[Al Pacino, "Scarface"] This town like a great big pussy, waitin to get fucked I'm you, I, I shoulda come here ten years ago I'da been a, a by this time By this time, I'd my own boat, my own car, my own golf course In country, you gotta make the money first Then you get the money, you get the power Then when you get the power, you get the women why you gotta make your own moves
I come from the under, bring the and the thunder pumper a burnin' rubber in yo baby mother Fuck supper, I'll eat yo bitch ass up for In Texas, we first and then ask questions Competition, all you can do is wishin' you need to yo muthafuckin' ass up and listen The prison winnin', a losin' battle Puttin' in our heart, we got more beef than cattle killin' Mexicans I'm tired of you jealous men Mad I'm movin' on up like the Jeffersons Easy pickins, I made a livin' cookin' The sickest, now my flow is harder than my is You bump two lips and I'ma bust my two clips That's two tips to make you do two flips Cause I'm a fool and a nut that don't give a fuck Buckle up and do a drive-by in my truck
[Al Pacino, "Scarface"] Look, the time has come; we gotta The whole operation, New York, Chicago, L.A We set our own mark, and enforce it We gotta big now
I got my mind on dollar signs, blowin' lime dimes of My time to shine, you don't know Bing man he to shine, and blind, dedicated to my rhymes Top down, spine, as I crawl on the grind See I shut 'em down. Stop flexin' I'm bustin' Bullet and slimes, you stop up at the stop sign Think sharp like Einstein, syrup and combined paint on recline, keep my broads in line Come and find these niggaz to God they wreckin' the scene I'm so tired like Al Green; oh you ain't about Bing? Baby moma's on ding-a-ling, exposin the G-String Say panties got wet, the first time that they peeped me I ain't no hoe, I sip 4's, get and watch sports '84's, indo, blowin' 'dro on the road Stackin' C-notes, makin' niggas full of they own dope 'til the day I go southeast in Grando fo sho
[Al Pacino, "Scarface"] I all that bullshit, save your breath You got on me You know it, I it I'm changing bills You waste my time? Okay my lawyer He's the lawyer in Miami He's such a good That by morning, you're gonna be working in Alaska
Woke up this morning, in a that was padded up Strapped to the bed, move, got me mad enough I screamed at the top of my lungs, "Where am I, have I done?" They stuffed my so I couldn't bite my tongue then they my arm and a needle stung the lithium the maximum sedation Seven later I made a vague interrogation They sayin' I burnt man, and his wife, and they kids It appears none of lived, I can't remember if I did But they insist that I'm the arsonist, claimin' my part in this was that I doused the bodies in the and stayed up off of this But not I snapped the necks of each and everyone of 'em cause it's cleaner than the runnin' up and gunnin' 'em Then I stacked up and grabbed the gas for the soakin' 'em Actin' like dead while the fumes was just chokin' 'em Now comin' back to me, reality, that would be Yes I set the fire beyond the common casualty
[Al Pacino, "Scarface"] you think I am, huh? What you think I am a fuckin' like you? I told you already, I told you, don't with me! I told you, no fuckin kids, no but you wouldn't [gunfire], [scream],