Mr. Scarface lyrics

[Intro]
Mr. Mr. Scarface been walking down the block
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

[Chorus]
All I have in this world, all I have in this world
All I have, all I have, all I have in this world

[Bridge]
Ahh yeah, hah
Mr. Scarface is back in the motherf*ckin house once again!
Yea, droppin some of that new
Mr. Scarface Two, on your motherf*ckin ass
So suck a n*gga di*k, or make a n*gga rich
Or something, b*tch

[Verse 1]
I don't give a f*ck about the chatter in the background
n*ggas get beat when they step this is Ak's town
If you don't know, I recommend you check
And ask them motherf*ckers 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, f*ck 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 f*cked
Cause laws get happy on the trigger
Say f*ck it put a cap in a n*gga
But this ass ain't made for no caps, homie
This ass says 'Exit Only'
So I get in the wind but hey
A n*gga 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
[Chorus]
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 n*gga 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 n*gga 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

[Verse 2]
Aiyo Bido, drop that sh*t
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
n*ggas on the cut short stop it
Fiends'll see em small then they go
Where, to see the motherf*ckin' pro
One n*gga got p*ssed
And started reachin' for his sh*t
.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 di*k in the dirt
Laid him out like a motherf*ckin' rug
Gettin' pumped full of .38 slugs
Some other n*ggas stepped out y'all
Aw sh*t, I had to make a phone call
[Skit]
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 motherf*ckers to war man

[Verse 3]
J called up some n*ggas from the 5th Ward
And came back with a motherf*ckin hit squad
Motherf*ckin 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 sh*t starter, or call me Mr. Scarface

[Chorus]
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 n*gga 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 n*gga 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
[Verse 4]
Damn, check this sh*t out
Later on, all alone, you know what happened next
Another b*tch came by to give me sex
It was kind of strange I was throwed off
The last b*tch got her head blowed off
But f*ck I ain'tsta pass up no puddy
She started strippin' at the door, oh goody
I got in that ass with the quickness
f*ckin her down with the diznick
I didn't have to pretend I loved her
All she wanted me to do was just f*ck her
So I gave it up to the lady
And all she said was "f*ck me baby, f*ck me baby"
I started stroking in an outrage
The whole while I was starin' at my twelve gauge
The b*tch was makin noise I said I'm killin her
And all the while my di*k 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 f*ck is Fred, I stood by the door
By that time someone jumped in the window
Now what the f*ck was I do?
The b*tch packed a twenty-two
Hit him in his head, there she laid him
The n*gga standin' by the door I sprayed him
And headed for the back
I seen that same old brown Cadillac
It kinda f*cked me up at first
Cause the n*gga 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 sl*t
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 b*tch!)
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