You make me this, Bring me up, Bring me down, Playing sweet, Make me move like a freek, Mr. Saxo Beat. He makes me this, Brings me up, Brings me down
I'm coming out of my cage And I've been doing just fine Gotta gotta be down Because I want it all It started out with a kiss How did it end up like this
I visit Mr. Frump in the hospital I see him most every day And when I see Mr. Frump in his iron lung This is what I hear him say You know, Mr. Frump
I need a Vegematic! I need a Pocket Fisherman! I need a handy appliance That'll scramble an egg while it's still inside its shell! (Operators are standing
They call me Mr. Mysery They laugh and dump, decay on me He let them throw me in a pit Full of angry, spite and spit With wasted flesh and broken bones
Them callin' me Mr. Bill Collector Needin' me money, know he's up tonight See niggas can't stand us So they label us scandalous And if them runnin' off
Ouija are you with me? (Mo murda, mo murda, mo murda me now) Ouija are you with me? (Mo murda, mo murda, mo murda me now) Ouija are you with me? (Mo
Ouija are you with me? Mo murda, mo murda, mo murda me now. Dear Mr. Ouija, Would you please tell me my future, will I die of murda, of bloody murda
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
I'ma born killer, you're face to face with Scarface You tried to ice an X, but thats a motherfuckin' waste Your schools fucked up G And your momma shoulda
[scarface] 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
Chorus: scarface Money and the power, money and the power I ain't fallin short I got the Money and the power Yup! hehehahaha, hehe ha hah hah.. yeah
Mr. Mr. Scarface from walking down the block Out jumps some fiends and steals all his rocks Pulls out a gun and shoots down all the fiends And Mr. Mr.
(All I have in this world) -- Tony 'Scarface' Montana [ continues through intro ] Hey Shit Yeah nigga, that's That - that - that This - this is some
Rain on the roof and time on my hands It sure seemed quiet out there in radio land They call me at the all-night station Make their special dedications
Crave communication See me, this is my life in the crazy robot man reservation Do you feel him, the cold vibration? 'Cause a man everywhere produce a
He's tall and he's dark And like the shark, he looks for trouble That's why the zeroes double Mr. Kiss Kiss Bang Bang He's suave and he's smooth And