I'm serious, Scarface has a natural talent of sounding deep and meaningful when he raps. He has a broad emotion range, and his story telling is top 3 material without a doubt. You really have to listen to Scarface to understand, all of his early Geto Boys verses as well as his guest apperances with almost every rapper. Scarface definately has the voice and attitude for the gangster rap, IMO his earlier stuff is some of the roughest and most raw gangster raps ever made. I know there's a few cats around who give Scarface his props everynow and then...but he definately isn't known as well as someone on say Biggies level which is a shame. Scarface is definately a top five rapper IMO. His first three albums were damn good with two of em being 5 mic classics. Some people say The Fix is 5 mic, I tend to give it more of a 4.5, not quite an elite type classic but a classic in it's own right. His work with the Geto Boys was amazing as well, Geto Boys only had one weak album, Da Good Da Bad Da Ugly, all other Geto Boys albums were at least 4 mics or higher. Scarface should be an undesputed legend in everyone's mind, and he should at least be in most people's top ten.
Some Example's of Scarface's level of depth he displays in his songs:
Mind's Playin Tricks on me: Verse 2
Day by day it’s more impossible to cope
I feel like I’m the one that’s doing dope
Can’t keep a steady hand because I’m nervous
Every sunday morning I’m in service
Playing for forgiveness
And trying to find an exit out of the business
I know the lord is looking at me
But yet and still it’s hard for me to feel happy
I often drift while I drive
Havin fatal thoughts of suicide
Bang and get it over with
And then I’m worry-free, but that’s bull****
I got a little boy to look after
And if I died then my child would be a bastard
I had a woman down with me
But to me it seemed like she was down to get me
She helped me out in this ****
But to me she was just another *****
Now she’s back with her mother
Now I’m realizing that I love her
Now I’m feeling lonely
My mind is playing tricks on me
Street Life Verse 1
Up early in the morning lacin up my british knights
Throwin up my deuce sign, ****in with the street life
Never knew no better cause my mommy never taught me
Going out to get the **** that mommy never bought me
Only ten years old and I cant stay away from trouble
But you dont give a **** cause you aint never had to struggle
And everybodys tellin me its get greater later
I need to get my **** right now, cause it aint **** in my refrigerator
And I done struggled for my whole life
Seeing my moma layed up with a different ***** everynight
And when you see me you can spot a crook
Cause Im going through her mother****in pocket book
Im going out to get my papes
Cause she dont give a **** about me anyway
And my daddys doing two terms
And all she ever does is sit around and get served
My mommy never hugs me
Im callin deuce my family, cause these *****s say they love me
Im steady dustin chumps off
And ready for the battle if the **** would ever jump off
So send my ass to hell
Its eithr being covered up with some dirt, or boxed in a cell
Anyway thats what it looks like
If I dont hurry up and get my ass up out the street life
A Minute to Pray a second to Die
Life goes on in the streets of my hood when you die
but some cry, and gets by, while others choose to wonder why..
his life was took at such an early age
A young ***** who lived in a rage died by the gauge
He used to hustle on the street corners
His mom would always beg him to quit, but he didn't wanna
As he got older, he got even worse
til a real ***** showed him the purpose of a hearse
A cold night in his hood, he had a tangle
The brother he was squabblin with, had broke his ankle
Laid him out in the driveway
Some people knew he wouldn't survive, but hey
I ain't the one to speak up on another's
All I can do is try to open his eyes and help the brother
He chose the wrong way and that's the route he took
Born and brought up as an angel but he died as a crook
He had a baby that he couldn't raise
and she will never see her father again, cause he's in a grave
I always think about ??
"My daddy was a dopeman, so I'ma be a dope dealer"
How will the family explain it?
"My daughter had a baby for a 'caine head!"
He ain't around to see her walk
Dry her eyes when she cries, pick her up when she falls
Just the thought of a kid livin fly ****s me up
when his girl has to raise a BASTARD child
It gets deeper, he used to punch her and beat her
She was loyal to his ass but accused as a cheater
She had a good deck but she picked the wrong card
Had a kid, now she's realizin life is hard
A big time dope dealer's all she wanted
who drove a Jag or a Benz so she could flaunt it
The situation's got me guessin..
but the answer remains to be a question
He lived his life in a lie
I guess you only get a minute to pray, and a second to die
It was crazy how it happened
Some *****z rolled by in the Riviera cappin
All I could see was a pistol spittin rounds
and the boy was just screamin as he fell to the ground
A woman yelled - get an ambulance
But I knew he was dead, he didn't stand a chance
You shoulda seen him, he was scared
A bullet goes to his chest, and one to his head
He just laid there in silence..
and all I heard was the sirens
Paramedics pulled up..
followed by a law man and then came a firetruck
Put his ass on the stretcher..
but if he survives, I'm willin to betcha
he'll be out for revenge
They patched him up within a week he was back at it again
Went to his brother on the Northside
Grab your ****, it's a hit, we're gonna take a long ride
Packed it up in the trunk
AK-47, M-11 and a pump
Rolled by ?? on Scott Street
School was lettin out,
"Yo you ain't gonna shoot yet?" "WATCH ME!"
Opened his trunk and grabbed a shotgun..
.. he shot him
Put his tooly on the front seat
Continued his mission, as he headed down the street
The kids was just starin at each other
J.D. rolled by and smoked black's brother
Reached in his coat and grabbed a 'port
Full speed down Reed, shot his mom on the porch
On his way down Cullard
His brother was just dazed in a shock, "Why you do it?"
"Why you shot his moms Jay? ****"
"Hehehehehe.. hah man **** that *****"
Went to the store to use the payphone
Called up Mack, "Aiyyo J.D. homey"
Hung it up and rolled down Dagger
Headin for the ***** he was after
By the time he arrived at the scene
Malcolm was ready for anything
He tried to sneak around the back way
Never thought of bein taken out on that day
Black boy, black coat
Stood around the corner as he passed slit his throat
He didn't fall so he fired
One to the middle of his skull, he's expired
A whole army came out
Twenty-seven *****z all strapped out of one house
That how it happens in the acre
One ***** died in the park in the paper
**** gets deeper but why?
I guess you only get a minute to pray,
and a second to die
I Seen a Man Die Verse 3
I hear you breathin' but your heart no longer sounds strong
But you kinda scared of dying so you hold on
And you keep on blacking out cuz the post is near
Stop trying to fight the reaper just relax and let it go
Because there's no way you can fight it but you'll still try
And you can try it til you fight it but you'll still die
Now your spirit leaves your body and your mind clears
The rigormortis starts to set, now you outta here
You start your journey into outer space
You see yourself in the light but you're still feeling outta place
So you standing in the tunnel of eternal light,
And you see the ones you never learn to love in life
Make the choice let it go but u can back it up
If you ain't at peace with God you need to patch it up
But if you ready close your eyes and we can set it free
There lies a man not scared to die, may he rest in peace
Now I Feel Ya Verse 3
Now I'm twenty-two and finally got a grip on life
It's nineteen ninety-three, I put away my pocket knife
and got a bigger stick to fight with
I'm young and black so my choice ain't a nightstick
because we livin' in a concentration set
and everyday, we face to face with death
I seen my homies go and come
and judgement day is just somethin we can't run from
so I know my number's comin' up
so I gotta protect myself from suckers who be runnin' up
and even though I hate killin' off my own kind
I gotta be a man and as a man I'm a defend mine
My brother corners tryin to keep the neighbourhood at peace
don't fight each other, we gots ta stand and fight the beast
so united we stand but we gonna fall quick
because we always tryin to take another brother's ****
and the cops is in the same boat
just because we comin' up quick they think we slang dope
They shootin' ta kill, they gats ain't sparkin' duds
they shot my long time partner Rudy in cold blood
and now the story's all twisted up
and if they gave the cop the chair
I really wouldn't give a ****
because he left my partner's family with memories
and after hearin' this I know you don't remember me
but yet in still I find it hard for me to stay in touch
I see his parents and then I started breakin' up
because I know what you did was wrong
but you won't realize until you dead and gone
It ain't no justifiable homicide, you never gave a warning
you straight up shot him from behind
but all the cryin' in the world ain't gonna bring him back
you give a gat to a black he don't know how to act
but you gotta tell your story to the judge
not the imitation judge, the judge that everybody loves
and if the man upstairs grants you forgiveness
then in reality you took care of your business
but regardless I know you wanna kill me
but I ain't goin' out like dat
Ya feel me?
Time Taker
As I open my eyes unto a new day
I see the same old **** that I was face to face with yesterday
It's all the same and I can't change time
An example of a young ***** trapped up and his brain's dyin'
I close my eyes to refrain my thoughts (open)
Open my eyes to remain untaught
Why my life gotta have a yesterday?
Why can't I memorize tommorrow and live my life as just a day?
A baby's born and you hears moms cryin'
Is she cryin' cause that she's happy or the fact that she know she gone
dyin'
Probably some **** we'll never figure out
I think my mind is plotting plangs and my second mind is trying to take me
out
I had a dream I think I saw a dude cause he had the looks that of a killer
And he sung to me these four tunes
He said "Life is like a game of dice
You roll 'em right the first time but you seldom get to roll 'em twice"
Not understanding what he said doc
I find myself in the middle of life in an infa-red dot
So tell me doctor is you gettin' that?
Mother****ers bustin' at you with wheels now can you picture that?
That's why you find me an assult mind
Cause in this world we live together but divided by a chalk line
You wanted to hear my life story well I told you
Maybe there's answers to my question in your minila folder
What's the solution to this mind state?
You tellin' me it's gonna take you some time. How long do time take?
I'm losing focus on this straight line
Ain't trying to wait for mother****ers so now I'm forced to take time
This Can't be Life
Now as I walk into the studio, to do this with Jig'
I got a phone call from one of my nigs
Said my homeboy Reek, he just lost one of his kids
And when I heard that I just broke into tears
And see in the second hand; you don't really know how this is
But when it hits that close to home you feel the pain at the crib
So I called mine, and saddened my wife with the bad news
Now we both depressed, countin our blessings cause Brad's two
Prayin for young souls to laugh atlife through the stars
Lovin your kids just like you was ours
And I'm hurtin for you dog; but ain't nobody pain is like yours
I just know that heaven'll open these doors
And ain't no bright side to losin life; but you can view it like this
God's got open hands homey, he in the midst.. of good company
Who loves all and hates not one
And one day you gon' be wit your son
I could've rapped about my hard times on this song
But heaven knows I woulda been wrong
I wouldn'ta been right, it wouldn'ta been love
It wouldn'ta been life, it wouldn'ta been us
This can't be life
In My Time verse 2
In my time, I try to stay true steps on the game
And if you *****'s thinkin like me, do the same
Which is one minute ya smilin, the next ya start cryin
Cause we can't accept we born dyin
And I, ease my edge, and be a ***** to the end
But it's more to life then me and my benz
When my mama told to speak to my friends
I kinda took that **** to heart
So don't **** up your life, 'fore it starts
Some *****'s wanna be like Mike
I'd rather be like Christ(like christ)
So at the end, i'll see bright lights(bright lights)
I save a prayer for the fallen soldier's
Too many *****'s died young, for tryna to hang
On the slaim's of our slums
And outcome, as mommy neals, sittin on the front row
Hopin god will accept your soul
The new millienium, and as I sit watch the distance
Ships walk the horizon, I'll stare into space while i'm drivin
And pray for me, all the ends of my sins
The beginning, the end, of my time, till i'm born again
The Hand of the Dead Body verse 2
So now they tryin seperation
And sendin black folks in white coats to infiltrate our congregation
Tappin into our conversation
Saying the message that they give
Bring forth or premeditation
So David's got a silver mag
While listenin to Brad, David gets mad and kills his dad
David Duke's got a shotgun
So why you get upset cause I got one
A tisket a tasket
A ***** 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 ***** you can sue me
Because the **** that I be sayin 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
Mom Prayin
Don't cry mama, your baby boy done weathered the storm
And I found peace right here in your arms
By the way, how you gettin along, huh?
I know it's been tough bearing the pain since daddy's been gone
But, all in all, you still stood tall and never shedded a tear
I'm thankin God you still here
Cause, only heaven knows all my heartaches and setbacks
Goin from a high school dropout to shovelin wet wax
I'm never gon' forget that, look in your eyes, (look in your eyes)
When you told me that my grandfather died
It was like nothing had happened, (naw) and I'm knowin that you miss him
But to accept death, is just the side of a good Christian
And I miss him, just words, and I lived it in life (lived it in life)
and I take it step by step, but I take it in Christ (take it in Christ)
Cuz I'm knowin I can't make it alone (uh, uh)
You told me not to buy you a new house because in heaven's your home
and as hurt as I was, I had to smile witcha
and thank God that we crossed paths cuz you one strong sister
and I'm never gon' forget ya
Heaven sent us an angel and the world gon' miss ya... mama
What Can I Do? Verse 3
I say goodbye to you cruel world, I see peace in the red sky
I see the beast when the dead die, relief when my head’s high
Hear the streets up ahead cry, when the heat from the lead fly
Felt the grief when I said bye, before the sheets on my bed dried
The turn of the table, the tale of this tape
The destruction of human flesh of the not so great
The long list of the John doe’s that accompany the spirit
As the yells of the souls lost with hopes that god hears it
The resurrections of empty hearts crowd in the room
Muffled sounds of the outside echo the tomb, but I’m cool, I’m cool
Betrayal
He on a mission to become a ball player
Flip big Benz's, flossin all gators
Had it all mapped out,6-8,12th grader
Fresh outta school, he fin' to go lay paper
He had abrother who was hustlin collectin his change
Never let his baby brother stick his neck in the game
Told him all he had to do is just enjoy the ride
And he ain't have to worry about money cause that's in time
So now he's pacin as the time moves slowly
Can't wait to face Shaquille in the paint and school Kobe
Kept his grades and stayed up under naighborhood functions
And then a group of knuckleheads came through dumpin
So now he's sittin on the sidewalk bleedin
Fell into a puddle of his own blood and stopped breathin
And everybody in the neighborhood still grievin
But destiny caught up with his ass and he got even
And all the cryin in the world ain't goin to bring him back
his brother, sittin at the wake wipin tears from his mother's eyes
Why'd the game have to go and take the young boys life
Only the wicked live shife, payin the price
while he's starin at the shell
his brothers soul wants hell the trigger man made bail
and you, wouldn't pay the boys mail, and sacrificed the ****in family
That's betrayal
I'm Dead
I woke up to a tune on the radio, check it
An old church hymn behind a breakbeat record (yeahhh)
Sounded kinda funky so I pumped it, right
but rudely interrupted by a neighborhood street fight
When will you mother****ers quit?
Every mother****in mornin it's the same ol bull****
I peeped to see the thrashin
Some ***** runnin with a butcher knife, screamin out "Assassin!"
He ran by a friend of mine, it bugged him
His eyes showed fear, that's the reason why he stuck him
Anyway, that's how I seen it
You rarely see a ***** kill another *****,
and he doesn't mean it
So that's the way I took it
Anyway the boy is dead, no matter how you look at it
And life goes on..
I was feelin kinda funny - aiyyo something's wrong
I went to take a shower Duke
Bumped into the wall and I smooth went through
Now I'm thinkin I'm in trouble
I reached to touch my face, but I couldn't feel my beard stubble
I screamed, "Oh Lord help!"
Looked into the mirror and I couldn't see myself
I called up my mom's house
and realized somethin was wrong, no doubt
She picked up, said "Hello" in a low tone
I said, "Hey ma!" and she hung up the telephone
Sick and lookin weary
My cousin walks in, I said, "What's up?" but he didn't hear me
Started packin up my **** G
Looked at a picture of me, put it down and said, "Rest in peace"
Realizin what he said man
I can't talk, I don't exist, I'm a dead man
Yeah I guess I'm dead right?
I'm goin to the cemetary to peep out Action's gravesite
And sure enough, there it is
My mom and girl talkin, holdin on to Brad's kids
I look into the box G
Son of a *****! I don't believe it, that's me!
Momma kissed me on my head
Aww ****.. I'm dead (I'm dead)
listenin to Pac is like listenin to a sermon...nikka be sayin amen every other line....nas aint makin nobody say amen...U might say "Ay man,Rocafella aint die from aids" or correctin sum other bullsh1t from Nas.
beans coulda been the next scarface if he kept making songs like feel it in the air, dear self, prayer, rain, I can't go on this way, etc. but dude be taking too many breaks.
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Scarface is the deepest rapper in hip hop
