Lyrics Emeritus - Scarface
[Scarface:]
I'm
just
another
ghetto
boy
Single
parent
upbringing,
mama's
pride
and
joy
Dad
died
'fore
I
got
a
chance
to
meet
that
dude
So
I
was
raised
in
the
hood,
in
the
streets
I
grew
Seen
it
all,
it
ain't
too
much
I
ain't
done
yet
Let
my
nuts
hang,
nigga
I
ain't
scared
of
shit
Seen
death
in
my
eyes,
musta
not
have
been
time
Cause
I'm
the
last
of
this
motherfuckin
breed
of
mine
Yeah
and
can't
nobody
tell
you
no
different
The
nerve
of
this
motherfucker
sayin
I'm
tripping
The
nerve
of
you
motherfuckers
questionin
this
When
I'm
as
real
as
a
realass
nigga
can
get
And
I
was
raised
with
that
g-code
imbedded
in
my
blood
And
I
would
rather
die
than
tell
on
a
nigga
from
my
hood
Or
tell
it
on
a
motherfucker
period
I
take
the
code
to
the
game
that
serious
The
streets
got
rules,
it's
certain
shit
you
don't
do
like
Sayin
it
was
me
when
you
knowin
that
it
was
you
It's
not
defamation
if
what
I'm
sayin
is
true
Picked
a
fight,
got
beat,
now
this
pussy
is
tryin
to
sue
Bitch,
you
knowin
what
the
outcome
was
Fuck
with
one
fuck
with
all,
we
were
bound
by
blood
Not
the
blood
of
the
gang
but
the
blood
of
James
It's
out
of
love
for
this
nigga
we
pump
slugs
in
frames
That's
the
type
of
dude
you're
listenin
to
Soft
to
you
for
a
minute
then
I'm
trippin
with
you
And
since
you
want
it
with
me
I'll
position
them
goons
They
carry
out
the
order
to
this
mission
and
boom
Ya
out,
now
what
was
all
this
chit-chat
about?
A
word
from
the
wise,
keep
my
dick
out
ya
mouth
Apparently
I
been
too
lenient
on
dudes
Cause
you
niggas
done
forgot
who
the
streets
belong
to
I'm
the
motherfuckin
king,
I'm
the
motherfuckin
mayor
I'm
the
president,
the
don,
the
boss
of
all
players
Remember
me,
the
one
you
got
your
idea
from?
Well
I'm
still
here,
planted
on
this
block
I
slung
So
fresh
and
so
clean,
complicated
rhyme
schemes
You
niggas
is
monotone,
ain't
no
fuckin
with
heat
I'm
a
motherfuckin
g
and
if
I'm
lyin
then
poof
May
the
Lord
strike
me
dead
in
this
motherfuckin
booth
I'm
the
truth,
emeritus,
the
F-A-C
The
M
to
the
O
to
the
motherfuckin
B
OG,
to
the
critics
analyzing
my
shit
Thinkin
so-and-so
is
better,
you
can
suck
my
dick
Cause
it's
been
20
years
and
counting
and
I
still
ain't
bouncing
Fuck
the
club
I'm
a
true
thug,
the
realest
nigga
out
here
Yeah
I
listen
to
them
bullshit
caps
Or
how
they
so-called
shine
but
that
bullshit's
wack
Steady
on
my
grind
and
when
I
pull
this
strap
I'm
a
show
you
what
I
mean
by
"These
fools
just
rap"
Cause
I'm
just
as
greedy
as
the
next
man
is
I
see
em
sellin
and
then
I'm
a
feed
my
kids
And
it
is
what
it
is,
you
can
take
it
how
you
want
it
Motherfuck
who
I
offend
they
can
meet
me
on
the
corner
It
don't
matter
who
you
is
or
where
you
come
from
punk
When
you
see
me
that's
the
motherfuckin
bell,
bitch,
jump
Cause
I'm
tired
of
you
niggas
disrespecting
the
great
I
am
legend,
it
ain't
nobody
fuckin
with
Face
My
catalog's
timeless
I
could
go
on
for
days
and
days
Let
me
count
the
ways
I
got
paid
It's
over
when
I
leave
this
stage
I'm
a
turn
the
page,
say
goodbye
to
Face
Wave
1 Intro
2 Intro
3 High Powered
4 Forgot About Me
5 Can't Get Right
6 Still Here
7 It's Not a Game
8 Who Are They
9 Soldier Story
10 Redemption
11 High Note
12 We Need You (feat. Wacko Of UTP)
13 Unexpected
14 Emeritus
15 Outro
Attention! Feel free to leave feedback.