Scarface

Scarface - Jesse James lyrics

Snuck up behind him, had his hands in his pocket

Too my pistol out, unlocked it

Pulled the hammer back and - cocked it

And left his shit all on the carpet

I seen a (murder, murder) I pin-pointed my target

I'm making my way up out the building

I got the nigga that I came here to get, notify his children

That they old man done fell up out the game

Because I came to this muthafucka

and killed his ass just like Jesse James

Think it's a muthafuckin game?

I come around this muthafucka and kill yo ass just like Jesse James

What's my muthafuckin name?

There'll be no witnesses to this homicide

No re-enactment on the late night news to be re-dramatized

All you got is a nigga with a dot

In the middle of his muthafuckin head he been shot

Dropped in the middle of the floor and he ain't breathin

And the nigga's on the go cause we ain't seein

He did his dirt and got the fuck up out the picture

The hollow point just hitcha, out of line, so it got witcha

Call the muthafuckin helicopter

But ain't no hope, cause the Tina broke that nigga off a hella proper

That oughta hold your monkey ass (muthafucka, you)

That oughta teach your funky ass (muthafucka, you)

I know this muthafuckin game is sheift

And you done lost the fuckin game of life

And that's a muthafuckin shame

You let a nigga come around and do yo ass just like Jesse James

And that's a muthafuckin shame

You came around this muthafucka and let me do ya like Jesse James

Think it's a muthafuckin game?

Wait - this muthafucka got me bent, I gots to - break

Because this nigga done put his hands all up in my - face

He best to chill before I hit him with this - lace

And catch this muthafuckin case

Cause once I got it blind, then he done with

Because I'm true to myself, fuck the dumb shit

You ain't no muthafuckin gangsta, gee

And when I get up out your ass you gon' realize it just ain'tsta be

It ain't no studio up in me

And all that bullshit I'm hearin you talk only offends me

And lately I'm under a lot of pressure

It seems to me you can't come clean, so yo, I gots to check ya

I pull my .45 and (buck, buck, buck, buck)

And right before he die I (fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck)

I could give a muthafuck about the sentence

I snatch yo ass up off the hinges cause I'm (SCREAMING FOR VENGEANCE)

Cause life has no meaning, no meaning

We were all born to die, so no screaming

Think it's a muthafuckin game?

I come around this muthafucka and cut yo ass just like Jesse James

Put out your muthafuckin brains

I come around this muthafucka and do yo ass just like Jesse James

Think it's a muthafuckin game?

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