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SCARFACE lyrics : "IT'S NOT A GAME"

[Scarface]
it's danger in the streets these days
Man how the $#&@ am I gon' keep me paid?

Believe me mayne; if I got to die I got to go
This was all never sure cause danger life I know
It was all about the diamond chains, or the ride and bank

Smoke and listen to the Isleys sang
Would I ride the same? Dawg, probably not
Laid back reminiscin on the times I shot

Dare all mother$#&@ers trippin in them parkin lots
If it was war ^!$$%z wanted it was war they got
I'm a ^!$$%, a real ^!$$%, a quick thanker

that would hesitate to aim and see the chamber
Discharge the cartridges that the hollow-point came from
You can hide but you cain't run

Yeah, and he just started what can not be stopped
And $#&@ed up cause you were thinkin you could not be got


[Chorus: repeat 2X]
This is not a game
^!$$%z want a lifestyle with finer thangs

Hustlin to come up on these diamond chains, diamond rangs
Runnin on the daily out here tryin to slang


[Scarface]
Now !@#^yzin all the wrong I've done
I'm surprised I ain't dead I guess the good die young

I put a hole in a ^!$$% head, $#&@ why run
from a lazy mother$#&@er cause he flashed his gun
We ain't cut from the same %#@!, ^!$$% I'm a shooter

If I show I got a pistol best believe I'ma shoot a
stupid mother$#&@er down, shoot a mother$#&@er down
Chalk his $$# in the dirt with a bullet in his mouth

And I won't lose sleep cause when it come
time for me to pay the piper
$#&@ it, I've been tryin to meet

Yeah~! So please believe that when it's time to show
I'll be ready with my arms crossed, dyin to go
And I won't shed tears, I'm respected here

And you won't hear things you'd expect to hear
I rejected fear; and I don't wanna be another second here
But the question is, is he lettin me live?


[Chorus]


[Scarface]
Right here the pros and cons
Cause life's way deeper than the frozen arm

They might streetsweep you if you're holdin on
My Sunday School teacher taught us Job in
songs, another soul is gone

She couldn't have told me %#@!
Cause all I wanna do right here is fold me grip
And she talks to me in codes and all I know is bricks

Learn how to rock me up an O I coulda sold for
six, instead she sold me tricks
So now I plead my case

The cops all on me tryin to bleed my safe
My pops all on me tryin to squeeze my face
But I'm not gon' squeal so I'ma need my

space, back up I need my space
Momma ain't raised no rat
The word got back and ^!$$%z paid for that

Yo' $$# got served and never made it back
Your $$# had birds a ^!$$% laid you flat,
and then he raid your stack

that's how the game is played

[Chorus]

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