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.
game how it go Never told on nobody Nigga wanna think I did 'Cause you fin' to prolly And my nigga KT Thug Cap and Shotty Who the machine gun man Fully
Play the game how it go Never told on nobody Nigga wanna think I did Cuz you fin' to prolly And my nigga KT Thug Cap and Shotty Who the machine gun man
did it And know I'm tellin' bank ba-bank-bankhead nigga Stop messin' with a fresh so clean bankhead I got a machine gun to keep dat team on dat bank
culture Stalk the dead body like a vulture Tical get, blacker than your blackest stallion Hit your house'n projects, I represent the Shaolin my nigga Hell yes, Apocalypse now, the gun
the trim Black with a system When it's hittin' I'm pullin' mad skins With Olde E sittin' in between my lap And when brothers act up, a gun machine I
collar Baby you got to do some more to get this last dollar Hotter than lava when you come believe that I'ma follow Lady Medana like the drink-machine
kick hustlin, bustin down zips makin kicks if we ain't makin it we takin shit to the extreme hit the scenery wit machine gun get the creamery an
other night as stately as a slot machine, but when she looked my way something mad as hell came over me, anasthesia, mona lisa, i've got a little gun,
man But she looks so kind and gentle It just doesn't stand to reason I saw her right there just the other night As stately as a slot machine But when
him on 'Cos man made the gun Man shapes your son Man, man Man made it, man made it Man made the gun Man shapes the son Man made the gun Man shapes
NWA without Dre and Ren Dub's cool But you're fuckin' up with Mack 10 Silly little philly I'm back tearing' Can you really see my machine gun turrets
Ren Dub's cool But you're fuckin' up with Mack 10 Silly little philly I'm back tearing' Can you really see my machine gun turrets? Open and aimed at
crazy, gun-totin' niggas smokin' weed Talkin' about life on records was the whole plan So we put out the phuncky feel, but you were feelin' guilty and kill a man
(I don't know why this) Yes man, as the world turns (World keeps turning round and round) We all experience things in life (But I wish it would stop
rauny bad asses so bad And they so mad they can't stand it Cause we can and they can't spit (Haawk) And they can't handle it like a man And that's when
', get to mashin' D-12 broke up, were you bitches askin' Our clique relaxin' in the hills of Aspen, poppin' pills and Aspirin and I'm the machine that
Face tha funk now blastin' out ya Speaker, on the one maya, mexica That volture came ta try and steal ya name but Now you found a gun This is for the