Hand of the Dead Body

In world news today

Officials decree that rapper Brad Jordan, alias Scarface must be stopped

After being monitored by Secret Service agents for two years

Evidence leads tobacco and firearms officials to believe

That his literally dope lyrics promote drug usage and distribution

Degrade women, influence gambling, promote and teach violence

And more importantly, it's influencing our minors

And destroying our young community

Officials say, he's the lord of underground rap

Him and his music must be stopped

We got this whole motherfucker on a mission

Now the whole entire world's gotta try to come up with a quick decision

They claim we threats to society

And now they calling on the government to try and make somebody quiet

For the bullshit they done to me

Gangsta Nip, Spice-1 or 2Pac never gave a gun to me

So gangsta rap ain't done shit for that

I've even seen white folks from River Oaks go get the gat

So, why you trying kick some dust up?

America's been always known for blaming us niggas for they fuck-ups

And we were always considered evil

Now they trying to bust our only code of communicating with our people

Let's peep the game from a different angle

Matt Dillon pulled his pistol every time him and someone tangled

So, why you criticize me for the shit that you see on your TV

That rates worse than PG?

Just bring your ass to where they got me

So you can feel the hand of the dead body

Nigga don't believe that song

That nigga's wrong

Gangstas don't live that long

Nigga don't believe that song

That nigga's wrong

Gangstas don't live that long

So now they trying separation

And sending black folks in white coats to infiltrate our congregation

Tapping into our conversation

Saying the message that they give bring forth or premeditation

So David's got a silver mag

While listening to Brad, David gets pissed and kills his dad

David Duke's got a shotgun

So, why you get upset 'cause I got one?

A tisket a tasket, a nigga got his ass kicked

Shot in the face by a cop, close casket

An open and shut situation

Cop gets got, the wanna blame it on my occupation

If you don't dig me, than nigga you can sue me

'Cause the shit that I be saying ain't worse than no western movie

Don't blame me blame your man Gotti

So you can feel the hand of the dead body

Nigga don't believe that song

That nigga's wrong

Gangstas don't live that long

Nigga don't believe that song

That nigga's wrong

Gangstas don't live that long

You best to free your mind before I free my nine

And stop fucking with Devoid of Pop or feel my hot rocks

Bang, bang, boom boom, ping, ping, I'm the black

White boys got a magazine and don't kow how to act

I'll attack and make you vomit

Down with Khalid Abdul Muhammad

Do he got a brother? I'm it now

I'm the illest

Wanna kill this house nigga Don Cornelius

Can you feel this?

You punk niggas make me sick

Sucking on the devil's dick, scared of revolution

Need to start douching, Houston is the place, I caught a case

Them motherfuckers tried to put a scar on my face

But I bust two times to the gut

Do the Reverend Calvin Butts, got a pair of nuts?

I started this gangsta shit in '86, now you dissin' me? For publicity?

Isn't he a ho to the third degree?

Who, me?

I'm a G that like to scrap-a-lot

Down with Rap-A-Lot

And I can't stop, won't stop

So, fuck Bill and Hillary

Ice Cube there ain't no killing me

Ice Cube, Scarface

Dropping on these selling out niggas, doing it like this

Nigga don't believe that song

That nigga's wrong

Gangstas don't live that long

Nigga don't believe that song

That nigga's wrong

Gangstas don't live that long