dishes, Hates his life, he only wishes Someday in this world to find his place. And he has a scheme For his own drug regime. Dream, Scarface, dream. Hired
go down They've hired Pat Garrett to force a showdown. Billy, don't it make ya feel so low-down To be shot down by the man who was your friend? Hang
a lake between the land She hired private eyes to follow me Maybe I'll go to Paris and France And meet the Pope and someone to be with for life A place
't relate, til a bitch I dated Forgive my favorite word for hers and hers alike But I learnt it from a song I heard and sorta liked Yeah, for the icin
Carry this picture for luck Kept in a locket, tucked in your collar Close to your chest, make it a secret Shown to the closest friends Meet me at quarter
as Then college, the master degree She hired the heifers that jumped her And made everyone of them work for free? Know, why? So what if my sisters are
I'm the illest rapper to hold a cordless Patrolling corners Looking for hookers to punch in the mouth with a roll of quarters I'm meaner in action
yeah Y'all ready to get this shit started or what? Aight, well I brought some friends with me too Now I ain't back just for the sake of just sayin I'
to have a cheesecake So I pulled over and opened the truck and got a cheesecake And I also took one for later And i took one for my friend farm boy And
"619 hey" what ya gonna do when we come for you? And we the southtown generals Diego Don Originals hitman for hire,made wiseguys untouchable border
for ya Major escape but a basehead saw ya You got it under control, you rock and roll Crime is in your soul, you go on for the goal Comin' home late with
looked like rings In the hot Nevada sun Kids piled high And our moms and dads shook hands In a party of Polaroid friends Rented a pool and hired a band
touched Take the time to fix yourself all up Taking time helps with your luck You can bleed on the other hand Talkin' makes an easy chair a friend, crawlin
so we sniff it all the same Caught my best friend sleepin' with my girlfriend, Jane Now I'm thinkin' of a way to get them slain Assassins for hire, they
She said: "Just bring your Friday paycheck, and I'll cash them all right here. "And I'll keep on tap - for all your friends, their favorite kinds of beer. "And for
jerkin' Your mic sounds weak, remember that skeezer I'm badder than Napoleon, Hitler or Caesar I'm a hitman, but I'm not for hire, fly girl's desire,
The soul searchers wheel and deal If you're looking for repentance They'll hand you down a sentence Far away in Pittsburgh or Paris Love's for
On the banks of the deep end Where your soul is your best friend Searchin' for a reason to go astray Wild dreams turn to nightmares Silver clouds turn