Scarface
Scarface - Body Snatchers songtekst
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[Verse 1] I'm on a rampage been forced to look at darkness Brought up being heartless and with a gauge is how I'll guard this Quietly I sit plottin hits like a lunatic Waitin for a bitch to start some shit so I can hit'em With a string of bullets comin from a tech 9 warned you Not to test mine, and if you make it you'll know next time That if you fuck with me I'm gonna get ya and when I catch ya You'll be a victim of the one they call the body snatcher [Verse 2] Many claim to be a gangster but that gangster aint a gangster That gangter is a prankster, yeah, a prankster's how I rank ya At the sight of blood, you hold your stomach then you're runnin Hands over your eyes and like a ho you start to vomit See I ain't never backed up Rack up as they sack up And giggle at the niggas when they die while bodies stack up Like I said before The DJ Akshen's my identity A homicidal maniac with suicidal tendencies The judge'll try to sentence me to 10 I'll never blink He'll change it say I'm psycho And just send me to a shrink 20 months I'm in seclusion and my heads filled with confusion Got a feelin that I'm losin so I've come to this conclusion I gotta gets the fuck out I can't take it anymore Caught a watchman at his post so I rushed him to the floor I was thinkin to myself what if his posse comes to get me I know if I will die I gotta take some niggas with me Put my hands around his neck began to choke him Grabbed his pistol out his holster then I smoke him waited a second I heard motherfuckers comin Grabbed an extra box of shells and started runnin Now I'm the nigga cops are runnin after It's time to snatch some bodies cuz im the body snatcher [Verse 3] Runnin through the waitin room motherfuckers chasin me Judges wait to face me, coppers wanna waste me, erase me But I ain't goin out like a sucker Ready, aim, fire. I shot a motherfucker Continued through the parking lot a lot of lights were flashing Some homey's must've seen me cuz I heard someone yell Akshen Headed for the vehicle my posse from the Park Some brothers from the Clark and my family from the Ward Bushwick, Red, Will, and Shop No questions asked, they pulled out their shit and shot You hoes should've got back on the bus wet Cuz I aint that nigga to be fucked wit Caught up with the punk-ass shrink who sent me Put my pistol point blank, and popped till it was empty One bad motherfucker comin at ya Peace, from the body snatcher