Eye 4 An Eye lyrics

[Intro: Scarface]
Yeah, yeah
It's f*cked up

[Verse 1: Scarface & Willie D]
I got a partner who been gone for eleven flat
And I ain't seen him since he been gone, imagine that
A young n*gga in the hood I grew up in
Fightin' a battle in the system that no one wins
And all these n*ggas go for bad when they lose friends
Gettin' impossible to tie up all the loose ends
My homeboy lost his sista in a car wreck
He's still alive but through her eyes he done saw her death
And when he came, he was violent (violent)
And when he left, she was silent (silent)
No other way left to describe it
You tellin' n*ggas keep they heads up, you fool you
When they killin' n*ggas like they used to
And ain't no-mothaf*ckin-body fightin' back
Pretty soon they gon be hangin blacks (why?)
'Cause n*ggas won't react, we take an eye for an eye
And a tooth for tooth do them b*tches like they do us
c*ck it back and shoot

[Chorus 1]
Lock and load, standin' at the end of the road
Glocks explode, you mothaf*ckas reap what you sow
Lock the doors, ain't nobody leavin' alive
At the end of the line, we gotta die
That's why we're take an eye for an eye and a tooth for tooth
Do them b*tches like they do us, c*ck it back and shoot
Lock and load, standin' at the end of the road
Rob and loot, you ride for me I ride for you
[Verse 2]
And when you pop them mothaf*ckas
You pop them b*tches till they stop bleeding
I'm coming through and my Glock leadin'
(And they stop breathin')
You tell his mothaf*ckin mama "stop grievin'"
Cause we're not leavin'
Until she know how to feels to lose a loved one
Mothaf*ck a redneck race
(f*ck that n*gga, let's slug one n*gga)
Tie that b*tch by his ankles to the back of a truck
Drag his ass till his body parts rip the f*ck up

[Pre-Chorus]
Lock and load, standin' at the end of the road
Glocks explode, you mothaf*ckas reap what you sow
Lock the doors, ain't nobody leavin' alive
At the end of the line, we gotta die
That's why I'm keepin' my peace of mind
Poverty structured to destroy
Everything that it touches
Leavin' n*ggas on crutches
And the whole neighborhood in pain
We bow our heads and continue to pray

[Chorus 1]
Lock and load, standin' at the end of the road
Glocks explode, you mothaf*ckas reap what you sow
Lock the doors, ain't nobody leavin' alive
At the end of the line, we gotta die
That's why we're take an eye for an eye and a tooth for tooth
Do them b*tches like they do us, c*ck it back and shoot
Lock and load, standin' at the end of the road
Rob and loot, you ride for me I ride for you
[Verse 4]
You disrespect our community when you come around
Then enlist the black ministers to calm us down
b*tch, f*ck peace and the police
Until the bullsh*t cease, it's a war in the belly of the beast
A Nat Turner-Learner
I keep my finger on the f*ckin' trigga
I ain't scared like these other n*ggas
Black life being lost to you cannibal types
While you're fightin' over animal rights, you cannibal whites
Decapitate 'em like they did dude
And let em rot in the woods
Leave 'em sittin' there for bird food
It's cold-blooded
'Cause we can't get a fair shot
We're gettin' 20 years for dime rocks
Three strikes, that's sh*t for n*ggas and the vatos
Not for the crackas up in Pine Oaks, and I hope (I hope)
Eventually, we'll overcome it
But ain't no motherf*ckin' singin'
You wantin' drama? We can bring it

[Bridge: Willie D]
Look I'ma say this sh*t one time and one time only
We ain't against all white people
But we are against all white people that's against us
f*ck all you motherf*ckers!
[Verse 5]
f*ck your jail cells
f*ck your mangy-ass dogs
f*ck your chewing tobacco
f*ck your confederate flag
And f*ck your militias, your shotguns in the back of your pickups
You cow-herdin', sheep-f*ckin', horseback-ridin'
Barefoot-walkin', tractor-drivin', trailer-park
Cousin-f*ckin, n*gga-jew-hatin
Redneck racist (you mothaf*cka)
You mothaf*ckas are unbelievable
Y'all talkin' all that sh*t about "go back to Africa"
You weren't talkin' all that sh*t when we was out there in them fields sweatin'
Pickin' that cotton for y'all mothaf*ckin' asses
We built this mothaf*cka
We deserve just as much if not more prosperity than you hoes do
Angry white man, who the f*ck you angry with?
You should be angry with your mothaf*ckin' self
Because we don't own corporate America
Y'all do
Corporate America is 70 percent white male Anglo Saxon
Y'all run the motherf*cker, y'all took the job overseas
You wanna be mad at somebody, be mad at your goddamned self
But if you wanna get it on we can get it on mothaf*cka
Till the break of dawn you understand what I'm sayin'
You want a race war? You got it
I ain't scared of you motherf*ckers