Conspiracy Theory Lyrics - Last Of A Dying Breed - Scarface

The conspiracy theory... 

[Scarface] 

I knew this nigga who sittin, on the dock on the bay 

Had plans of gettin rich so he was plottin with Jay 

This motherfucker had the street game locked 

Had the blocks all sold up, 

and always saw the cops when they showed up 

He had the rep of being murderous too 

The type of nigga, with the mind of a God-damn fool 

But he knew, to get off in this crew, he had to change 

So when James went to church this nigga did the same 

So he's steppin back away from the cut 

But his vengeance of livin, had his braincells start to fuck up 

Steady callin his shots, but steady leavin a trail 

So sit back peep my game, I got a story to tell 

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I came from a gang with niggaz who do crime 

They didn't rat they niggaz out when they came to do time 

No snitchin nobody out when ya facin a life sentence 

For death, you do it by yo God-damn self 

[Scarface] 

He gettin clean, so we gave him a job 

Had the whole entire city on they knees, recognizin the mob 

Took the cash that he was makin, in this seat 

And compared it, to the cash off in these God-damn streets 

As luck gon' be, the scales didn't break even 

So now he's out to go an get the cash that he needin 

Some wise man once told me 

(?) but I didn't believe him, so he showed me 

Gave an example; the piece of a pie 

Said if you eat to much it's gone at the blink of an eye 

This for these niggaz out here hearin me 

Hypothetical conversation, the rest of that shit, is a conspiracy 

I got the word and heard he back on the grind 

Ran across and met a nice spot, runnin his mob 

I love the nigga, so I gave him some dap 

He said he loved my work efforts, 

and he said he liked the way that I rapped 

Wanted to show me what he was rollin outside, but 

Little did I know, he was the FBI 

I heard a rumor that this nigga got knocked... 

A few months past and he was back on the lot 

and shift the plot, I'll teach you niggaz conspiracy theories 

I spit this shit in code, but I pray that you hear me 

'cause see he know him and, he meets you 

They get popped and, you do to 

Illegal taps and undercover surveillance 

Tapin conversations, tryna duck the years that he facin 

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[short phone conversation] 

Better yet gonna get me facin, 'cause we know he's the back- 

bone - if ya crush the bone, ya alter the mind 

And thought process is vital at this time 

And I heard, you was out to get the niggaz that's rich 

But I'ma tell you motherfuckers like this 

I came from a gang with niggaz who do crime 

They didn't rat they niggaz out when they came to do time 

No snitchin nobody out when ya facin a life sentence 

For death, you do it by yo God-damn self 

[repeat] 

[Scarface] 

How the fuck is you gon' stop a train 

You set your fires on your forest to burn it but then it rains 

It's like Babyface and them Jay 

We all got lies and RAM, you motherfuckers own they grave 

We need current situations, in due time 

Train 'em to do the business in 20 years down the line 

So I stand firm on "We can't be stopped" 

Reconcile our disagreements, and I'm still down with Rap-A-Lot 

Murder ya boxers tryna break apart what God made 

And regardless to what you boys say 

Seek and destroy, fuck the opposition 

When you for real it's in yo bloodline, not in yo motherfuckin mind 

So feel it like the holy spirit, and remember 

when ya face to face with the demons, you can't fear it 

You fight until the battle finished 

No matter what the end is, when you attack you strike with vengeance 

And always judge a man by his deeds 

and never buy jealousy 'cause it breathes... 

Conspiracy theory...