The Diary Lyrics - Scarface

What, fade me how? 

Shit, on this rap shit 

Come on, nigga 

I brought my chopper an' my hard hat 

The shit's fucked up now show a nigga where the war at 

'Cause I'm about to clean house 

Stick this AK up your ass an' blow that fucker clean out 

'Cause you niggas in the wrong 

You came up short an' now we finna get it goin' on 

I ain't your average motherfucker 

You step out of line an' watch a motherfucker bust ya 

'Cause you done came at me the wrong way 

I ain't no Clint Eastwood, nigga 

An' you done picked the wrong day 

So bring your ass to the battleground 

Rat a tat tat, like that is how my gat'll sound 

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Avoid no niggas 'cause niggas be human 

I squeeze the trigger an' niggas be movin' 

'Cause I don't point it in the air 

An' pull the trigger, why? 

I'd rather point it at yo' ass an' watch the nigga die 

I gives a fuck about your team mates 

When it's all said an' done 

You're gonna wish you never seen 'Face 

You shoulda seen that lil' nigga, Brad 

James through here, seen Dave an' yo, that nigga bad 

An' your homies better stand still 

Don't make my brother Warren bust one of you bitches 

'Cause the man will 

Don't bring your ass to my picnic 

'Cause I done had it up to here 

With all you niggas talkin' that bitch shit 

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So you better get your shit right 

I'm from the state where you rarely see 

A motherfuckin' fist fight 

It's all about the gun blast 

So you can miss me with that bullshit 

You spittin' with your punk ass 

It's 'The Diary' of a born killer 

Don't have to worry about me fallin' off this thang 

'Cause I'm a strong nigga 

Doubt my regard of the hard 

With niggas behind me from East Oakland to the South Park 

I've got the mind of the man right behind you 

You can run, you can hide but I'll still find you 

Like I say, there's no getaway 

An' I'm gon' have it where 

Your family'll have to throw your shit away 

It's the return of the real niggas 

I'm prejudiced to a certain extent but still I kill niggas 

I'll bust that ass on the fuckin' double 

So push on with that ho' shit, bitch 

'Cause you don't want trouble 

So get your ass up of my shoestrings 

An' let your shermed nigga do things 

Ay, ay, ay, where you finna go, fool? 

I can't fuck with it, you got it, man 

Come on, man, you wanna rap, nigga? 

I can't do it, come on 

You see, you see 

That's how motherfuckers is, dog 

That's how motherfuckers be, punk ass hoes