Scarfaces

[Intro: Canibus] (DJ do it all!) Hold up Set in the salt for my nigga Agent Killa Sha on the front line Two five shine style [Pre-Hook: Canibus] Nobody move, nobody get laced Fuckin' with Canibus Big Pun and Khadafi Nobody move, nobody get laced Fucking with Killa Sha, Big Pun and Khadafi What! [Verse 1: Big Pun] Brace yourself before you get yourself laced Fucking with the spic piece of shit Scarface Tony Mon, rolling with Joey the only don Cartagena, cock the nina, it's on Enter my world of doom, consume fear and feel the panic I ram a lightning bolt between the Earth and the Moon and curl the planets I'm [?] with lyrics spannin' for galaxies Battle me, mathematically, I'm givin' your wisdom a cavity Rapidly flowing, controlling thе time, step over thе line I'm blowing your mind with just a flow and a rhyme I'm Hogan in his prime, too strong and fast You can bomb and blast, come on, you'll still be on your ass I'm satisfaction guaranteed, you're fiction like Quentin Tarantin' Kickin' your baddest dreams, shit you haven't seen I have to be perfectly honest We should have an anniversary to acknowledge the way I work through ebonics I verbally vomit on rappers/niggas that try to kid us with garbage lyrics My style delivers outside The Outer Limits I'm like the pyramids 'cause every point is precise Now you know me for life, four pound Cuban flooded with ice [Chorus: Canibus] Brace yourself before you get yourself laced Fucking with the sick Arabic Scarface We represent a cold race, thugs full of hate Enemies of the state locked behind gates Brace yourself before you get yourself laced Fucking with the sick Arabic Scarface We represent a cold race, thugs full of hate Enemies of the state locked behind gates [Verse 2: Canibus] The first nigga that move get laced like shoes As an example so the second nigga knows what I do Where I'm from, we don't give a fuck about rules, we grimy "You think I'd kill two kids and a woman?" - aight motherfucker try me I'm one of the worst Scarfaces reincarnated That carving your name in the pavement shit is outdated I go to Mount Rushmore with high powered lasers Replace all four of them faces with four facelifts One at a time until they all look like mine A new and improved design for the 1 triple 9 A better nigga with better lyrics and better rhymes Ahead of my time, I'll even put my life on the line While you in the studio writing your rhyme I'll run up in it with a hydrogen bomb singing the sacred psalm *Chant* And then I'll blow us all to Hell in the name of Allah [Chorus: Canibus] Brace yourself before you get yourself laced Fucking with the sick Arabic Scarface We represent a cold race, thugs full of hate Enemies of the state locked behind gates Brace yourself before you get yourself laced Fucking with the sick Arabic Scarface We represent a cold race, thugs full of hate Enemies of the state locked behind gates [Verse 3: Tragedy Khadafi] You ain't a thug, screaming at the sight of your own blood I'll run up in the spot and take everything you love Masked and gloved it, the way we dubbed it you loved it Lost like an innocent child soon as the slug hit Thug shit, wild like Geronimo Pratt I'll disarm you and stand right in front of your gat Yo for real though, niggas can't fuck with my piece, see It's real though, you can get clapped back to B.C We burn cali in QB, hashy Team be steady extremely Islamic Atomic, rip mics like Prophet Mohammed More or less my war techs tear your chest Hot slugs have you dripping from chest to Gortex You small minded, can't fuck with my degrees You leukaemia heads smoked too many trees So brace yourself before you get yourself laced Fucking with the sick Arabic Scarface Iron Sheik still creep wrapped in turban Laptops in the headrest, black suburban [Chorus: Canibus] Brace yourself before you get yourself laced Fucking with the sick Arabic Scarface We represent a cold race, thugs full of hate Enemies of the state locked behind gates Brace yourself before you get yourself laced Fucking with the sick Arabic Scarface We represent a cold race, thugs full of hate Enemies of the state locked behind gates