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Scarface - Jesse James Lyrics



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 muthaf*cka
+
and killed his ass just like Jesse James
+
Think it's a muthaf*ckin game?
+
I come around this muthaf*cka and kill yo ass just like Jesse James
+
What's my muthaf*ckin 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 muthaf*ckin 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 f*ck up out the picture
+
The hollow point just hitcha, out of line, so it got witcha
+
Call the muthaf*ckin helicopter
+
But ain't no hope, cause the Tina broke that nigga off a hella proper
+
That oughta hold your monkey ass (muthaf*cka, you)
+
That oughta teach your funky ass (muthaf*cka, you)
+
I know this muthaf*ckin game is sheift
+
And you done lost the f*ckin game of life
+
And that's a muthaf*ckin shame
+
You let a nigga come around and do yo ass just like Jesse James
+
And that's a muthaf*ckin shame
+
You came around this muthaf*cka and let me do ya like Jesse James
+
Think it's a muthaf*ckin game?
+
Wait - this muthaf*cka 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 muthaf*ckin case
+
Cause once I got it blind, then he done with
+
Because I'm true to myself, f*ck the dumb shit
+
You ain't no muthaf*ckin 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 (f*ck, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck)
+
I could give a muthaf*ck 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 muthaf*ckin game?
+
I come around this muthaf*cka and cut yo ass just like Jesse James
+
Put out your muthaf*ckin brains
+
I come around this muthaf*cka and do yo ass just like Jesse James
+
Think it's a muthaf*ckin game?
+
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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 muthaf*cka
+
and killed his ass just like Jesse James
+
Think it's a muthaf*ckin game?
+
I come around this muthaf*cka and kill yo ass just like Jesse James
+
What's my muthaf*ckin 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 muthaf*ckin 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 f*ck up out the picture
+
The hollow point just hitcha, out of line, so it got witcha
+
Call the muthaf*ckin helicopter
+
But ain't no hope, cause the Tina broke that nigga off a hella proper
+
That oughta hold your monkey ass (muthaf*cka, you)
+
That oughta teach your funky ass (muthaf*cka, you)
+
I know this muthaf*ckin game is sheift
+
And you done lost the f*ckin game of life
+
And that's a muthaf*ckin shame
+
You let a nigga come around and do yo ass just like Jesse James
+
And that's a muthaf*ckin shame
+
You came around this muthaf*cka and let me do ya like Jesse James
+
Think it's a muthaf*ckin game?
+
Wait - this muthaf*cka 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 muthaf*ckin case
+
Cause once I got it blind, then he done with
+
Because I'm true to myself, f*ck the dumb shit
+
You ain't no muthaf*ckin 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 (f*ck, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck)
+
I could give a muthaf*ck 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 muthaf*ckin game?
+
I come around this muthaf*cka and cut yo ass just like Jesse James
+
Put out your muthaf*ckin brains
+
I come around this muthaf*cka and do yo ass just like Jesse James
+
Think it's a muthaf*ckin game?
+
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Writer: JEREMY MAX FINER, SHANE PATRICK LYSAGHT MACGOWAN, CAIT O'RIORDAN, JAMES THIRKHILL FEARNLEY, ANDREW DAVID RANKEN, PETER SPIDER STACEY
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group

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Performed by: Scarface
From Album: The Diary
Written by: JEREMY MAX FINER, SHANE PATRICK LYSAGHT MACGOWAN, CAIT O'RIORDAN, JAMES THIRKHILL FEARNLEY, ANDREW DAVID RANKEN, PETER SPIDER STACEY
Year: 1994
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