Scarface - The Diary Lyrics
(Say, Face .. nigga, I think I can fade you now)What, fade me how?(Sheeit, on this rap shit)Come on, nigga..I brought my chopper and my hard hatThe shit's *****ed up now show a nigga where the war atCause I'm about to clean houseStick this a.k. up your ass and blow that *****er clean outCause you niggas in the wrongYou came up short and now we fin to get it going onI ain't your average mother*****erYou step out of line and watch a mother*****er bust yaCause you done came at me the wrong wayI ain't no Clint Eastwood, nigga, and you done picked the wrong daySo bring your ass to the battlegroundRat-a-tat-tat, like that is how my gat'll soundAvoid no niggas cause niggas be humanI squeeze the trigger and niggas be movingCause I don't point it in the air and pull the trigger (why?)I'd rather point it at your ass and watch the nigga dieI gives a ***** about your team matesWhen it's all said and done you're gonna wish you never seen 'faceYou shoulda seen that lil nigga BradJames through here, seen Dave and, yo that nigga badAnd your homies better stand stillDon't make my brother Warren bust one of you *****es cause the man willDon't bring your ass to my picnicCause I done had it up to here with all you niggas talking that ***** shitSo you better get your shit rightI'm from the state where you rarely see a mother*****ing fist fightIt's all about the gun blastSo you can miss me with that bullshit you spitting with your punk assIt's the diary of a born killerDon't have to worry about me falling off this thang cause I'm a strong niggaDoubt my regard of the hardWith niggas behind me from East Oakland to the South ParkI've got the mind of the man right behind yaYou can run, you can hide but I'll still find yaLike I say there's no getawayAnd I'm gon' have it where your family'll have to throw your shit awayIt's the return of the real niggasI'm prejudiced to a certain extent but still I kill niggasI'll bust that ass on the *****ing doubleSo push on with that ho shit, *****, cause you don't want troubleSo get your ass up of my shoestringsAnd let your shermed nigga do thingsAy, ay, ay where you fin to go, fool?(I can't ***** with it, you got it, man)Come on, man .. you wanna rap, nigga?(I can't do it) Come onYou see, you see! That's how mother*****er is, doggThat's how mother*****ers be, punk ass hoesYou mother*****ers better quit *****ing with me like thisThat's really doe
