Fuck Tony Montana (feat. Sick Jacken of Psycho Realm & B-Real of Cypress Hill)

Fuck Tony Montana, we kill kids, if he did he'd still be alive
 Al Pacino fucked up twice
 I'm a vet but Benny Blonco ain't taking my life
 I might end up on the beach with my seed in my wife
 One last hustle, last hoorah, move this last bundle
 I caught bodies out here, homie, y'all can't fumble
 Most of my felonies are legendary
 That's why I put most of my enemies in cemeteries
 I seen visions from beyond the grave burning in Hell
 Screaming in pain to God begging to be saved
 This is purgatory, another first degree murder story
 They took my kindness for a weakness and turned it on me
 That's when I blacked out, pulling triggers like I was cracked out
 Eyes bugging out my head tapped out
 Schized the fuck out, loced out, coked out
 Shinied up, left you soaked the fuck up and smoked out
 (Everlast)
 Fuck a motherless child from a penniless home
 I'm an heartless lion with an iron-jaw bone
 I'm no Al Capone or Corelone
 But I've been known to put a hit out on the microphone
 Fuck your time zone, fuck your area code
 I'll detonate my payload and watch it explode
 It's a gangster boogie, it's a soldier's hustle
 Little bang take big bank if it got muscle
 Drugs, money, sex, revolution is next
 This ain't strong-armed robbery, we got a small armory
 Fuck cracks and Glocks, we shooting back at the cops
 Deep undercover like we running black ops
 Battle cry singing, you're on my dick swinging
 Ain't nobody fucking with this drama I'm bringing
 Some men are king and some men are peasants
 So come kiss the ring, bow down to the king
 (Sick Jacken)
 I'm from the double S till I drop
 I rep the bubble vest with a Glock
 My trouble stem from all the death on my block
 The meth and the rock got zombie armies set to pop
 Jail cells are funeral plots, they're stressed in a box
 Sick Side harmony is like Jews and Arabs in bombing sprees
 My hood's the Gaza Strip, this raw shit's a part of me
 A cult following martyrs me, street life is haunting me constantly
 Thinking cops with the friction are trying to slaughter me
 A killer's lottery is roulette, not on himself
 That's when Russians test the Mexicans and see who's next
 Hit the block and you'll catch two Techs
 Nevermind where you're from, we're reacting cause we preview death
 Drive-by murder hit with a live burner
 You try to shake a barrel to buck, it's not heard of
 You are not everlasting, get slain by Ill Bill
 One lethal dose of pain and get left on the hill
 (B-Real)
 There's so many ways to hustle man, I got em all locked
 If you think about touching mine, the hammer's on cocked
 Got my mind on my money and my money on my mind
 We never stop the hustle, get the paper and fly
 That's life in the city, shit is gritty, no it ain't pretty
 But we on the grind, homie if you ain't rolling with me
 When you against you just an enemy that might be a cancer
 So then we're searching to remove your ass, ain't taking no chances
 In the darkest places ones with the unknown faces
 Cause fire places in hearts of the rebels you hating
 You better take a look and recognise the monster created
 I think we gotta choke em, we just elevated to hatred
 What you know about survival? Ever struggle to eat?
 What you know about the poverty? Ever live on the street?
 When there ain't no opportunity trying to make ends meet
 Then you become what they fear but they fear the elite
 (Slaine)
 Yeah, I'm a DMS soldier, EMS hold you
 Now you're knocked the fuck out, you need a rest I told you
 Homie you don't walk with a lean on my shoulder
 Scheming on your dollar, fiending for a boulder
 Blue-eyed devil spilling semen on your culture
 Who am I to revel? What I'm being is a vulture
 On both coasts with the toast to roast you
 My soul's so close to approaching hopeless
 Flows so dope I do coke to focus
 The angel with the dust so the smoke is smoking
 You loathe how I roll, it was so ferocious
 I know this, I always had a prose composure
 Let the curtains close cause your shows is over
 They'll be no more of you posers posing
 It's raw uncut with a weapon to shoot
 I'm the truth for the youth when I step in the booth, what!