Emeritus lyrics

by

Lil Wayne


[Scarface]
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, n*gga I ain't scared of sh*t
Seen death in my eyes, musta not have been time
Cause I'm the last of this motherf*ckin breed of mine
Yeah and can't nobody tell you no different
The nerve of this motherf*cker sayin I'm tripping
The nerve of you motherf*ckers questionin this
When I'm as real as a realass n*gga can get
And I was raised with that G-code embedded in my blood
And I would rather die than tell on a n*gga from my hood
Or tell it on a motherf*cker period
I take the code to the game that serious
The streets got rules, it's certain sh*t 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 pus*y is tryin to sue
b*tch, you knowin what the outcome was
f*ck with one f*ck 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 n*gga 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 di*k out ya mouth
Apparently I been too lenient on dudes
Cause you n*ggas done forgot who the streets belong to
I'm the motherf*ckin king, I'm the motherf*ckin 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 n*ggas is monotone, ain't no f*ckin with heat
I'm a motherf*ckin g and if I'm lyin then poof
May the Lord strike me dead in this motherf*ckin booth
I'm the truth, emeritus, the F-A-C
The M to the O to the motherf*ckin B
OG, to the critics analyzing my sh*t
Thinkin so-and-so is better, you can suck my di*k
Cause it's been 20 years and counting and I still ain't bouncing
f*ck the club I'm a true thug, the realest n*gga out here
Yeah I listen to them bullsh*t caps
Or how they so-called shine but that bullsh*t's wack
Steady on my grind and when I pull this strap
I'mma 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'mma feed my kids
And it is what it is, you can take it how you want it
Motherf*ck 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 motherf*ckin bell, b*tch, jump
Cause I'm tired of you n*ggas disrespecting the great
I am legend, it ain't nobody f*ckin 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'mma turn the page, say goodbye to Face
Wave
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