Lyrics Hand of the Dead Body - Ice Cube , Scarface
In
world
news
today,
officials
agree
that
Rapper
Brad
Jordan
alias
Scarface
must
be
stopped
After
being
monitored
by
secret
service
agents
for
two
years
Evidence
leads
Tobacco
and
Fire
Arms
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
communities
Officials
say,
"He's
the
Lord
of
underground
rap
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
callin'
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
tryin'
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
tryin'
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
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
So
now
they
tryin'
separation
And
sendin'
black
folks
in
white
coats
to
infiltrate
our
So
now
they
tryin'
separation
And
sendin'
black
folks
in
white
coats
to
infiltrate
our
So
so
now
they
tryin'
separation
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
a
tisk,
task
A
niggas
ass
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
Because
the
shit
that
I
be
sayin'
ain't
worse
than
no
western
money
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
You
best
to
free
your
mine
before
I
free
my
nine
And
stop
fuckin'
with
the
void
in
pop
or
feel
my
hot
rocks
Bang
bang,
boom
boom,
ping
ping
I'm
the
black
White
boys
gat
a
magazine
and
don't
know
how
to
act
I'll
attack
and
make
you
vomit
Down
with
Kahlid
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
Suckin'
on
the
devil's
dick
scared
of
revolution
Need
to
start
deuchin'
Houston
is
the
place
I
caught
a
case
Houston
is
the
place
I
caught
a
case
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
To
the
Reverend
Calvin
Butts
gotta
pair
of
nuts?
I
started
this
gangsta
shit
in
86
Now
you
dissin'
me
for
publicity,
isn't
he
a
hoe
to
the
third
degree
I'm
a
G
who
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
their
ain't
no
killin'
me
Ice
Cube,
Scarface,
droppin'
on
these
sellin'
out
niggas,
doing
it
like
this
Nigga
don't
believe
that
song,
that
nigga's
wrong
Gangstas
don't
live
that
long
1 Intro
2 The White Sheet
3 No Tears
4 Jesse James
5 G's
6 I Seen a Man Die
7 One
8 One Time
9 Hand of the Dead Body
10 Hand of the Dead Body
11 Mind Playin' Tricks 94
12 The Diary
13 Outro
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