Текст песни The Hot Seat - Scarface
Just
waking
up
I
gotta
thank
god
Fired
up
a
square,
that's
how
my
day
starts
Early
mornin'
buzzin'
got
me
lookin'
at
life
Outside
I
see
movin'
bitches
look
at
the
lights
It's
just
another
Saturday
it
seems
like
Got
dressed
and
hit
the
corner
with
my
team
right
Smoke
it,
roll
it
up
and
pass
it
around
Now
I'm
stoned
and
my
ass
is
barely
draggin'
the
ground
No
sooner
than
you
think
I
would've
thought
of
A
cop
walks
over,
never
saw
him
"Excuse
me,
mister
officer
man,
I
wasn't
tryna
disrespect"
And
started
coughin'
again
Eyes
red
as
a
bandana
And
one
time
heavy
on
his
antenna
At
his
request
they
sent
a
squad
car
And
then
they
put
my
black
ass
behind
bars
Oh,
sittin'
on
this
concrete
couch,
just
waitin'
For
the
judge
to
say
that
I'm
gon'
be
free
today
Oh,
sittin'
in
this
concrete
box,
just
sayin'
It's
been
a
shitty
day,
can't
find
no
other
words
to
say
(Yeah,
yeah,
yeah)
Fingerprinted
and
gettin'
booked
in
They
fed
a
nigga
[?],
so
I
took
ten
Cause
I'm
knowing
that
I'll
be
sittin'
here
the
whole
night
Empty
trunk
tank,
it's
finna
be
a
cold
flight
I
finally
come
up
on
some
housin'
Old
celly,
so
I'm
bettin'
me
a
thousand
And
plus
I
got
a
bottom
bunk
pass
Boss
came
in
with
his
punk
ass
Talkin'
to
a
nigga
like
it's
date
time
Askin'
where
I'm
from,
I'm
from
H-town
Niggas
askin'
me
what
I'm
in
for
Nosy
motherfuckers
want
some
info
I
tell
him,
"Dog,
I
ain't
done
shit
You
know
these
redneck
crackers
think
they
run
shit."
It's
lights
out,
I
tie
my
mat
down
Chuck
it
on
the
rack
and
stretch
my
ass
out
Oh,
sittin'
on
this
concrete
couch,
just
waitin'
For
the
judge
to
say
that
I'm
gon'
be
free
today
Oh,
sittin'
in
this
concrete
box,
just
sayin'
It's
been
a
shitty
day,
can't
find
no
other
words
to
say
(Yeah,
yeah,
yeah)
It's
court
call
in
the
halls
Strip
a
nigga
down
to
his
balls
Bare-butt,
naked
in
my
tennis
shoes
The
nighttime
sergeant
want
an
interview
They
push
us
out
like
livestock
"Ain't
no
talkin'
while
I'm
talkin',
this
is
my
block"
I
finally
get
to
see
me
a
judge
I'm
a
black
man,
so
she
got
a
grudge
Old
bitch
full
of
race
hate
And
a
nigga
quick
to
represent
the
gray
state
I
ain't
got
a
lawyer,
I
don't
need
one
Give
me
thirty
days,
you
get
three
one
I
ain't
tryna
piss
in
a
jug,
bitch
Just
because
I'm
black,
I
get
fucked
with
Babe,
if
I
had
been
a
white
dude
I'd
have
never
been
arrested,
look
at
Michael
And
even
if
I
swam
like
a
fish,
though
They
still
would've
threw
me
in
the
Crisco
And
fried
a
nigga's
ass
in
some
hot
grease
I'm
just
tryna
get
my
ass
out
the
hot
seat
1 Intro
2 Rooted (feat. Papa Reu)
3 The Hot Seat
4 Dope Man Pushin' (feat. Papa Reu)
5 Fuck You Too (feat. Z-Ro)
6 Steer (feat. Rush Davis)
7 Anything
8 Do What I Do (feat. Nas, Rick Ross & Z-Ro)
9 God (feat. John Legend)
10 Keep It Movin' (feat. Avant)
11 You (feat. CeeLo Green)
12 All Bad
13 Voices
14 No Problem
15 Outro
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