- Votes:
- Composers:
- Kenneth Gamble
- Bunny Sigler
- Phil Hurtt
- Dwayne Carter
- Brad Jordan
- Bernard James Freeman
- Andre Christopher Lyon
- Marcello Antonio Valenzano
- Monti
 
- See also:
Scarface - Forgot About Me lyrics
(feat. Lil Wayne, Bun B)
"I know they miss yoooooou..." - [Billy Paul]
 [Chorus: sampled from Billy Paul's "Just a Prisoner"]
 It seems like every-BODY, everybody, everybody
 Everybody forgotten about me..
 Will I ever, ever, EVER, be free?
 Huh, uh, HUH?
 [Lil Wayne - Verse 1]
 Just when they thought it was safe
 I picked up the phone and called it a day
 I bought a new car, caught a new case - fuck it
 The harder I walk, the ground shall shake
 Stompin, the harder I march, the ground will break
 I am, groundbreakin, like an earthquake, heh-heh
 Yeah, I run this shit, but I'll tackle it
 You want me to break it down, I'ma fracture it
 My mind is wanderin, I can't find it
 But ten times outta ten, my mind on the mon-ey
 Bandana around my head like I know karate
 And I'll wax a nigga's ass like Mister Miyagi
 And it ain't over 'til the fat lady sang
 And that bitch got a whole lot more weight to gain
 And call me by my new name
 (...What is that?) featuring Lil Wayne
 "It seems like every-BODY, everybody, everybody
 Everybody forgotten about me..
 Will I ever, ever, ever, be free?
 Huh, uh, HUH"
 (My nigga, featuring Lil Wayne..
 Came here to fuck with me tonight, shwaty)
 [Scarface - Verse 2]
 I am as, real as they come as hard as they get
 They go to talkin off the wall I put a par' in they shit
 I'm the o-riginal gangsta, I'll tell you how I do it
 I take niggaz from the jump when they step to me with that bullshit
 I am a fool, bitch, a native H-Town from the south side of Houston
 You're tuned to the sounds of a nigga, who don't give a fuckScarface - Forgot About Me - http://motolyrics.com/scarface/forgot-about-me-lyrics.html
 'casue one way or the other
 I'm gon' still get mine, play the game, motherfucker
 The truth is in the building and I came tonight
 And I done sold so many records, change my name to life
 'cause I can breathe into the hood, make it feel my pain
 And even though they try to change me, I remain the same
 And even if I did have that chrome-plated grill on my shit
 I come from out the motherfuckin bricks
 Now, never forget, where I come from, son
 I'm respected in these motherfuckin streets I run
 I'm Face
 "It seems like every-BODY, everybody, everybody
 Everybody forgotten about me..
 Will I ever, ever, ever, be free?
 Huh, uh, HUH"
(MY, NIGGA)
 [Bun B - Verse 3]
 It's Bun B, the nigga Mr. Swisher, and Mr. Flows
 Mr. Brick, Mr. Killer Grams Nigga, Mr. 'BOWS
 Mr. Slab, Mr. Candy Paint, nigga Mr. Dough
 and Mr. Eighty-fo', hatin hoe, we think yo' sister know
 When I hits the do', motherfuckers drop and kiss the flo'
 Light bulb flow, I glass shatter, transistors blow
 I'm the shit fo' sho! Roll wit it, bitch or {?} worm
 I'm hot in this heat, a head shot'll keep your perm burned
 It's my turn, I earn stripes and paid dues so
 Don't be surprised if I'm in a trap or own a new show
 I don't TRY snitch, sneak diss or even backdo'
 Balla block, a short stop or drop down in Fat, hoe
 (What!) I don't keep it a hunnid (huh), I keep it a thousand
 I'm hood, so I rep the hood, direct from the public housing
 (Manye!) I got it crunk like Obama in a 'Fesco
 Nuttin less than the best, hoe
 Nigga, let's go it's U..
 "It seems like every-BODY, everybody, everybody (muthafuckin G..)
 Everybody forgotten about me.. (K, fo' LIFE!)
 Will I ever, ever, ever, be free? (Long Live the Pimp!)
 Huh, uh, HUH"









