Hand Of The Dead Body

Scarface

Composición de: Brad Jordan/E. Wilson/Joseph Johnson/Mike Dean/Otis Jackson, Jr.
In world news today officials agree that rapper Brad Jordan alias 
Scarface must be stopped 
After being monitored by secret service agents for two years 
Evidence leads Tobacco and Fire Arms officials to believe that his 
literally dope lyrics promote drug usage and distribution 
Degrade women influence gambling promote and teach violence and more 
importantly 
Its influencing our minors and destroying our young community 
-Officials say, he's the lord of underground rap and his music must be 
stopped 

Scarface: 

We got this whole motherfucker on a mission 
Now the whole entire world's gotta try to come up with a quick decision 
They claim we threats to society 
And now they callin on the government to try and make somebody quiet 
For the bullshit they done to me 
Gangsta Nip, Spice 1 or 2Pac never gave a gun to me 
So gangsta rap ain't done shit for that 
I've even seen white folks from River Oaks go get the gat 
So why you tryin kick some dust up 
America's been always known for blaiming us niggas for they fuck-ups 
And we were always considered evil 
Now they tryin to bust our only code of communicating with our people 
Lets peep the game from a different angle 
Matt Dillon pulled his pistol every time him and someone tangled 
So why you criticize me 
For the shit that you see on your tv 
That rates worse than PG 
Just bring your ass to where they got me 
So you can feel the hand of the dead body 

Chorus:(Repeat 2X) 

Nigga don't believe that song 
That nigga's wrong 
Gangstas don't live that long 

So now they tryin seperation 
And sendin black folks in white coats to infiltrate our congregation 
Tappin into our conversation 
Saying the message that they give 
Bring forth or premeditation 
So David's got a silver mag 
While listenin to Brad, David gets mad and kills his dad 
David Duke's got a shotgun 
So why you get upset cause I got one 
A tisket a tasket 
A nigga got his ass kicked 
Shot in the face by a cop, close casket 
An open and sgut situation 
Cop gets got, the wanna blame it on my occupation 
If you don't dig me, than nigga you can sue me 
Because the shit that I be sayin ain't worse than no western money 
Don't blame me blame your man Gotti 
So you can feel the hand of the dead body 

Chorus: 

Ice Cube: 

You best to free your mine 
Before I free my nine 
And stop fuckin with the void in pop 
Or feel my hot rocks 
Bang,bang, boom boom, ping ping I'm the black 
White boys gat a magazine and don't kow how to act 
I'll attack and make you vomit 
Down with Kahlid Abdul Muhammad 
Do he got a brother, I'm it now 
I'm the illest 
Wanna kill this house nigga Don Cornelius 
Can you feel this? 
You punk niggas make me sick 
Suckin on the devil's dick 
Scared of revolution 
Need to start deuchin 
Houston is the place 
I caught a case 
Them motherfuckers tried to put a scar on my face 
But i bust two times to the gut 
To the Reverend Calvin Butts 
Gotta pair of nuts? 
I started this gangsta shit in 86 
Now you dissin me 
For publicity 
Isn't he a hoe to the third degree 
Who me 
I'm a g who like to scrap-a-lot 
Down with Rap-A-Lot 
And I can't stop, won't stop 
So fuck Bill and Hillary 
Ice Cube their ain't no killin me 
Ice Cube, Scarface 
Droppin on these sellin out niggas, doing it like this 

Chorus
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