tricks on me, Scarface is back Diary of a man made, nigga comin agg' The wall, the dead, lettin niggas know I aint a prankster Damn it feels good to be a
* a/k/a/ "Look Into My Eyes" [Scarface] Look me in my eyes, tell me what you see Do you think I'm cra-zy??? (AAAAAGHHH!! Just bein me) Sometimes
a dying species, and this I know The truth was in my bloodline, planted in my seed The last of this muthafuckin breed The last of this muthafuckin breed
they shit If all a law enforcement, nigga's get deaded for that shit Thought you was a street nigga, pulled a heat nigga at that Come to find out was a
right amount of pressure, them thangs look free [S] I'm on my way now, desperate need of a lick indeed [J] Believe I got a vick if it's a brick you need
talking - echo after each pause] Ya know... the street's different... stays as it likes... Either, headin into a storm... ya in a storm... or ya just got out of a
ruin your career I got mine all my God-damn self, get in line And I'll destroy a slew of you niggaz, one at a time I'm the last of a kind, you God-damn
? I gotta have it Like the Roy Jones - you see this money get me hungry like a wolf And when a nigga hungry I'm a wolf That's when I start my rage, and