently I been too lenient on dudes 
Cause you niggas done forgot who the streets belong to Scarface - Emeritus - http://motolyrics.com/scarface/emeritus-lyrics.html
I'm the motherfuckin king, I'm the motherfuckin mayor 
I'm the president, the don, the boss of all players 
Remember me, the one you got your idea from? 
Well I'm still here, planted on this block I slung 
So fresh and so clean, complicated rhyme schemes 
You niggas is monotone, ain'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 F-A-C 
The M to the O to the motherfuckin B 
OG, to the critics analyzing my shit 
Thinkin so-and-so is better, you can suck my dick 
Cause it's been 20 years and counting and I still ain't bouncing 
Fuck the club I'm a true thug, the realest nigga out here 
Yeah I listen to them bullshit caps 
Or how they so-called shine but that bullshit's wack 
Steady on my grind and when I pull this strap 
I'ma show you what I mean by "These fools just rap" 
Cause I'm just as greedy as the next man is 
I see em sellin and then I'ma feed my kids 
And it is what it is, you can take it how you want it 
Motherfuck who I offend they can meet me on the corner 
It don't matter who you is or where you come from punk 
When you see me that's the motherfuckin bell, bitch, jump 
Cause I'm tired of you niggas disrespecting the great 
I am legend, it ain't nobody fuckin with Face 
My catalog's timeless 
I could go on for days and days 
Let me count the ways I got paid 
It's over when I leave this stage 
I'ma turn the page, say goodbye to Face 
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