Lyrics Fuck Tony Montana - Feat. Sick Jacken Of Psycho Realm & B-Real Of Cypress Hill - La Coka Nostra
Fuck
Tony
Montana,
we
kill
kids,
if
he
did
he′d
still
be
alive
Al
Pacino
fucked
up
twice
I'm
a
vet
but
Benny
Blanco
ain′t
taking
my
life
I
might
end
up
on
the
beach
with
my
seed
in
my
wife
One
last
hustle,
last
hoorah,
move
this
last
bundle
I
caught
bodies
out
here,
homie,
y'all
can't
fumble
Most
of
my
felonies
are
legendary
That′s
why
I
put
most
of
my
enemies
in
cemeteries
I
seen
visions
from
beyond
the
grave
burning
in
Hell
Screaming
in
pain
to
God
begging
to
be
saved
This
is
purgatory,
another
first
degree
murder
story
They
took
my
kindness
for
a
weakness
and
turned
it
on
me
That′s
when
I
blacked
out,
pulling
triggers
like
I
was
cracked
out
Eyes
bugging
out
my
head
tapped
out
Schized
the
fuck
out,
loced
out,
coked
out
Shinied
up,
left
you
soaked
the
fuck
up
and
smoked
out
Fuck
a
motherless
child
from
a
penniless
home
I'm
a
heartless
lion
with
an
iron-jaw
bone
I′m
no
Al
Capone
or
Corleone
But
I've
been
known
to
put
a
hit
out
on
the
microphone
Fuck
your
time
zone,
fuck
your
area
code
I′ll
detonate
my
payload
and
watch
it
explode
It's
a
gangster
boogie,
it′s
a
soldier's
hustle
Little
bank
take
big
bank
if
it
got
muscle
Drugs,
money,
sex,
revolution
is
next
This
ain't
strong-armed
robbery,
we
got
a
small
armory
Fuck
cracks
and
Glocks,
we
shooting
back
at
the
cops
Deep
undercover
like
we
running
black
ops
Battle
cry
singing,
you′re
on
my
dick
swinging
Ain′t
nobody
fucking
with
this
drama
I'm
bringing
Some
men
are
king
and
some
men
are
peasants
So
come
kiss
the
ring,
bow
down
to
the
king
I′m
from
the
double
S
till
I
drop
I
rep
the
bubble
vest
with
a
Glock
My
trouble
stem
from
all
the
death
on
my
block
The
meth
and
the
rock
got
zombie
armies
set
to
pop
Jail
cells
are
funeral
plots,
they're
stressed
in
a
box
Sick
Side
harmony
is
like
Jews
and
Arabs
in
bombing
sprees
My
hood′s
the
Gaza
Strip,
this
raw
shit's
a
part
of
me
A
cult
following
martyrs
me,
street
life
is
haunting
me
constantly
Thinking
cops
with
the
friction
are
trying
to
slaughter
me
A
killer′s
lottery
is
roulette,
not
on
himself
That's
when
Russians
test
the
Mexicans
and
see
who's
next
Hit
the
block
and
you′ll
catch
two
Techs
Nevermind
where
you′re
from,
we're
reacting
cause
we
preview
death
Drive-by
murder
hit
with
a
live
burner
You
try
to
shake
a
barrel
to
buck,
it′s
not
heard
of
You
are
not
everlasting,
get
slain
by
Ill
Bill
One
lethal
dose
of
pain
and
get
left
on
the
hill
There's
so
many
ways
to
hustle
man,
I
got
em
all
locked
If
you
think
about
touching
mine,
the
hammer′s
on
cocked
Got
my
mind
on
my
money
and
my
money
on
my
mind
We
never
stop
the
hustle,
get
the
paper
and
fly
That's
life
in
the
city,
shit
is
gritty,
no
it
ain′t
pretty
But
we
on
the
grind,
homie
if
you
ain't
rolling
with
me
When
you
against
you
just
an
enemy
that
might
be
a
cancer
So
then
we're
searching
to
remove
your
ass,
ain′t
taking
no
chances
In
the
darkest
places
ones
with
the
unknown
faces
Cause
fire
places
in
hearts
of
the
rebels
you
hating
You
better
take
a
look
and
recognise
the
monster
created
I
think
we
gotta
choke
em,
we
just
elevated
to
hatred
What
you
know
about
survival?
Ever
struggle
to
eat?
What
you
know
about
the
poverty?
Ever
live
on
the
street?
When
there
ain′t
no
opportunity
trying
to
make
ends
meet
Then
you
become
what
they
fear
but
they
fear
the
elite
Yeah,
I'm
a
DMS
soldier,
EMS
hold
you
Now
you′re
knocked
the
fuck
out,
you
need
a
rest
I
told
you
Homie
you
don't
walk
with
a
lean
on
my
shoulder
Scheming
on
your
dollar,
fiending
for
a
boulder
Blue-eyed
devil
spilling
semen
on
your
culture
Who
am
I
to
revel?
What
I′m
being
is
a
vulture
On
both
coasts
with
the
toast
to
roast
you
My
soul's
so
close
to
approaching
hopeless
Flows
so
dope
I
do
coke
to
focus
The
angel
with
the
dust
so
the
smoke
is
smoking
You
loathe
how
I
roll,
it
was
so
ferocious
I
know
this,
I
always
had
a
prose
composure
Let
the
curtains
close
cause
your
shows
is
over
They′ll
be
no
more
of
you
posers
posing
It's
raw
uncut
with
a
weapon
to
shoot
I'm
the
truth
for
the
youth
when
I
step
in
the
booth,
what!
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4 Get You By
5 Bang Bang (feat. Snoop Dogg)
6 Bang Bang - Feat. Snoop Dogg
7 The Stain
8 I'm An American - Feat. B-Real Of Cypress Hill
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10 Brujeria - Feat. Sick Jacken Of Psycho Realm
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12 Cousin Of Death
13 Choose Your Side - Feat. Bun B
14 Hardcore Chemical
15 Soldier's Story - Feat. Sick Jacken Of Psycho Realm
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17 That's Coke
18 Fuck Tony Montana - Feat. Sick Jacken Of Psycho Realm & B-Real Of Cypress Hill
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